Moga Knight Memoirs Chapter 4/Sailing through the Fatalis Armada

I wiped a bead of sweat from my eyebrows as I loaded the suitcas up with my things. It was finally here, the day we could leave to start our long journey. We loaded a large tent pack, and we looked for the food parcel.

"John, where did ya see off this little adventure?" Said Jonathan.

"Erm....I was only a cog in tis machine, but it's been organized since two years ago." I responded.

"So...your sure you can go on without trouble?"

"Yes, my friend."

We had developed quite a friendship in the last few months. As it urned out, he took after the Barroth's mentality more than I did: he acted like he had a rough-n-tough exterior, but really he had a heart of gold.

TO BE FINISHED WHEN I HSAVE TIME