Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180813014135/@comment-30014014-20180822144147

Carlos stops, now reconsidering grabbing said spear. It may be a snare, laying in ambush. Or, the thing may be rigged with unknown mechanisms assailing him. The unknowns are too great for him to gun for it.

Carlos shakes his head in dismay and turns away. He looks to the horizon, scouting for something else to pique in interest.