The Angry Guitarist has a servant

[Alex McCeol]

Meh. If I am here, this probably means the universe is looking for a way to screw me over. Thus, it must be said that I require a servant. Preferably someone who can hold their own, or back me up if I get caught in unfortunate circumstances. Like if those monsters take a swing at me, I'd like to have more then just a pistol and a blugeon to fight them off.

Anyways, I have got myself a servant now. He's this mellow guy. Kind of a jerk, but then again, it would be to easy to have someone who would follow me without question. If that had happened, I might have panicked and evacuated the city in thinking that a meteor was about to land on it. But I digress.

What was his name? Spartacus apparently. Meh. Their was a movie about him a couple years back. Good one. Anyways, as long as he doesn't piss me off to badly or steal my hat, I think we have nothing to worry about.

[Spartacus]

*pinches Alex's cheeks and pulls them out as far as they will stretch* We've been over this prana anchor. The term is heroic spirit and you will be in for a rude awakening if you keep thinking I'm your whipping boy. You should also stop jumping at shadows when there are real threats around. Meteors really.

You shouldn't believe everything in television either anchor. *Takes her hat and puts it on* Now then let's get a move on if we want to win. The grail doesn't reward those who hide it out and wait the picky bastard.