Marine

"Have you children never ridden on a boat? Dealing with motion sickness isn't that difficult" Pierre-Ornée looked over at his three proteges, one sprawled on the ground in a star position, another flung over the edge of the ship, unloading everything that could be from his mouth, the fish and sea monsters must be having a real buffet down there, the last one was seemingly sitting and fine, but she was as pale as sheet, somewhere in between unconsciousness and wakefulness.

In truth, the halbardier had not ridden on ships many times at all, just once in his youth when he used to work for a very petty lord, who had somehow gotten beef with a whale, not a monster, just a whale, the animal and the lord somehow hated one another with a passion.

Anyways, Pierre-Ornée had been on that floating vessel to murder that whale, as a simple squire back then.