Sherral grunts his thanks and sprays the coolant onto his hand, before tossing it back. His discarded sword is picked up and sheathed in short order.
The last few bandits have set up barriers of boxes, sandbags and wooden planks on the hill, firing arrows at them from behind them. Sherral pulls his own bow from his back, notches an arrow, and fires, catching one between the eyes.
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Date: 2014-03-24 11:32 am (UTC)The last few bandits have set up barriers of boxes, sandbags and wooden planks on the hill, firing arrows at them from behind them. Sherral pulls his own bow from his back, notches an arrow, and fires, catching one between the eyes.