Vervain
”Excuse me, I think you are quite the well-educated traveller. Here, Torchline, the Grounds - you’ve been all the places I have in Caido,” she said, sounding proud. ”Probably more, if you had the stomach for sailing.” They strolled around the cottage and Vai scanned the ground automatically for traps, signs of a break in, the usual. Finding nothing, she turned her attention to the targets, already grinning.
”Winner’s choice of forfeit, so get thinking,” she advised, glancing to the side to see Zeph and his famous arrow balancing act. ”Bravo, sir. A lover, fighter, entertainer. Anything you can’t do?”
Vai plucked the arrow from his fingertips, drawing back her bow and firing it off towards a target in one fluid movement. It wasn’t a bullseye, but it looked cool. ”Your turn,” She winked. ”It might be rigged. Same as eating oysters and swimming in the waves is rigged.”
”Winner’s choice of forfeit, so get thinking,” she advised, glancing to the side to see Zeph and his famous arrow balancing act. ”Bravo, sir. A lover, fighter, entertainer. Anything you can’t do?”
Vai plucked the arrow from his fingertips, drawing back her bow and firing it off towards a target in one fluid movement. It wasn’t a bullseye, but it looked cool. ”Your turn,” She winked. ”It might be rigged. Same as eating oysters and swimming in the waves is rigged.”
