Lisbeth's grin widened. Then she fell into a coughing fit, bending over and burying her face into her elbow until it passed. She wheezed a few deep breaths, wiping her mouth on the back of her sleeve.
She was still trying to catch her breath when she gave Alex a nod of approval. "Not bad. You could make a decent soldier, if you put the work into it. Just need to train hard every day. We need as many strong arms as we can get on our side." Not that her own arms were particularly strong. She was fast, but weak, both in strength and in wellness.
Taking her time with her next shots, Lisbeth lined up a few more shots, aiming each one at a different target. There were a dozen targets at the end of the training yard, half of them at chest-height, half at head-height, to give the trainees more to practice with than straight shots. She took her time planting arrows into one target after another, though her aim was a bit wobbly as she continued to wheeze. The bow was starting to feel heavy, considering how long she'd been at this.
"What do you do, anyway?" she asked, leaning on her bow to try to catch her breath.
She was still trying to catch her breath when she gave Alex a nod of approval. "Not bad. You could make a decent soldier, if you put the work into it. Just need to train hard every day. We need as many strong arms as we can get on our side." Not that her own arms were particularly strong. She was fast, but weak, both in strength and in wellness.
Taking her time with her next shots, Lisbeth lined up a few more shots, aiming each one at a different target. There were a dozen targets at the end of the training yard, half of them at chest-height, half at head-height, to give the trainees more to practice with than straight shots. She took her time planting arrows into one target after another, though her aim was a bit wobbly as she continued to wheeze. The bow was starting to feel heavy, considering how long she'd been at this.
"What do you do, anyway?" she asked, leaning on her bow to try to catch her breath.
