RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray had to stifle a loud laugh into her bicep at Lisbeth's horror of her own words. The other girl was just so traumatized at the words, it was honestly hilarious. "You're ok, Lisbeth. Nice to meet you. A bow is a great choice." Although she had chosen the healing path, the herbalist was an avid supporter in knowing how to fight and having the tools to do so. She herself was rather proficient in throwing knives.
It was clear that they weren't getting anywhere so the Attuned came up with an idea. "How about this? I use the rope in my bag to secure the ladder to the tree. You climb up the ladder and when you find a branch that you want, nod at me. I'll shift into shanyang form and fly the saw up to you. Does that work?"
Breaking down the task would hopefully give Lisbeth her bearings and make it easier for her. At least, Ray hoped so.
It was clear that they weren't getting anywhere so the Attuned came up with an idea. "How about this? I use the rope in my bag to secure the ladder to the tree. You climb up the ladder and when you find a branch that you want, nod at me. I'll shift into shanyang form and fly the saw up to you. Does that work?"
Breaking down the task would hopefully give Lisbeth her bearings and make it easier for her. At least, Ray hoped so.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
