// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
It certainly was worth a try, and as Astaroth sends his arrow flying into the abyss, having Lena’s company keeps him from criticizing himself too harshly — keeping anything that may have been muttered out in bits and pieces of a language long since dead to himself.
But it’s Lena’s turn as he slides the next arrow into place, watching with dark honeyed eyes of curiosity as he draws it back and lets it fly, impressed by the way she seemed to act like she knew what she was doing, before the arrow promptly drops into the bone bridge’s floor with a twang that almost seems to echo.
Sighing dramatically in companionship at the fact they both have plenty to work on, Astaroth pulls back on the bowstring with the arrow already in place. “This is quite the endeavor. The wind is not helping.” He laments, aiming slightly differently this time to let it fly and when he does, the arrow launches, buoyed by the wind enough to glance one of the targets and cause it to start wobbling. Accomplishment flares in his smile as he settles again to watch Lena.
But it’s Lena’s turn as he slides the next arrow into place, watching with dark honeyed eyes of curiosity as he draws it back and lets it fly, impressed by the way she seemed to act like she knew what she was doing, before the arrow promptly drops into the bone bridge’s floor with a twang that almost seems to echo.
Sighing dramatically in companionship at the fact they both have plenty to work on, Astaroth pulls back on the bowstring with the arrow already in place. “This is quite the endeavor. The wind is not helping.” He laments, aiming slightly differently this time to let it fly and when he does, the arrow launches, buoyed by the wind enough to glance one of the targets and cause it to start wobbling. Accomplishment flares in his smile as he settles again to watch Lena.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
