Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
There's a sly acknowledgement of his thoughts on smaller ursurs being easier to lasso that passes with a smile and a tilt of a hat. That her foolish idea seemed to garner some recognition from him, she could be a bit relieved that she'd done something of note, however that note might end up reading. Her lariat skills were by far better than her bow and arrows, so perhaps she could work with Frey to build a better rope for dealing with the void.
"So you aren't recommending a landshark for one of my rodeo bulls?" she asked wryly, giggling at the notion as she snared some more meat from the bone.
Nodding along to his notions of practice, she wiped her sauce-slicked fingers on a napkin. She definitely needed to spend more time firing at a target dummy. Maybe it was time to look into hiring more hands if she was serious about committing to improving her attacks and defenses. "Yes," she admitted with a resigned sigh, tipping her cup of ale again with no intention of drinking more just yet. Under the table she shifted one leg over another, the free-swinging boot tapping at the air. "Sunjata is working on amending that, in some areas, but it requires much work, as I'm sure you know. Our Archon has accomplished much since taking up his mantle, but there's an endless amount to do it seems to make any headway with repelling the void." Not all of the townspeople were so willing to pitch in either, though she supposed any town had such troubles, much as it mystified her. "I did not expect this would still be a topic all this time later, but here we are." To that, she could no longer resist taking another drink.
"So you aren't recommending a landshark for one of my rodeo bulls?" she asked wryly, giggling at the notion as she snared some more meat from the bone.
Nodding along to his notions of practice, she wiped her sauce-slicked fingers on a napkin. She definitely needed to spend more time firing at a target dummy. Maybe it was time to look into hiring more hands if she was serious about committing to improving her attacks and defenses. "Yes," she admitted with a resigned sigh, tipping her cup of ale again with no intention of drinking more just yet. Under the table she shifted one leg over another, the free-swinging boot tapping at the air. "Sunjata is working on amending that, in some areas, but it requires much work, as I'm sure you know. Our Archon has accomplished much since taking up his mantle, but there's an endless amount to do it seems to make any headway with repelling the void." Not all of the townspeople were so willing to pitch in either, though she supposed any town had such troubles, much as it mystified her. "I did not expect this would still be a topic all this time later, but here we are." To that, she could no longer resist taking another drink.
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
