Colt wasted no time, rushing forward with a speed that had Alys stepping lightly back and to the side, expecting the woman to grab for her waist, perhaps, or something higher up - not, certainly, thinking that Colt would dive down towards her feet. Perhaps if Alys had moved more quickly, or further, she might have avoided the rancher's tackle, but in her sudden haste, she tried to jump to the side and failed miserably. One foot managed to elude Colt's arms, but the woman wrapped the other ankle in her grasp, and Alys stumbled just as she swung her bow up and loosed.
The arrow went high, and the seer cursed, laughing. "Nice," she said, disentangling herself from the rancher. She drew another arrow from her quiver and readied herself for a second round. "Wasn't expecting you to go for my feet." This time, she'd have to be ready for anything.
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1/4
Alys fails to dodge, and her shot goes high.
The arrow went high, and the seer cursed, laughing. "Nice," she said, disentangling herself from the rancher. She drew another arrow from her quiver and readied herself for a second round. "Wasn't expecting you to go for my feet." This time, she'd have to be ready for anything.
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1/4
Alys fails to dodge, and her shot goes high.
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
