Alys didn't blame Colt for grinning at her misfortunes; had their places been reversed, the seer would have had a hard time hiding her own mirth. Instead, she took the rancher's hand and pulled herself to her feet, dusting herself off and grabbing her bow to reset. "This is a good exercise," she admitted. "In the past I've relied heavily on my magic; I'm good at illusions, so I tend to work as a distraction in a real battle. But I want to be able to hold my own offensively, too."
Perhaps because she tended to use distracting techniques herself, Colt's attempts this time did not faze the seer. She ducked low, dropping beneath Colt's thrown hat, then popped up just in time to skip to the side, away from Colt's punch. When she loosed her arrow this time, it flew straight and true to plunk into the stump. While it might not have been what Alys would have considered a bullseye, it was still a hit, and she grinned triumphantly as she went to fetch Colt's hat.
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3/4
Alys dodges and fires her bow to hit the tree stump!
Perhaps because she tended to use distracting techniques herself, Colt's attempts this time did not faze the seer. She ducked low, dropping beneath Colt's thrown hat, then popped up just in time to skip to the side, away from Colt's punch. When she loosed her arrow this time, it flew straight and true to plunk into the stump. While it might not have been what Alys would have considered a bullseye, it was still a hit, and she grinned triumphantly as she went to fetch Colt's hat.
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3/4
Alys dodges and fires her bow to hit the tree stump!
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
