Liam
Only twenty minutes to sleep
The last great moose hunt of the season had indeed arrived and, with it, a variety of hunters from across Caido. Perhaps the Greatwood made for easier hunting, in some ways, than other, more hostile environments - if one could get past the ever-shifting paths, that is. In this, Liam hoped that his group - thankfully the one that Maea seemed to have taken charge of - would fare better than others. While he could still get just as lost as anyone, the forest seemed to like him more the longer he'd been a resident, and it was possible that that would prove beneficial in their efforts today.
The soldier had dressed warmly, though he hadn't needed as many layers as he was sure Maea was boasting, and he carried a regular bow in his hands. While he favored a crossbow, he'd found that it often took too long to reload, and in a hunt like this, he needed to be able to move quickly - so a plain longbow it was, with a quiver of standard arrows that he'd procured from the village. He wasn't a master hunter, by any stretch - and moose were not his preferred prey - but he hoped to do well enough to at least not make a fool of himself.
They reached a hollow, and Maea gave her instructions. Liam gravitated towards her after setting his pack down, then held up his bow. "Bow and arrows," he rumbled. "And my sword, though I'm not sure if it would be useful in this." Sure enough, his Oakblade hung at his hip, a dagger on the opposite side. He glanced around then, measuring their companions, and waited for the rest to speak their piece.
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Liam brings everything on his profile, a normal dagger, a normal longbow, and a quiver of 12 normal arrows.
The soldier had dressed warmly, though he hadn't needed as many layers as he was sure Maea was boasting, and he carried a regular bow in his hands. While he favored a crossbow, he'd found that it often took too long to reload, and in a hunt like this, he needed to be able to move quickly - so a plain longbow it was, with a quiver of standard arrows that he'd procured from the village. He wasn't a master hunter, by any stretch - and moose were not his preferred prey - but he hoped to do well enough to at least not make a fool of himself.
They reached a hollow, and Maea gave her instructions. Liam gravitated towards her after setting his pack down, then held up his bow. "Bow and arrows," he rumbled. "And my sword, though I'm not sure if it would be useful in this." Sure enough, his Oakblade hung at his hip, a dagger on the opposite side. He glanced around then, measuring their companions, and waited for the rest to speak their piece.
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Liam brings everything on his profile, a normal dagger, a normal longbow, and a quiver of 12 normal arrows.
But you dream of some epiphany
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
