EVIE
Evie's fingers tremble with residual excitement and pride as her arrow finds its mark yet again. Perhaps this is a more fitting weapon for her to take up after her daggers? She will have to meet with Deimos again to get his input on it, but already she finds herself fond of the weapon. Long distance, and still powerful without the extra worry of getting the perfect angle or flip of the blade when throwing daggers.
As such she's mildly disappointed as they move on to a different weapon. Or rather a selection of weapons that she hesitates over, having zero experience with any of the ones on display. Going with a blade of moderate length, she hands over her bow and picks it up, trying to adjust her grip and get used to the weight that bears down on her wrist. Sure that she is going to be worse at it this time around, it's almost easier to try her first move, because she's far more comfortable with failure with an unknown weapon. Her arms are still relatively muscled from working in the barrier as a Natural and tilling and molding stubborn earth, and she hoists the sword and swings it down in a horizontal arc, forcing more use of her shoulders than she is accustomed to.
As such she's mildly disappointed as they move on to a different weapon. Or rather a selection of weapons that she hesitates over, having zero experience with any of the ones on display. Going with a blade of moderate length, she hands over her bow and picks it up, trying to adjust her grip and get used to the weight that bears down on her wrist. Sure that she is going to be worse at it this time around, it's almost easier to try her first move, because she's far more comfortable with failure with an unknown weapon. Her arms are still relatively muscled from working in the barrier as a Natural and tilling and molding stubborn earth, and she hoists the sword and swings it down in a horizontal arc, forcing more use of her shoulders than she is accustomed to.
