How did Alys keep getting herself into situations that she felt entirely unprepared to contribute to? Who knows, ask the writer. On this particular day, she had been drafted to go hunting - something that, from her understanding, was sorely needed in preparation for winter, but that she had little to no experience with actually doing. Still, she'd been practicing with her bow and arrow, and she felt like maybe she would be able to contribute, if only a little bit. She'd never shot at live targets before, though, and she had to admit that the idea of killing something - even to eat - left a bad taste in her mouth. She ate meat, of course, but she'd never had to actually be the one to make the kill.
She arrived dressed in warm hunting clothes with her hair tied back out of her face. She carried her bow and a quiver of arrows along with a lightly packed bag with a few basic necessities. "Hello," she said, greeting the two men with a smile and a little wave. On this outing, she would follow their lead.
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Alys arrives. She has:
- A basic bow
- A quiver of 12 arrows
- A basic dagger
- A bag containing a skein of water and a few apples
She arrived dressed in warm hunting clothes with her hair tied back out of her face. She carried her bow and a quiver of arrows along with a lightly packed bag with a few basic necessities. "Hello," she said, greeting the two men with a smile and a little wave. On this outing, she would follow their lead.
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Alys arrives. She has:
- A basic bow
- A quiver of 12 arrows
- A basic dagger
- A bag containing a skein of water and a few apples
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
