Longshot and Animals
I wander around some more and pass the archery range where people are practicing, there seem to be some fine eyes within the group but then I notice a half elf man, at least another 40 meters further from the target from the rest, hitting bulls eye after bulls eye with his bow. I saunter up to him, watching is arms tense and release as he shoots. "Can you do that to a moving target?" I ask, He turns to me, looking over me with keen elven eyes. "Who's askin'?" he replies, "Natasha Ninelives, pleasure to meet you." I hold out my hand, He grasps it in a warrior's grip "Ah, the sleeper girl.The names Allan, and I can shoot a rat from 100 paces at best" "Show me" And I levitate a helmet and place it around 80 paces away "Hit that" Before I even finish he fires an arrow at the helm, its iron head going right through the eye sockets and coming out the other side of the helm, its head sticking out of the other side.I look to him in bewilderment, for I had never seen such marksmanship. "How would you like to be a the archer for a team that has a actual chance of surviving when the rising tide attacks?" He shoots at the target a few more times then turns to me. "Alright, but I have one condition"
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