Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140210215513/@comment-5583506-20140212000145

Rashka pulled his father's hunting bow from his back. He never really used it because he liked to get in close and nasty with his dagger, but the mere sight of the giant abomination lumbering around in front of the gates made him think otherwise.

"Lend me an arrow, girl", he said an reached out a hand towards Kashmira.

She glared at him and took a step back.

"Damn it, girl! Our lives are at stake her, quit being a baby and hand your father an arrow and he might be able to keep you from death's embrace for five minutes longer."

Reluctantly she gave him an arrow from her quiver which he readied with his bow.