Fwoop! The arrows passed by Edgar's head and lodged itself in his knee as he sat down in the Hinterlands. He looked down at it, furrowing his brow and yanking it out as if it were nothing. With a finger placed on his lip he pondered the location of the attacker, doing some quick calculations in his mind, before retrieving a book from his satchel, this one entitled, Archery for Simpletons.
"Hey! YOU MISSED." He launched the book at the attacker, clonking him on the head with devastating accuracy.
"Five points. That's thirty-five, now. I'll have that plushy, yet."
"Hey! YOU MISSED." He launched the book at the attacker, clonking him on the head with devastating accuracy.
"Five points. That's thirty-five, now. I'll have that plushy, yet."
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