Well, surely no Ixali would be hiding behind a tree. Morelle reasoned to herself.
Her bow still fully strung, she raised from her position.
"Show yourself, stranger. I have no intent on firing. Had I, your body would have been riddled with arrows ten times over by now."
Morelle waited a moment for reply as the cool night air blew a gentle breeze in her direction. A strong twinge of discomfort assaulted her nose. Withdrawing her hand from her bowstring, Morelle vigorously rubbed her itching nose.Â
Nymeia, you shrewd fickle diety... She groaned in her inner monologue all the while feeling completely ridiculous.
Her bow still fully strung, she raised from her position.
"Show yourself, stranger. I have no intent on firing. Had I, your body would have been riddled with arrows ten times over by now."
Morelle waited a moment for reply as the cool night air blew a gentle breeze in her direction. A strong twinge of discomfort assaulted her nose. Withdrawing her hand from her bowstring, Morelle vigorously rubbed her itching nose.Â
Nymeia, you shrewd fickle diety... She groaned in her inner monologue all the while feeling completely ridiculous.