Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160117031504/@comment-6006054-20160122001641

Taervik pulled back on his bowstring. The weapon shivered and creaked under the staggering weight of a full draw. Taervik breathed out softly as he released the arrow, his bow seeming to match him with its own relieved breath as it sprung forward to spur the arrow on its way. Taervik slid another arrow from his quiver, and it quickly fulfilled the same role its predecessor had.