Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151230220612/@comment-5543592-20160101014139

Scire had hit the ground the instant the arrow left bowstring and went rolling along down the sandy hill shoulder over shoulder, looking quite ridiculous, but gradually picking up speed.

He himself was practically unarmed, having only his dagger, which would obviously be quite useless against Denon at this range.