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Rakusil followed his group members.

On the way he took out his bow. He had not got the chance of examining it earlier. Most of the things that he picked up were meant to be sold and hence he did not care to check its quality. That was not the case now. He inspected the bow and the arrows he had picked. It was a Nordic Bow in a very good condition. The arrows were also good but only four.

He asked away to the group he was travelling with. "The khajiit is low on arrows. Does anyone have some to spare?". He asked the whole group, but was looking particularly towards Fyr, as he noted him carrying a bow.

(A repost. But now at the right time I guess.)