Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150202115256/@comment-5583506-20150202164704

Rikki remained hidden during the most part of the second battle at Helgen. It was cowardly of her and she knew it. It was the least one would expect from an initiate of the Companions. But she couldn't fight. She didn't even have the guts to kill. To steal was an entirely different thing, since it didn't include taking someone else's life from them. She should have just stuck to what she was good at.

"Rikki is the worst fighter in the history of Khajiit!" she lamented as she saw the all the others fight bandits.

A dead body beside of her held a bow made of ash and had a quiver fastened to the back.

"Maybe Khajiit can borrow this, yes?" she said and grabbed the items from the corpse. "You don't look like you will have further use of them."

She hanged the quiver over her shoulder and checked if the bowstring was tense enough. She had good experience with bows, but mostly for practical usage and not for killing. But at least it would be easier for her to kill from a distance, if she would have to...