| JT stepped from the shadows of the barracks doorway as Estel walked past.
"Lle naa vanima." He said softly over her shoulder.
He had made her jump and she giggled as she turned to face him.
"I think you are beautiful too." She beamed at him.
JT blushed and quickly asked if Estel would like to practice more with his bow. She said she did and so they headed into the forest bows in hand in search of prey. They would not harm the animals of the forest but there would be enough vermin, headless beings, trolls, harpies and such to keep them busy.
The young Covian guardsman took on some of the bigger foes with his heavy crossbow while Estel continued to show her natural ability with a bow by bullseying several smaller targets. They patrolled through the shire together as far as the Altmere outpost where JT showed her around and they enjoyed the views from it's roof.
"You are better with that bow than I am!" JT grinned.
"It must be a lucky bow." Estel smiled back.
"It only seems to be lucky when you are using it little one." He chuckled.
As they made there way back Estel became more bold and stood shoulder to shoulder with JT as they felled ogres and trolls, with her landing the killing blow on more than one occasion. They also encountered a group of brigands holding a traveller hostage and while JT switched to his axe to confront the mob Estel covered him with her bow and with the bandits vanquished the traveller rewarded them from his recovered purse.
Tired from their exploits and her shoulder aching from drawing the bowstring Estel needed some rest and also her recent wounds as well as her old ones needed tending to with salve. The two young lovebirds made their way to an inn where to rest from their exertions and so her wounds could be treated. |