"So what do you think? Got the hang of it? Does it feel good to shoot, or are you not liking it one bit?"
We were gathered around the giant pile of corpses that had been the result of the previous horde, taking our time to recuperate and loot them at the same time; the thick stench was somewhat ignorable now thanks to us being here for so long, while the quietness radiating from this forest was no longer as nerve wracking as before.
Retrieving all of my arrows and pilfering the pockets of every zombie I had slain, I got a nice little haul for myself of about a dozen and a half Crowns, a dulled reddish gold dagger, an almond sized orange gemstone of some kind and also a small bundle of mysterious herbs.
"It's... definitely different. It hurts to move around now - aches, to be more accurate - and my arms feel a little like jelly, but honestly..? I like not being in the thick of things, and I really enjoy still feeling everything whilst not being as at risk... if that makes sense?"
