Jacob's ready this time as he pulls back the arrow, choosing a bird to the left. He lets the arrow fly, watching as it does exactly what Astarion said - taking down multiple targets after he hits the first.
"Holy shit," he breathes, not even bothering to hide his admiration.
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Date: 2024-12-29 06:22 pm (UTC)"Holy shit," he breathes, not even bothering to hide his admiration.