[She glanced down at the amazing arrow in her hand and smiled a little sheepishly. Maybe she could ask Artemis to teach her. In return for... for something. She'd think of that later.
And not mention a word of her idea to Zevran until she knew for certain if she could obtain those lessons.]
I won't give you brandy. And I don't know if you'd consider my food all that good.
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And not mention a word of her idea to Zevran until she knew for certain if she could obtain those lessons.]
I won't give you brandy. And I don't know if you'd consider my food all that good.