064. Down By the Seaside

[samson]

[Dictated somewhat lazily.]

Alright, I haven't mentioned this in awhile and with the like... revolving door policy the castle likes to do, figured I should say something. Name's Brock, I have a little bit of land sort of southwest of the castle, off the main road to the city.

There's a community garden there if you don't feel like wishing for food or paying the townspeople with fake magic money. Which I totally get, by the way; it feels a little, uh... dishonest. Anyway, the garden's there for anybody who wants to use it. Just don't take everything without putting some work in too, alright?

I got a greenhouse too, in case you want to grow something out of season. There's also a smokehouse but I don't want anybody putting weird mystery meat in there so that's sort of off-limits, okay?

That's about all I wanted to say.

[A pause. Apparently he remembered something else, so--]

Oh, uh, if you see a little dude around the garden, that's just Frodo. So don't scare him or anything. He works for me.

[Vereesa.]
Hey. I'm guessing you went with everybody on that expedition, right? You back yet?

Comments

[sworn]

[She just sort of gives him a look.]

All of this trouble for a weapon? It's no wonder we elves have chosen to stick with bows and arrows.

[But she's just being difficult as she uses the cord to pull her bolt back and in place.]

[samson]

Well, they make smaller ones... and ones with a crank...

[But Brock likes it oldschool. Plus it makes him feel cool that he can pull it back by himself.

Brock is a macho jerk.]

Okay. So now you just kind of aim at the target and pull the trigger. Like a gun.

[sworn]

[Vereesa nods, and then holds up the crossbow and takes aim. Normally she wouldn't bother to spend so much time lining up a shot, but this is unfamiliar territory. It doesn't feel as her bow does, an extension of her own body. It's clunky and difficult. Then again, she's being equally difficult.

When she's good and ready, she fires the bolt. Bullseye!]

[samson]

[Hooray Vereesa! Brock laughs, clapping her on the shoulder.]

See? Pretty cool, am I right?

[sworn]

[She turns it over in her hands, as if deciding how she feels about it.]

I suppose. One would need to be quick about loading this for it to be effective in battle.

[samson]

Yeah, it's more of a, uh... one shot kill kind of thing. Hunting, or sneaking up on a guy...

[sworn]

More of an assassin's weapon.

[She hands the crossbow back to him, being more delicate with it than necessary.]

It is not for me, but it is quite powerful. You're incredibly fortunate to hold such a weapon in your arsenal.

[samson]

Well, yeah. Spy. [Spy, assassin... same difference.]

Just wanted to show you what you're missing out on.

i don't want to buy a paid just yet but all the happy vereesa icons i'm left with look seductive

[sworn]

Thank you for the demonstration. [She looks around] Since we are here, shall we continue on? I believe they have a bow that I could use. We can hold a contest to see whose aim holds true the longest.

same tbh except all i'm left with are joking icon and awkwardsmile icon

[samson]

[He laughs!!] Sure. Loser does what -- buys drinks? Gives up bragging rights?

[sworn]

Drinks. I'm sure neither one of us would give up any bragging rights even if we did lose.

[samson]

[True that, Vrsa. True that.] Then you're on.