MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Onyx-Three had been diligent in practicing with his bow and arrows ever since he had received them from the Blacksmith. He had returned several times for lessons, but he knew it was also important to learn through applied practice such as hunting. And there was no better place to hunt than Pegasus. The quiver of arrows was slung over his shoulder, one hand holding a bow and the other gripping a dagger. It was annoying how there was no way for him to carry the two weapons otherwise. But he had no experience in crafting outside of repairing rusted weapons. They hoped to find a solution to this, perhaps an attachment to his quiver that allowed for them to be carried that way as well?
He felt the grass sway against his legs, only barely reaching his thigh. Now that he had reached his full size, everything seemed just a bit smaller. And he found a preference for a bipedal stature. All his training had utilized the stance, and now anything on all fours felt a bit more uncomfortable than he liked. Standing in the middle of the meadow, their gaze swept from side to side, looking for something.
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