The Hob's Bargain by Patricia Briggs6/23/2023 ![]() It didn't hurt that the steel bow shot farther than any of the village crossbows, almost as far as Koret's longbow. Though, as Kith observed dryly, it wasn't that hard, just point and shoot. I was still a beginner with the sticks, but at least I'd been a natural with the crossbow. My knapsack was nearby with the crossbow next to it. I set my sticks in the open-ended barrel with a dozen others. Sure enough, Koret was stepping up to the upturned manger that served as a podium in the barn. If all you learn is patterns, you might as well be dancing." Despite his brisk words, he pulled my hand away from my face so he could inspect the welt. "Raiders don't fight in patterns, anyway. "Are you all right, luv?" "She's fine," said Ice, his brother, coming up behind me. "Ouch," I said, stumbling backward out of further harm's way. SUMMER - The Growing Season FIVE Sticks clattered together like an odd sort of music, much faster than I'd have thought possible when I started this a couple of months ago. ![]()
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