ugo: "well all i know is that he was a apprentice blacksmith, who was killed by the guards for wanting to kill this man, then this archer had become the son of the father of the dead child"
Ah I see... *I start to leave the tavern, and I grab my pouch that I had left on the table.* I open the door to the tavern and the bright sun hits my eyes and makes me cringe.
Placing the wood and string delicately on the ground, I chop down some branches, then I pull out my dagger and begin carving the branches for practice.
Marc: You Hit one man with a fast strike to the arm, he falls in pain, you miss the other man, as he dodges every strike. To your suprise, the lady attacks the other man, she stabs him with a direct shot to the urethra, who than falls and dies in a matter of minutes.
Law: +1 craftsman
You carved with immense accuracy after a while.