3rd - I may be a fool, but I intend to be a live fool.

[princeoftheravens]

Who: Matrim Cauthon and you!
Where: Inside the Nostalgia Nook
When: Morning to Afternoon
Style: [Action!]
Status: Open~!

[Today, Mat's decided to look through all the selections of longbows, and if what he's muttering is any clue, he isn't finding what he's looking for. Only really seeing all the bows on his right doesn't help any.]

Blood and ashes...Too short. And that one feels about to crack... [He reaches for a couple more, lifting them individually before putting them back with a grumble, leaning on his ashandarei a bit.]

Too light. And that one was too heavy. [He turns left to better see the selection, lifting another possible choice before putting it back with a sigh.]

This one's too tall. And all of these probably wouldn't have enough flaming range. [Bother him?]

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[princeoftheravens]

[He nods.]

I will. You should too. [She seems like a nice girl after all. Everywhere had it's dangers, for all this place seemed much safer than his own world.

He walks a bit away, then turns around and tips his hat to her a little. No harm in displaying the little manners he has.]

[tsundyne]

[Manners seem to be a rare commodity among the men where she's from, so she definitely appreciates it. She starts to walk a different way, nodding, but even as she does, she'll give him a small wave before turning away completely.

Another archer...

She'll definitely find him again sometime.]