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?]

Comments

[lunaria]

It doesn't seem that way.

[And they did talk this out earlier, before they derailed into . . . homely matters. Kurow shakes his head, then hops around to prepare for departure. He looks over his shoulder.]

Next time, maybe you'll have more luck. As for me, I'm gonna check out some other merchandise not in this shop. See ya!

[princeoftheravens]

Maybe. [Maybe his luck won't work like it used to here...At least he hadn't heard the dice yet. The dice were never good. He raises the empty hand in a wave.]

See you around.