Post by Nixa on Sept 7, 2011 14:49:15 GMT -7
Lucidus sat at a steel table in the armory, attentively cleaning and polishing his crossbow. It was the middle of the night and he couldn't get any rest. The Assassin wasn't used to getting much sleep at all these days anyway. He needed a drink but had sworn to stop drinking when he noticed it affected his aim.
Sighing, Luz leaned back in his chair firing off a bolt at a target on the wall. "Damn... two centimeters to the right."
He quickly went back to adjusting his weapon.
Sighing, Luz leaned back in his chair firing off a bolt at a target on the wall. "Damn... two centimeters to the right."
He quickly went back to adjusting his weapon.
