“Ooh, toggles. Can you make those too? I guess I’ll be sewing all day, if anyone needs anything mended.” Esme wasn’t quite sure which would be worse, to be fair. Bumps on the road or inadequate light in camp. Both awful for sewing flesh. Trousers, eh … Well, no one would die over it, at least.
“You got it.” She reached down to help Caro up without really thinking of it and was slightly surprised when he accepted. His hands were more calloused than you might expect for a mage. Then again, most mages didn’t conjure platemail and a big fuck off sword for battle. If her skin felt tingly for a moment, it had to be from manhandling that crossbow all morning. Esme nodded vaguely and went to collect her horse.
The second circuit went a little better, once she got the hang of using the hook. It’d be awhile before anyone could call her a marksman, though.
“You got it.” She reached down to help Caro up without really thinking of it and was slightly surprised when he accepted. His hands were more calloused than you might expect for a mage. Then again, most mages didn’t conjure platemail and a big fuck off sword for battle. If her skin felt tingly for a moment, it had to be from manhandling that crossbow all morning. Esme nodded vaguely and went to collect her horse.
The second circuit went a little better, once she got the hang of using the hook. It’d be awhile before anyone could call her a marksman, though.
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