97mg
Explorer
Wrenwil
~Embarrassing.~ That was one word for it, yes.
In the dead of night the old cleric of Pentos continued in vain to assemble a crossbow he'd never laid eyes on, under the cover of not only darkness, but also a confounded blanket. It just wasn't happening for him. Either the design and assembly was some foreign bastardization of a "proper" crossbow, or he'd forgotten the basics. Let's face it, he hadn't had need for a range weapon for quite a long time... a very very long time.
He grunted in disdain, and moved to hand the contraption back to Ordechai.
"It's useless. A waste of time. These ingredients are unknown to me, and while I stand here de-masculinated and ashamed, our crew is in the heat of battle. I can hear the knight doing his work. Perhaps we should move closer, surely any further sky-born scum would already have descended?"
[Craft check = 7 owch.]
~Embarrassing.~ That was one word for it, yes.
In the dead of night the old cleric of Pentos continued in vain to assemble a crossbow he'd never laid eyes on, under the cover of not only darkness, but also a confounded blanket. It just wasn't happening for him. Either the design and assembly was some foreign bastardization of a "proper" crossbow, or he'd forgotten the basics. Let's face it, he hadn't had need for a range weapon for quite a long time... a very very long time.
He grunted in disdain, and moved to hand the contraption back to Ordechai.
"It's useless. A waste of time. These ingredients are unknown to me, and while I stand here de-masculinated and ashamed, our crew is in the heat of battle. I can hear the knight doing his work. Perhaps we should move closer, surely any further sky-born scum would already have descended?"
[Craft check = 7 owch.]