He looked over and nearly facepalmed. "For real? An arrow- okay. Okay." He groaned. "You are, quite possibly, the luckiest person I have ever met- and I have known some lucky people." Arrow finished clearing the area around him, then stalked back over to Aus and dropped his sword on the ground...
He blew some hair out of his face and huffed. "You're no fun, Miku," he called, remarking on her being annoyed at his gloating. "Live a little! And, seriously, big guy, learn to live a little. I'm still in the prime of my life! Only the good die young! So I've got a good hundred thousand years!"...
He huffed. "Yeah, yeah, didn't take that into account. Still! Let me have my moment." Arrow nearly pouted, pulling the same trick on another clone with care. "Haha! Another, struck down by my hand!" He was actually sparkling while he smirked. "Goes to show how awesome I am!"
...after next!" He took advantage of a lull in his corner to test the weight of the sword, then switched it to his main hand and dug out a dagger. *Okay, I'm a short sword specialist, but longswords are slashing weapons. Heavy blows. Not quick, pointed strikes.* He took a test swing at a clone...
Arrow shouted a word of thanks to Ardyn and elbowed the thing behind him in the face. "Against a wall! Someone get on the stairs and lure them that way!" When Aus was sent flying across the room, Arrow sighed internally and hopped onto a table, running over to assist. He avoided a strike and...
...huffed, spinning to avoid a strike and stabbing a thing in the elbow. "Don't forget I've got over twenty-five years of combat experience!" He delivered a palm strike to one of the monsters. "I'm a *veteran*. Be respectful!" He laughed, as if it was only dancing and not potentially...
..."Ranged, fire! Melee in! Healer! We need a healer!" He loaded bolts and rapidly shot them from his hand crossbow, cursing his growing complacent. *Nothing's going to happen, they said. It'll be fine, they said.* He didn't seem to take into account that nobody there knew him, relying on his...
Arrow groaned. "You people really want to start something? Look, man," he added, directing his gaze towards the hooded figure. "We apologize for the problems." He smiled. "Really, no ill will. And you, the girl, forgot your name already- redhead- is that a challenge?" His smile turned into a...
Arrow jolted when she got up and assessed the situation. He's been staring at us for a while... but is that just a misunderstanding? She's drunk. "Hey, hey, hey, wait a second!" He stood up as well, sweeping everything of his into the inside pocket of his coat. Thank God it was enchanted...
Arrow raised an eyebrow. "Your house? I received mine from Tiller, down the street, I was dropping some leather." He laughed. "You worry too much. I'm sure it's nothing." We're dealing with a burglar? Though his words were lighthearted, he went instantly on alert, and it'd be plain as day to...
"That's always a possibility," he said nonchalantly, leaning back and putting his feet up on the table. He took a drink from the flask at his waist. "I came because I was bored and I'm not contracted for the next few months. A man's gotta do what he's gotta do, right?" Arrow laughed. "Anyways...
He turned and raised an eyebrow at Aus. "Didn't she just take role, pigeon?" The name didn't seem to hold any meaning, but by the way he said it, it must have been derogatory. Arrow withdrew the letter and tossed it up, leaning over and throwing it onto Aus's table with a flourish and a smirk...
Arrow raised both of his hands, one of them still bearing a knife. "Me!" he cheered, grinning at Lillian. "You're very pleasing to look at." He leaned forward. "Miss Lily, huh? Got a thing for being on top?" All his years of experience kept him on his toes, relaxed and yet ready to jump up. He...
"Mm... I'm a great compromiser," he said with a grin. "I once compromised with a guard who caught me over a wall," he said, to answer Shiki's question. The latter half of his confession came after the newcomer entered. "I slit his throat instead of letting him call his friends." His eyes slid to...
He laughed. "We rarely do. Watch your pockets." He wiggled his fingers and grinned slyly. "I'm actually more of a burglar than a pickpocket, so you can relax."
"Eh, whatever you want to call me. Adventurer, cat-burglar, petty thief..." He was flipping the knife through his fingers once more as he said this, seemingly unconcerned by the admittance. "I'm pretty good at climbing stuff, and I've hired on with a few groups. I'm old, now, but, y'know, same...
Arrow chuckled softly. "That excited about a hundred, huh? I took as much from a merchant home in West City. But I was interested in the quest. Been a while, so I'm a bit rusty," he said amusedly, twirling the knife once more. "I have to say, the ambience is perfect, and the great hero Arrow H...
He fought to keep from grinning. "Sure, darling, and you can just call me Arrow," he drawled, blinking deliberately. "Where do y'all come from?" He looked up at the sudden intrusion and took in the redhead's disheveled appearance. "Ponytail gang." He didn't appear to be saying it to anyone, but...
He stopped twirling the knife and the mouse sat still. The blonde looked up, leaning forward on his hand and raising an eyebrow boredly at the two of them. "You two got the letter?" he asked, his voice monotone. His eyes darted between them, supposedly sizing them up.