Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20140107015511/@comment-7497475-20140108235702

With a quick flick, Galene shifted the bow into it's melee form. Flipping the grip in her hand, she waited to come into range of a tree, ready to loop the short flail like weapon around a branch.

Gods this is insulting, only just started and I have to use this.

Entering the mass of branches and leaves, Galene threw the blade of Venatorum Arcu around a decent sized branch. As the string went tight, she came to a sudden stop. Flipping upside down, she hooked her feet around her perch and pulled herself up. Unwinding her weapon, she returned it to bow form. Feeling a bit better about the situation now, she slid it over her shoulders, before dropping to the ground.

''Well, I'm down and no one is here. Good, means I don't have someone to slow me down just yet.''

Looking up, Galene judged the right direction for her to go, setting off at a run.