[Nott sets on the crayon scribble of a tether around Dylan's wrists with the crossbow bolt, straining a bit. Bolts are more made for piercing than cutting.]
Ben...jamin.
[Yeah, that doesn't sound convincing, but Nott's a little distracted by trying to remove the binding on the other woman's wrists.
Eventually, she groans and puts away the bolt and finally brings out her shortsword. Obviously these things are tougher to cut than she thought.]
no subject
Ben...jamin.
[Yeah, that doesn't sound convincing, but Nott's a little distracted by trying to remove the binding on the other woman's wrists.
Eventually, she groans and puts away the bolt and finally brings out her shortsword. Obviously these things are tougher to cut than she thought.]
Keep an eye out, okay?