Rolan observed the knights scatter and take to their strategies. A lot of going to ground and staying low, though a trio was moving on Thrinax as he moved rather casually down the hill, noting the flying duo, before turning his attention back towards who was visible. The Captain had not gone to ground, whether that was because she had not had the time to go to ground, or because of some other reason, some foolhardy effort to prove herself maybe, didn't matter. He couldn't do anything to prevent that, but he had to hope the other knights would be able to intervene more directly to draw Thrinax's attention. At this point Rolan had stopped moving, settling into a low crouching position, putting himself into the most stable position he could to line up his shot. The dragon's movement was slow, for now, but he wasn't going to waste his shot yet.

Rolan settled his breathing, quelling his nerves and concerns, pushing everything out of his mind except the basics. Pick his target, the eye. He didn't trust the witch's enchantment to let his crossbow bypass glittering scale, and he watched every twitch, every movement, the subtle motions of the head as Thrinax gauged his surroundings, chose his target in the Captain, tracking every detail he could in the time span he had to work. He would take aim with his crossbow, slow in comparison to his rapid volume of shots earlier in the challenges they had faced, clamping down hard on his misgivings, his nerves, every concern and what if racing in the back of his head. Now was not the time to doubt and panic, he could do that later when he had time alone to ruminate. Slow his breathing, force himself into a state of absolute control over himself, for as brief a period as needed.

He couldn't loose his shot while Thrinax remained unengaged, such a small target was easy to shield and guard. No, he had to wait until the Captain was in the greatest danger, under direct attack, and sure enough the blistering speed at which the dragon covered ground would have certainly thrown off any shot he had made prior. Instead, as the claw came down, Rolan exhaled and let loose his crossbow bolt, not waiting to see if it connected or not. With his first shot loosed, and position revealed if it hadn't been before, Rolan began moving and firing as fast as he could span the crossbow, only pausing his movement to draw aim and fire again. After the first shot, he was attempting to keep Thrinax from being able to leave the weaker spots exposed, distracting rather than outright going for killshots, well, wounding shots rather since a single crossbow bolt to the eye wouldn't fell a dragon, let alone Thrinax. If he was shooting to kill he would be poisoning his bolts, but right now that was not necessary. A solid enough shot that would allow poison to work would also count as wounding the dragon he suspected. But for now, focus on putting enough bolts towards Thrinax to, if he was lucky, distract. If he was luckier, maybe even wound Thrinax.