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Ambrose watches the river for fish. Spotting a small school he grins and moves further west, following them, careful not to let his shadow fall over the water. He slowly raises his sword and plunges it into the water, with a *splash!*. He groans loudly as the fish all dart away at the noise and sudden movement. "Dammit." He sighs, before beginning to move on again to look for more fish.
Vera heard splashing coming from downstream and narrowed her eyes suspiciously. She headed further into the forest cover and crept along the treeline, watching the river for signs of movement, until she spotted a boy standing near the Brom banks. She slowly drew her bow off of her back and pulled an arrow from her quiver. She noticed him flail at the water and curse a moment later and smirked in amusement. She slowly lowered her bow for a moment, realizing he was no threat. Still, I could have a little bit of fun... she thought mischievously as raised her bow again and let an arrow sail across the river about a foot in front of his face and plummet into the trunk of a tree across the bank.