[She nods. She knows what kind he's referring to. She had seen it in the draft. Watched as her arrows flew towards the large target the wigs presented. That had made her grateful for her own smaller wings. If she had to have wings at all, at least they weren't so evident.
But that does lead to a thought that she never really had before.]
[voice]
But that does lead to a thought that she never really had before.]
The cultists are native?