"An art, Master Moorton?" Leonart scoffed, "You couldn't be more wrong. To think and to act, they are processes that any creature may perform, many without trying. To swing that sword is no art. It requires no skill, no mastery. Any fool could grab that sword and kill someone with it. A proper art requires training, passion for which to make something beautiful. And butchering with a sword does not fall into that category." He pulled two arrows from his quiver and set them to the bow. "You wish to see art?"
He fired both arrows, one flying off to pierce the first statue's (B) side (for 11 damage), the other into the second statue's (D) head (for 11 damage). "Beautiful, no, Master Moorton? Now that required some skill."
He fired both arrows, one flying off to pierce the first statue's (B) side (for 11 damage), the other into the second statue's (D) head (for 11 damage). "Beautiful, no, Master Moorton? Now that required some skill."