"Is that the sum of the difficulties with your weapons?" She asked finally.

"...I think so." I shuffled through my memories of all of my conversations with my fellow marksmen, where we had complained about our weapons. I think I had touched on all the points.

"Hmmmm..." Durithana pondered. "I'll see what we can do. Let me go see if I can get my help back for this."

"Then I'll get out of your way." I told her, my stomach telling me that it was about time for lunch anyway.

My household fell in behind me as I returned to our home.

"Had I not seen how effective your weapons...