[Darkleer keeps looming, and suddenly Archermedes is in his hand, the legendary bow thrumming quietly in his grip. The weapon is almost as tall as he is, taller than Gamzee. Never taking his eyes off the young troll, Darkleer reaches behind him, towards his quiver and an arrow.]
[It's all a bluff; he wouldn't really shoot the young troll, not unless he had to. But he's hoping the wiggler will get the message he's trying very clearly to send: Run.]
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[Darkleer keeps looming, and suddenly Archermedes is in his hand, the legendary bow thrumming quietly in his grip. The weapon is almost as tall as he is, taller than Gamzee. Never taking his eyes off the young troll, Darkleer reaches behind him, towards his quiver and an arrow.]
[It's all a bluff; he wouldn't really shoot the young troll, not unless he had to. But he's hoping the wiggler will get the message he's trying very clearly to send: Run.]