Dragonvein book Four
“The energy must not rule him. He must harness it.
The bow he held - a gift from Kytain - felt like a perfectly natural extension of his arm; which was to be expected, seeing as how it had been made specifically for him by the finest craftsman in all of Lumnia. The same could be said of the deadly accurate arrows he carried. In fact, together with soft leather shoes helping him to creep silently through the leaf-covered forest floor and deerskin shirt and trousers making him practically invisible, he was the perfectly equipped hunter. The clothes had been a gift too, but from his father. He'd had them made for him solely for this particular type of hunt.
No matter how many times Kytain took him into the dense forests of the Prustoni Estate, Martok never felt quite the same contentment as when he was here, in the places where his father had taught him as a child to track and live off the land – without the aid of magic.
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