(Shut it you *Rams apple in Toms mouth* Shhhh! Silly Sausage! ) Lily: *Grabs a bow and arrow* Ready?
(imma start rping) Tom: *already in the archery ring, firing arrows at the targets, hitting bullseye almost every time*
*looks at herold, still firing White arrows at the targets* I'm tom, son of Artemis, godess of the hunt