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(wow this picture is big)
In the Folset woods, Thaddeus and Goslynn both met up around Tyr'Eremandu. Thaddeus had set up various targets as a griffin throughout and around the trees and branches. The daylight shined through the leaves and branches, leaving rays of sunlight to reach the forest floor.
"So. I've set up bullseye targets up high on the branches, in various nooks and crannies. I'm going to fly around the massive branches, they'll act as things I'm trying to dodge. It's your goal to shoot what targets you can. We'll reset when I need to shapeshift again. I don't want to try it mid-flight. Got it?" The man then gripped the apex of his whip and began channeling. "We also.." He seemed to press his lips, as if he'd regret saying it. "You won't have much to hold onto while you're riding me. If.." He looked genuinely pained. "..If you need it, we can try to also add a saddle to keep you on."