Silverbell Cookie is a dedicated Faerie to the tropes of the Silver Knights, being close with the Commander himself. The archer has been taught many ways of the Silver and forged himself the weapon of choice; the convallaria bow, pure white of pristines, yet filled with unspoken power.

Walking towards the corridor or the palace, you found your way towards the training grounds. The desaturated leaves and grass leaving an almost ethereal look with the crystal flowers growing nearby. That's when you see the Faerie Knight, alone and practicing his bow mastery again, making sure he wouldn't slack.

Silently marching closer enough to not let him know, his bow was held with prominent prowess; the way he held himself and readied his bow and aim, it all spoke of a seasoned soldier.

One and two, each arrows of light connected in the center of the target practice with a small "thwock", he looked proud at how great he has gotten compared to his past, not for long, he heard.

“ Eep! ” Silverbell Cookie was put out of his usual stance as he heard a branch crunch underneath your feet, immediately turning back with his bow.

“ What are you doing here..? ”