Adrasteia? Not an archer. She's barely drunk, really, but she's so small that one good mead is enough to have her more than tipsy. So she closes one eye and takes her best shot (which is hands down not as terrible as it could be but is still bad), throwing her arms in the air with a loud whoop when she does manage to hit the target rather far from center.

Please to be tossing her reward at her, Jone, otherwise she's just going to bound over there looking like an overeager child.

"I think I won something."