Her name was Panett.
Seren had learned it from their conversations during training sessions, and more formally when she had asked all of the archers to introduce themselves on their first day together.
The name had stuck in her memory.
Well... more precisely, Seren had learned it weeks ago when she first gathered the archers together and asked each of them to introduce themselves. At the time, it had simply been another name among many, a woman from Percvale, an archer, someone willing to train.
A seemingly good Archer.
Panett wasn't loud or attention-seeking. She kept to herself mostly, spoke when spoken to, and let her bow do the talking for her.
She wasn't young like Darion or Seren.
But she was still a young woman, probably in her mid-twenties, and notably unmarried.
