Target practice... I like it...
Gisbert! Jim! Bulzur! Get out here! We've got some nice green targets to shoot!
Strings his fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers, fathers longbow and pulls an arrow from the ground, knocking it and squinting into the distance searching for the targets.
He thinks to himself, it's lucky that we have so many camels otherwise we wouldn't get to shoot people so often...