Archery
Be Prepared
"Alright! Take five!"
The voice boomed over the field of workers raising tents. The location for the food had been established, after much diliberation, and those Recruits and Rangers that had volunteered to get everything prepared for the Archery Competition were out of breath in the afternoon sun that glared from the golden crowns of the Sunstrider towers.
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Just An Idea
An archery tournament? He wants an archery tournament?
"Don't worry, Brightsinger. This year doesn't need to be nearly as formal as the previous years."
So there will be no masked ball, no jugglers and special entertainment; it will just be an archery tournament.
"As you have pointed out, so have the Sergeant Majors explained to me ... the troops are restless. They need something, and I think an archery contest might also help us recruit for the Farstriders."
He can be so optimistic sometimes, with that smile. Alright, I'm game.
(( OOC Information!
Eversong Ranger Corps (The Farstriders) will be hosting an Archery Contest at the gates of Zul'Aman (maybe)! The date and time is still in the works, so stay tuned!
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Holding Up
A young elf thrashes against a wooden floor like a thing gone mad.
Jousting & Archery Contest....and a Ball.
"Message from the Ranger General for you Marshall." The courrior handed Huor the sealed scroll.
Huor slide his letter opener through the royal seal and unrolled the scroll. His eyebrow began to twitch in great annoyance as he skimmed down the message. "Damn that Brightwing!" The marshall growled as he crushed the scroll between his rough hand. "Now he'll have me playing babysitter to a bunch of nobles and commoners...To raise the moral of the kingdom...As if I haven't already enough to do as it is....Arrrggghhhh!"
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March 28th:
Bows, Sisters, and The Fruit Stand Terror
"Janiil....I m-mean Asilia, you h-haven't used a b-bow since you were a s-sentinel, and that w-was a long time ago," Jasria spoke softly as her white haired twin leaned against the stone wall of the training courtyard. Fiddling with a bow string, before glancing up at Jasria, who was doing alot better but kept oddily purring and mewing almost at random in her elven form.
"Its....only been....." Asilia pauses as she starts counting on her fingers, pauses again before seeming to lose track and starting over. Again seeming to lose count as she counts her brow furrowing before dropping her hand back to the bow, ".....a.....year.....or..two......maybe three...or thirty?"
Jas raises an eyebrow, "Do you even r-remember?"
