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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 9, 2012 12:27:13 GMT -5
Signups!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2012 14:34:11 GMT -5
Cayn signs up.
Bows: 80
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 9, 2012 21:22:23 GMT -5
Raven signs up.
Bows: 75
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 13, 2012 19:51:04 GMT -5
Jory signs up.
Bows (90).
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 20, 2012 1:36:44 GMT -5
Jory: 90 Raven: 75 Cayn: 80 Jackson Snow: NPC Gilbert Swyft: NPC Gareth Saan: NPC
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 20, 2012 10:21:44 GMT -5
Round 1: Participants must roll over 130 to continue
Jory: 183 Raven: 151 Cayn: 139 Gilbert: 110 Jackson: 130 Gareth: 178
All the contestants shoot well, five advancing to the next round at seventy-five paces. Jory Stone's shooting is noted for the machinelike precision he employs as his arrow hits dead center.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 20, 2012 10:34:32 GMT -5
Round 2: 140 or above
Jory: 170 Raven: 153 Cayn: 152 Jackson: 129 Gareth: 109
Jory again makes the best shot, and three advance to the final round.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Dec 20, 2012 10:37:18 GMT -5
Final Round: Highest Total
Jory: 185 Raven: 159 Cayn: 177
Raven takes her shot at the eighty-pace target, and her arrow strikes right next to the center. Cayn nods approval as his own shot hits dead center. He raises his hands in triumph, before, without a flicker of emotion, the Eagle lines up his shot and splits his arrow with his shot. The crowd breaks out in cheers.
Winner: the Eagle (+3 Bow) Raven: +3 Cayn: +3
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2012 11:19:12 GMT -5
Cayn grins at his fellow competitors and winks at them, and bows to Jory for his victory.
"Well done," he says, collecting his arrows.
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Post by The Eagle on Dec 20, 2012 12:31:28 GMT -5
Jory winked, and smiled at the man. "I'm impressed that you managed to do so well. Where did you learn to shoot like that?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2012 12:34:45 GMT -5
"My uncle was a fletcher," he lied, "he would take me out to the Kingswood to practice when I was a boy. And you?"
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Post by Raven Umber on Dec 21, 2012 22:12:22 GMT -5
Raven shook her head, and nodded at Cayn. "Congrats Jory. Very well shot the both of you." She smiled lightly at them and walked off, holding her bow. She wanted a few moments alone before the melee event.
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