[Flashback] A catastrophic day (solo)

[Erdan Moonfire]

47th day of Summer 511 AV The sun was only starting to rise over the horizon. The day had barely started, yet it was already warm, the sweet mid-summer breezes blowing lightly. The grass moved with the wind, making a beautiful sight with the orange sky and the green grass. People where already moving about, doing there morning chores or getting ready to leave somewhere. The clutter of people and horses moving about only added to the warmth. But in the outskirts the amount of people and horses wasn't quite that bad, which is why Erdan liked to have his tent there. Indeed he did like people, that did not mean he wanted to be overrun by people when he stepped out of his tent in the morning. As he opened up his tent and went outside, he did his usual morning ritual. Stretching, drinking some water, having a light breakfast of bread. When he was finished he moved on to taking care of his horse. The beautiful black mare was huge, he was lucky enough to have found one this size, a smaller one might have had a hard time keeping him on its back. "There, there" He said, patting her as he put a bucket of some oat in front of her. She ate it hungrily. Money had been short lately and both his and her food had been worse and less than usual. But it was worth for Erdan, since he almost put more money on her food then his own. I hope I can take down at least a bird or two for dinner today. he thought as he brushed her mane with his comb, the only one he had. He was an okay hunter, but since his parents had died when he was so young, no one had had the time to teach him properly. When he was done brushing her he put on her Ylvas and jumped on. He looked out over the grass fields, they had stopped close to some trees that almost made out a forest. Maybe a bit to few to actually be called a forest, but if he was lucky there might be a couple of birds in there. He rode of into the woods, looking around, trying to listen for sounds of any sort of animal. Only silence, he thought bitterly as he rode slowly through the woods. Then he heard something, a fluttering of wings. He wasn't even sure if it was actually there or just in his mind, so deeply hoping to hear anything. He got of his mare and tide her to a tree, taking with him his bow and arrows, moving silently in the direction where he thought he had heard the sound. On a branch not far of he saw a bird, not a really big one, but big enough to make sure his stomach wouldn't be growling tonight. He strung an arrow to the string, aimed, shot. And missed. The bird flew away, Erdan running after it. A smarter person might have waited for the bird to land somewhere and then sneak up on it again but no. Erdans temper flared up and he ran right after it, trying to put a new arrow on the string while running. He took a shot and missed again, hitting a tree not to far off from the flying bird. Won't help if i waste all my arrows, he thought angrily and stopped. He put down his shortbow and grabbed the lowest hanging branch on the tree, pulling himself up. He grabbed the next one and tried to climb on, but in his anger he failed to keep in mind that he was a big man, and he cannot try to grab any branch there is. As the branch broke off, he fell to the ground with a loud thump. His anger doubled, now also having a cramp in his back. On his next try he made it up a bit on the tree and took his arrow down with him. As he looked to the tree next to him he couldn't believe his eyes, the bird, or a new one, it did not matter to Erdan, was siting on a low hanging branch. He picked up his bow and once again put the arrow to the string, hitting the bird as he let go of the string. Sitting on horseback again he was moving back to his tent. He put some more oat in the bucket and let his mare eat as he started to make up a fire.. He hadn't grilled anything since he was a boy, and was unsure how to do it. He plucked the bird, trying not to lose so much meat but still ripping of a few pieces of flesh here and there. He hung the bird on a stick above the fire, to close to the fire most people would realize. After awhile he took the bird of the stick. It was burnt on one side and barely grilled on the other. A perfect ending to a perfect day, he thought to himself sarcastically as he ate the ill tasting bird, looking out over the grass fields.

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XP Award! Name:Erdan Moonfire XP Award: Hunting- 1 Lore: Everyday Happenings Hunting Frustrations: Birds Cooking a bird Notes: Post was very hard to read. In fact, I had to click the 'quote' button to even read it. Also, please try to write more. The points are in the details. Describing more thoroughly the actions of your PC will go a long way Any questions or concerns about the rewards gained please send a PM