Closed Interested in the bow (Inia Skyglow)

[Soren Frostfawn]

20th Spring 513AV The quiver of arrows was fastened around his waist, hanging from his right hip filled with about 25 arrows. Soren fastened the rough leather arm guard to his left forearm as he would normally draw the bowstring back with his right hand. He also made sure he grabbed his archer's glove and put it on his middle three fingers of his right hand. The only thing left was to grab his shortbow which he did and he cradled it in his left hand walking out the door toward the archery ranges. It was a nice day in Avanthal. The snow wasn't falling on this day and the sun was as out as it ever was which was still a little obstructed. It was as if the light of the sun were being filtered through a thin shade on this morning. The archery ranges were typically empty early in the mornings. It was a perfect time to practice Soren thought as he knelt behind a wooden board ten feet away from a target and took aim, shooting arrow after arrow in a volley of five rapidly. He was working off of pure instinct and muscle memory and nothing more as three out of the five arrows hit the edge of the target, the other two grazing the edge and leaving little knicks in the wood landing about two feet behind the target sticking out of the dirt floor. Soren sighed, he was still not up to par with even Miria. His eyes became determined, if he were to give Miria a run for her money or even become an adequate rival he would have to practice much harder.

[Inia Skyglow]

Inia bounced along through Avanthal cheerily. She'd had a fantastic, if busy, week, and was excited to work off her reservoir of joy. Even though she was happy at work, she seemed to explode with a manic, childlike energy whenever she had a day off, especially after a long week. Her thoughts strayed from her feet, as they often did. Having a day to herself was grand, but she found herself with more restlessness than she was able to make use of. A hobby, perhaps. Well, sewing and leatherwork were my hobby, but now they're a job... So why not a new hobby? She smiled as she queried herself. She was certainly an odd sight; she was gesturing to herself and jumping as she walked, occasionally spinning in little mid-air circles. She'd twirl around before turning to walk a different direction, all the while lost in her own thoughts. “Yes, a hobby,” she thought aloud, attracting looks from passersby. “Something I've never done before, or even thought to do before!” She twirled as she spoke, looking at her surroundings, waiting for a burst of inspiration. “Something exhausting, physically and mentally demanding. Doesn't have to be particularly rewarding, although... Hmmm...” She twirled again, looking directly behind her. She cocked her head to one side, an eyebrow raised, surveying the archery range from a distance. “Never been in there,” she said excitedly, half-running toward the building excitedly. “Never even held a bow before. Think I saw one shot once!” She smiled as she reached the building, peering in one of the windows. It wasn't easy to see, but she could hear someone inside. She threw the door open, knocking it against the wall with a loud thud. “Hello!” she said loudly, forgoing caution or politeness completely. “I fancy learning archery, anyone care to teach me?”