Solo Fabled (Part 1)

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Fabled (Part 1)

Postby Kyra on August 22nd, 2013, 3:52 pm

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Timestamp: 72nd of Summer 513 AV

It was to be a day of luxury and easy living for the young kelvic. She was staying away from any adventures, fighting, blood shedding of any kind. She had earned a modest amount of coin earlier in the season and the season before, which she hadn't spent as of yet. Kyra decided that she would now and it was another reason to get out and wander around the busy city once again. She had gotten lost more than once before, but she wouldn't let this bother her if it were to happen again. Not this day, there was something in the air, something that told her that the day would be well and without a stressful moment.

Kyra dressed herself in a white blouse, a form fitting purple skirt, then slipped into her tall boots. Once the outfitImage. was complete, she moved to the table to get her mirror and look herself over. The kelvic's long blondish hair hung loose, and draped over her shoulders and the bangs were matted and clung to her face. A second hand reached down and picked up her brush and started to comb through her hair. Kyra had thought to leave it loose, but another moment, and she had changed her mind and wrapped her locks into twin pig tails.

Satisfied with her look. the girl retrieved her coin pouch and one of her daggers, before she headed out into the halls. The idea had crossed her mind to bring her katana, but in her current outfit, it would be that much more noticeable. Kyra walked through the halls, a light bounce in her step as she continued along with a lighthearted feeling. It was her down time and all that she felt like doing was enjoying the peace and staying away from anything serious. Working as a spy for some of the rich in the city, aiding sellswords outside the city, and whatever else exciting that she would end up doing, was tiring work.

But Kyra had a plain for the day and none of it would have her doing anything beyond what the commoners did on a daily basis. During her stay in the city, she had heard of a place called Sensual Scents, it was supposed to sell smelly items and the like. Things that she could use to keep her room fresh as well as herself. She got lost again on her way there, though she had already imagined that she would. However she was able to find it once she wandered into the right direction and caught the scent of the perfumes that were very different from the rest of the smells around.

It was an interesting place to visit for her, and the smells of the perfumes were almost too much for her to handle. At one point the young kelvic started to get a bit dizzy, until a kind man came over to check on her. He was bald, smiled a lot and seemed to enjoy closeness. A moment later Kyra learned that he took care of the shop and explained that she was in for shopping. That was all he needed to hear, and the man was off, trying to sell the girl everything in the place. He brought her attention to the lotions, ones that smelled sweet and of flowers. The man, confident in his salesmen ship took liberties with her and started to rub the lotions into the skin on her hands and arms.

Kyra started to protest, but that was before she found herself enjoying the scents that poured from her skin. By the time she left, she had gotten two 10 oz bottles of lotion and a 10 oz bottle w/atomizer. She was satisfied with her purchase and at least now her room would smell a lot better than it had. Leaving the shop, the kelvic looked around for another place to spend her coin. She walked further along the shopping area until she overheard two people talking about a comical show being put on in the theater. Kyra had recently visited the place and saw an opera along with her friend Orion. However, she imagined that this would be very different, but even so, a show was a show.

Deciding to put her shopping on hold, Kyra headed to the theater to see what the fuss was about. By the time she arrived, the performers were well into their act. Binger and Alhon were doing a show while using a short bow and an apple as their prop. Alhon stood with the apple on his head and Binger stood opposite him holding the bow. As anyone there had guessed, Binger was supposed to shoot the apple of his brother's head, but he seemed to be having trouble notching the arrow and holding the bow correctly.

It was hard to see from where she stood, Kyra wasn't the smallest girl around, but she was still short compared to many in the square. She slipped through the crowd as best as she could and made her way closer towards the front. The show went on and Binger continued to have trouble with the bow. Whether it was a part of the show, or just because he wasn't skilled enough to pull it off, the people were sure that he wasn't going to shoot. "Can I have a try?" the kelvic's voice suddenly broken the soft chuckles and brought the stage to a silent note. "I can shoot the apple..if you'll allow me?"
OOCpurchase - 2, 10 oz bottles of lotion = 8 sm 1, 10 oz bottle w/atomizer. 1 gm.

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Fabled (Part 1)

Postby Kyra on September 3rd, 2013, 7:47 pm

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Binger and Alhon stared in surprise at the young woman, as did everyone around her. She didn't look much like an archer, more like the daughter of a noblemen in the city. But the brothers were always looking for a good show, and they enjoyed getting the people watching in on their acts. Binger glanced at his brother and Alhon nodded his head in agreement. With a broad smile, Binger lowered the bow and turned towards the crowd with a wave of his hand. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a volunteer!"

The crowd applauded, looking on with great interest to see what would happen next. Binger reached out and extended his hand towards the kelvic and led her into the center of where their act was being performed. Giving the girl the bow, he stood behind her and gently cupped his hands over hers while trying to help her notch the arrow in. "Alright now love, all you need to do is.." he started before he caught sight of the wide golden eyes boaring into him.

"I know how to shoot arrows, I have done this before."

Alhon chuckled, but hid it as he readjusted the apple resting upon his head. He understood and appreciated his brother's concern, not wanting a quack archer firing arrows at him, but it looked more like he had his own interest in mind then anything. Binger smiled humbly and stood back to allow her room to work. "Whenever you're ready miss." Alhon said as he took a deep breath and stood as still as possible. There was silence in the crowd, many wondering if they were about to witness an accident, and others thinking it was all a part of the show.

Kyra stood with her legs spread apart, eyes focused on the target even before she lifted her arms. She raised the bow, and pulled back the arrow to where the feather gently tickled her cheek. The arrowhead shook slightly as she positioned it to rest on the apple. Drawing in a deep breath, she released the arrow. A tick passed, a wisping of air, as the arrow flew and sunk into the apple and inhaling it against the wooden frame on the wall behind Alhon's head. The shot had been so fast that by the time he blinked the arrow was already in it's target.

The crowd cheered suddenly, applauding the girl's talent and also waking Binger from his shocked, slumbered state. "Yes!!! Did you all see? What a shot!" the man smiled and clapped his hands loudly at her side. Kyra smiled and looked around at all the people, it seemed they really enjoyed her act. "Thank you for allowing me to try. It was very fun."


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Postby Kyra on September 5th, 2013, 4:15 am

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"Wait, you're not leaving already are you?" Binger asked, gently reaching out to touch her shoulder. "We're just getting started here love."

The crowd cheered at his words, some even offering up ideas for items the girl could shoot. Kyra held the bow by the handle with both hands, letting the stringed half roll off and rest against her legs. She hadn't expected to be added to the show card and was just wanting to try something out. "Well alright then.." she replied and turned back to face him.

Binger smiled and hugged the kelvic before lifting one of her arms for the crowd to see. "Let's give it up for...what is your name love?"

"Kyra.." she answered without looking at him. Her attention was now on Alhon, who for the passed few ticks had already been sitting up for the next trick. The man stood now with a small peach in each hand, and each hand was raised up and away from his head.

"What is he doing?"


Binger smiled and lightly patted the girl's shoulder, but instead of answering her, he decided to address the crowd at the same time. "Ladies and Gents, Our friend Kyra is going to now shoot the peaches from my brother's hands one after the other!" The crowd applauded, but at the moment, they didn't see what would be so hard about it. Alhon stood ready with a peach in each hand and nodded for the kelvic to continue. Binger gave a flamboyant wave of his hand and gave Kyra another arrow to use then stepped aside.

Kyra stared at the man for a moment, wondering which peach was she supposed to shoot first and if there was more to it. Was she supposed to do it fast, she didn't know.

Notching the arrow into the bow, she raised it up and placed the tip of the arrowhead to target the peach in his left hand. Alhon's expression changed slightly, his features cheerful yet mischievous. Slowly he started to lower one arm, as if the peach was too heavy, and mimicked the same movement with his other arm a tick later.

"I see what he is doing..he is trying to make this difficult for me."
The crowd was catching on now as well, and a few even chuckled at the man's antics. Kyra paused, standing very still and trying not to give away which peach she was aiming for. She inhaled a deep breath, quickly turned her aim and fired. Alhon flinched, the speed of the arrow knocking the peach out of his right hand before he had time to lower it again.


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Postby Kyra on September 21st, 2013, 9:49 pm

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There was a collective paused of silence in the courtyard for just a moment, before the realization spread over them all and a joyful cheer replaced the silence with a sound strong enough to break glass. Alhon was in shock, reaching to the ground and picking up the peach with the arrow through it. Binger was also surprised but was able to pull himself together a bit faster than his brother.

"What a shot!

"What a performance!"

"What a woman!"


Binger smiled brightly and gave another flamboyant wave of his hand towards the kelvic. Kyra smiled, she felt satisfied with her shot and at the fact that she was able to shock them both and even the crowd for that matter. Alhon finally put the pierced peach down and looked to take another when he paused in thought, trying the same trick twice seemed pointless since the girl had gotten them the first time.

"Now then, ladies and gents, the show is not done.."
Binger called.

He stepped away from Kyra and shuffled towards his brother and removed the peaches that he held in his hands and placed them back on the table. With a wink, he moved Alhon back into the place he was before. Turning to face the crowd, he held up a single peach and showed it to everyone before pushing it into his brother's mouth.

"Everyone..the target!"

Kyra's eyes widen and her mouth fell open. She, like the gasping crowd couldn't believe that they wanted her to attempt such a dangerous shot. However they weren't the only one's in shock. The look on Alhon's face told of his thoughts, and the man's eyes had never been wider. But he trusted his brother, and with a prayer to whatever gods or goddesses he believed in, the man stood his ground.

Binger spun on his heels and headed back to the center hyping the crowd as he moved. Kyra stared at him, uncertainty in her golden eyes as she looked back and forth between them. "You can not be serious? This is very dangerous, you can not ask me to try this."


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