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The Diamond of Kalea is located on Kalea's extreme west coast and called as such because its completely made of a crystalline substance called Skyglass. Home of the Alvina of the Stars, cultural mecca of knowledge seekers, and rife with Ethaefal, this remote city shimmers with its own unique light.

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A point of pride

Postby Raeyn on June 29th, 2018, 7:34 pm

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18th of Summer 518

How did it happen that just a day later, Raeyn had once more found himself in the same place without fully intending to do so? Barely two rests have passed since the last time Raeyn stepped though the doors of the Shinya Pavilions albeit this time he was looking for nobody. Or at least that's what he had told himself.

Truthfully with the season's biggest hunt just a day away, Raeyn had been looking for something to do with himself and polishing his skills seemed like the right thing to do. He had grown so sick and tiered of being cooped up in his home, staying away from society like some early ageing hermit. Yet, perhaps Raeyn wasn't the most social creature but he was also easily bored. And there was little to do in a house that had neither the facilities to practice his aim nor a set up Alchemy lab where he could experiment his whims. An ambitious mind needed a constant source of entertainment to keep it's cogs turning and indeed Raeyn did consider himself very intelligent.

"Are you lost?" a voice asked and a hand rested on the Inarta's shoulder, startling him somewhat.

Turning around, Raeyn saw two Shinya acolytes, both seemingly in rather good spirits, with bows strapped across their backs and in full robe gear. it must have been their day off if they were hanging around the Pavilions dressed in such a manner instead on patrol or manning Lhavit's many great walls and bridges.

"No. Not quite?" Raeyn responded politely albeit quite mysteriously. He didn't really know how to put his presence there into words for he didn't really know why he was there in the first place.

"Are you new then? A new recruit?" one of the Shinya asked although it was unlikely he believed Raeyn to be one. He didn't look like no Shinya anyone's ever met.

"No."

"What then?"

"A hunter."

"A hunter?" They seemed surprised and as to why, Raeyn couldn't really tell. But before he had any time to reply to the oddly obvious question, the two men smiles at each other. "What a coincidence. Well, you see, me and Samuel here have decided on a little archery competition. Perhaps, mr hunter, you'd have time to judge it for us as I'd assume it would be your area of expertise."

Raeyn looked between the two; Samuel and the other who had introduced himself as Kane. They were clearly new to the city's sacred guard themselves. Two bright eyed youths with big dreams and much valour. "Of course." he smiled. "Perhaps I'll join my self. It would be a pleasure to beat two Shinya in a little friendly competition."


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A point of pride

Postby Raeyn on June 29th, 2018, 8:00 pm

Raeyn was far too sure of himself to say the least. He hardly had the skill to surpass two competent archers exponentially. But then again his bravado seemed to impress them a little. If you can't make it, fake it. That was a motto he lived by.

Together they had made their way to the nearest practice room. Suffice to say Raeyn wasn't quite prepared for sharing the afternoon with the company of virtual strangers but then again he had a trust in soldiers. An intuition with which he graced few other kinds of people.

The farthest wall was lined with round target shields. Each one of them was surrounded by hay bales and mattresses that protected the walls of the wooden structures from stray arrows. Each man took their stance at the white line directly in front of their respective target, the Shinya with their elaborate bows in hand, Raeyn with a practice bow. It was a little weird honestly. A part of him had hoped he'd end up shooting some targets today but yet he had come unprepared and using any bow other than that of his great grandfather seemed a little unnatural. At least if he lost miserably to his new acquaintances, he'd have something to blame it on.

"So the rules are; 10 points for the bulls eye, 5 for the white ring around it, 1 for the black and a big fat shyke all for the last ring. And if you miss the target all you get is shame. Agreed?" said Samuel before the target practice began. "We each get 5 arrows. Best out of 5 is the winner. How about it boys?" */r 1d5. 5- bullseye, 4 - white ring, 3- black ring, 2 - outer ring, 1- big fat shyke all

The other men nodded in agreement and so the game started.

Raeyn walked over to pull out an arrow from the stationary quiver by the small archery range and upon returning to his place, he knocked it onto the practice bow string, keeping it pointing down towards the ground. He breathed before raising the tip towards the target and pulling back on the bow string. A breathe out, a moment to aim and the arrow flew from his weapon with a swish.

Moments later with a thud, the arrow became impaled in the black ring of the target. Raeyn swore. Only one point. What petching luck on the day he chose to carry himself with such bravado. The others grinned between themselves and both aimed far better than he did though neither managed to hit the bullseye.

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A point of pride

Postby Raeyn on June 29th, 2018, 10:02 pm

The next shot went far better. A much slower shot during which Raeyn steadied his hands and controlled his breath. In his head he calculated the arch of trejectory which was far more like a steady line than an arch seeing how close they were to the targets. It was a lot different than hunting game. The targets didn't move. he didn't have to correct his aim to account for anything and that did take him a little out of his comfort zone, so used was he to those quick, gutsy estimations. Still in many senses this made hitting the target easier.

With all his might, the hunter drew the bow to it's optimal draw weight and released the arrow, sending it flying right into the first white ring around the bull's eye. The very corner of the metal touched the red but it wasn't enough to count it as a perfect shot. Still 5 points was better than nothing.

He turned to the Samuel and studied his stance as the acolyte aimed. "Lean a little bit back on your right foot." said Raeyn, attempting to verbally correct the man's technique. It was already pretty great but an onlooker could always help perfect it as they would see all the little flaws one couldn't see. "It will help you balance a little bit better. Always remember, your draw strength is in your dominant arm."

As Samuel listened to the advice he too aimed and shot his arrow which hit the bulls eye just left of centre. Suddenly Raeyn found himself wishing he didn't help the boy out. This attempt at being a good samaritan might cost him the competition.


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A point of pride

Postby Raeyn on June 29th, 2018, 10:17 pm

Yet another arrow had found itself into Raeyn's hands as he placed it against the bow string and fit it snugly into the little grove between his thumb and the wood of the practice bow. Again he drew the bow and keeping mindful of hi stance he listed the tip of the arrow to line up with the bulls eye. Once he released it though, instead of hitting anywhere he expected it to, it fell just a little short of the target and became stuck just at the very bottom of it. How in Mizahar had he managed to miss that shot quite so spectacularly.

"I don't get it. How are you this bad?" said Kane, laughing a little which truly wounded Raeyn's pride. Truthfully he wasn't quite sure how he suddenly became this bad either. A badly balanced and strung bow could have been the only explanation, surely. But he wasn't about to make that apparent.

"I'm going easy on you guys." replied Raeyn, forcing himself to laugh just as merrily. This was all in the name of good fun, right? Right?!

The hunter's insides burned with embarrassment. Perhaps it was just a bad day. Perhaps his shoulder wasn't quite recovered enough for archery practice just yet. Whatever the reason he was furious to be loosing so badly but he wasn't about to let his pokerface betray his true feelings.

He had two more shots. Two more shots that could redeem his reputation in the eyes of these two. Two shots, neither of which went quite to plan. Both arrows hit the central black ring and landed him just 1 point. And so in such a spectacular way Raeyn, the Inarta who were so famous for their superior bowmanship, had righteous petched it up. And indeed he was very sore about it on the way home. For Raeyn embarrassed himself quite admirably and wouldn't let this failure slide quite so easily. To call him a sore looser would be an understatement.

But at least he could say that he did have fun. He wouldn't admit it to anybody but fun he did have.


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A point of pride

Postby Madeira Craven on July 14th, 2018, 12:15 am

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Skills
  • Socialization: 2xp
  • Observation: 2xp
  • Acting: 2xp
  • Gambling: 2xp
  • Weapon- shortbow: 3xp
  • Meditation: 2xp
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  • Observation: Identifying an off-duty Shinya
  • Acting: if you can't make it, fake it
  • Lore of false confidence
  • Archery: judging distance
  • Teaching: correcting archery posture
  • Acting: faking merriment

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-Wounded Pride: Raeyn will be butt-hurt for several bells and sour for the next decade.

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