(514-05-18) Archery Round One
Summary: Tria and Syndra compete, Aeryn and Perin observe
Date: 05-18-514
Related: Wedding Tourney and events
tria syndra aeryn perin 


Perin walks with Aeryn amongst the various contests. "Yes, for being unhorsed, I am still enjoying myself. The company should be commended, I am grateful to be with you Sir Aeryn." Cordial day, he's back to titles for now at least.

Meanwhile, as they near the field for archery, there are contests under way there. There is a young man ready for his opponent so to speak, the hay targets changed out for the marking of the contest. He has red hair, hints of facial hair spurting out, some commoner lad who probably works in a stable, but is clean today and devoid of scent of course. He breaths in, trying to still his breath. It is early morning for contests, the golden morning sun breaching over the city and shining on the grass before him. Droplets of dew shine and sparkle there before them, as if the way to Avalon itself.

"I went four passes against him, I think it was the luck of the favor you granted me. I do challenge you though in this tournament as in last, though now that we both have a name, I will have to think of an appropriate wager." Aeryn smiles, "You did well against so talented an opponent."

With her bow, Tria moves to stand nearby her competitor, "Good luck," she wishes him before nocking an arrow and looking towards the target. She will wait until both are ready and they are told to begin, then she will release it.

Success
Tria checked her bow of 15, she rolled 11.

Failed.
You make a check for Young Archer at 13, you rolled 19.

"You were amazing Aeryn," says Perin, forgetting title with a little bit of excitement for her, he chuckles at her wager comment. "I tried, but he was rather skilled. A lesson, we should not overlook our elders, they have much to teach us maybe. Though, I prefer learning from you." She always beats him with a sword.

The young lad looks to Tria, squeaking voice a little, "Uh, Hello … good luck … ma'am …" He can't stop looking at her, even as he readies his first arrow. He has troubles notching it, then fires and his doesn't even hit the target. Its in the hay of the target stand, but no score for him. He chuckles, shakes his beet read face, "Good shot ma'am …"

Coming into the area where the archery is being held is Syndra. The Baverstock lady is dressed in a simpe yet elegant black gown. A bow and quiverof arrows are carried with her and she lingers near the crowd to watch the current match, waiting her turn with calm and patience.

Why thank you," Tria offers to the younger lad. A smile is given, she readies another arrow but tries to reassure him, "Just breathe, it gets easier from here." There's a playful look, a glance over to Perin where she winks, then she takes aim and looses another arrow.

Success
Tria checked her bow of 15, she rolled 9.

Critical Fail!
You make a check for Young Archer at 13, you rolled 20.

Failed.
You check your awareness at 10, you rolled 18.

The young man nods, and watches her, breath and it gets easier. And her breathing, he sighs, nerveously. Then shakes his head, trying to pull another arrow. Ah, but Tria. He aims, shakely, pulls and lets it go. It hits the middle of the field, no where near the target at all. He squeaks a nervous laugh, then says, "Sure it does …. you make it look so good." A nod, then a cough, "I mean, archery … but …"

As the boy stumbles, Perin continues to talk to Aeryn. He sees Tria, but isn't sure why she looked his way, the wink missed of course. Unless Aeryn notices it.

Meanwhile down field, another bout is lining up. This one is a middle aged lady, with a bow herself, she is called to a set of targets just cleared, as is Lady Syndra de Baverstock. The mature lady comes out with some dignity, looking to see who her opponent might be.

Success
Aeryn checked her awareness of 15, she rolled 13.

Syndra steps forward towards the targets as she is called. The Baverstock regards the other lady calmly and with respect. She inclines her head politely. "Good luck to you. May we both learn something from this." Comes the calm composed tone of the Baverstock lady. She draws out an arrow and readies herself to shoot waiting for the singal to begin before she will fire. The older lady is likely more experienced than she but Syndra seems relaxed and ready to at least make the attempt at challenging her.

At Perin's side, Aeryn watches the competition, of course in doing so, she notices the wink. A quirk of her lips and she slips an arm possessively through that of her betrothed, a smile given up to him as she continues the conversation.

Trying not to be amused by the wild shot of the commoner beside her, Tria offers another smile. "You're getting there." She encourages. Placing another arrow, she draws back and looses it..

Failed.
Tria checked her bow of 15, she rolled 18.

Failed.
Syndra checked her bow of 10, she rolled 15.

Success
You make a check for Young Archer at 13, you rolled 4.

Failed.
You make a check for Average Archer Lady at 15, you rolled 17.

The young lad goes this time, for once calming down. Making a good shot, enough to get some points at least for now. "You're right, just stay calm." Then he looks at Tria, and forgets what he was supposed to be calm about, a gulp comes to him as he prepares for another volley.

His few ranges down, the lady nods the same, "Good luck to you as well, I shall hope we both do well." Cordial the same. When it comes to her turn, she fires and misses, hitting but not the target of course. Syndra is much closer on her volley.

Standing with her own bow, Tria laments her miss, but for now she doesn't look at Perin and his woman. Instead, she attempts to try and wrap it up with this shot.

Success
Tria checked her bow of 15, she rolled 9.

Failed.
You make a check for Young Archer at 13, you rolled 14.

Drawing in a slow breath Syndra fires her first arrow. It misses the target but as she glances subtly aside she sees her opponet did a bit worse than she. Dark eyes regard the target carefully as she prepares another arrow drawing it back to fire towards her mark. She takes in another slow breath and as she releases it she lets the arrow fly.

Critical Fail!
Syndra checked her bow of 10, she rolled 20.

Success
You make a check for Average Archer Lady at 15, you rolled 12.

The boy again misses the target itself, turning to Tria, "Gosh … you're good." And pretty, his eyes completely tell that story, she can see right away.

Perin is held closer by Aeryn, it serves to keep his attention on her. "I have to make it to the Falcony fields today. I think the hunstemen for the tourney have picked a few wonderful locations. Will you ride out with me?" To her of course.

For Syndra, while she misfires in a manner, the lady hits and scores for the round. "Relax, dear, I am sure you will do fine." As if to account for Syndra's fire as something of nerves, not to credit her own skill so much at all.

"Thank you, maybe I could teach you some, sometimes." Tria offers then moves to collect her arrows. Expensive things for a commoner. A curtsy is given the judging booth before she makes her way off the field, looking back to blow a kiss at Perin. Just because she's Tria.

Tria leaves, heading towards the Market Square [North].

Syndra misses her next shot as well while her opponet hits the target. The Baverstock lady remains composed though not getting annoyed or upset, not visiblly anyway. She looks the very picture of regal composure as she prepares to try again.

Failed.
Syndra checked her bow of 10, she rolled 16.

Failed.
You make a check for Average Archer Lady at 15, you rolled 19.

Success
Aeryn checked her awareness of 15, she rolled 11.

Of course Aeryn notices the redhead throwing a kiss to Perin and she laughs. "It looks like you have fan," she nods to the departing redhead. "Of course I will ride out with you though, it will be fun to see more of the countryside."

Aeryn goes back to watching the archery contest for now.

The lady takes her shot too, missing again. Still just up by the one so far. "It is early in the day, perhaps it is better for us to take aim in the afternoon?" A slight smile to her face of course, giving both some excuse for missig the targets for now.

Perin looks to Aeryn, "Only one I am worried about taking notice of me, and that is you." A grin, but he does look, its hard not to miss Tria and her hair, but he bring his eyes back to Aeryn. "It will be time enough for me to plan that picnic too." They continue to watch the archery, seeing how others fare in their contests.

Syndra offers the lady a tiny smile at the comment. "Perhaps it would. Though I am far too stubborn to quit now." She prepares another arrow as she speaks. Drawing back her bowstring she gets ready to try once again. That expression of complete calm remains in tact win or lose the Baverstock lady has good self control it seems.

Failed.
Syndra checked her bow of 10, she rolled 11.

Success
You make a check for Average Archer Lady at 15, you rolled 9.

The lady nods, "Stubborn is good for us, more telling then taking bow to arms." A grin even, stubborn and attitude more important to her it would seem. It makes her feel comfortable and she nets another success in her attempt. Syndra was close, the lady grins to her, "The day is warming, nice shot." To be kind at least, not condosend.

"Thank you. I am in this simply to improve my skills. You shoot very well." Syndra replies to the woman with another small smile. She notes that one more shot will make the other lady the victor but she remains calm hoping to hit the target at least once this contest. Another arrow is made ready to fire.

Failed.
Syndra checked her bow of 10, she rolled 11.

Success
You make a check for Average Archer Lady at 15, you rolled 12.

Fade, Syndra had to run …

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