(514-05-23) Notable Archery
Summary: Tria goes against a notable noble
Date: 514.05.14
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tria 

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perin 


It is the third round of archery, the field thinning more and more as the competition advances. Better targets out now, more spectators watching instead of liesure viewing and strolling around the contests. This time, Lady Ewyn de Tothill is up against the commoner. She has a beak like nose, long and a rather notable point upon its end. She comes out to the field to challenge Tria of course. Waiting until she sees the other, head held high, pulling for an arrow. Whether Tria says something or not, the lady simply says ,"I suppose you shall do." As if over confident in winning this contest, and surprised by this round that Tria does not look like enough of a challenge for her.

Success
You check your bow at 15, you rolled 10.
Critical Success!
Perin makes a check for Notable Bow against Tria at 17, he rolled 17.

With previous luck on her side.. luck according to Tria, but it may be skill, she takes the field with her old bow and quiver of arrows all lined up in there, waiting to be loosed. She gives the Lady a polite nod, "Noble," she greets, placing an arrow and pulling back on her string, holding it until the command is given to let go… then she does!

There is a slight harrumph, high pitched. Noble she will take, she needs to focus on this round for now at least. Using that to show she is paying no attention. She nocks an arrow and sets it lose it upon the target. It finds the center, another harrumph of proof of how good she is. "You are commendable for trying this long dear." She says, reaching for her next arrow.

Success
You check your bow at 15, you rolled 9.
Failed.
Perin makes a check for Notable Bow against Tria at 17, he rolled 18.

It amuses Tria, greatly, the snottiness of the lady. "Careful there, noble," she murmurs when she looses another arrow and it comes in a good grouping with the first. "Knights and Lords are watching, you may give the wrong impression and never find a husband." The words are spoken softly.

Told to be careful, Lady Ewyn turns to look at Tria, "This we shall see, who should be careful." Maybe, just maybe, choosing to ignore the softly spoken words, or simply not hearing them. Maybe that slight distraction is all it took too. She misses and Tria scores for the round, keeping the score close. She inhales, "Yes, care is all I shall need, I will not slip up again."

Success
You check your bow at 15, you rolled 3.
Success
Perin makes a check for Notable Bow against Tria at 17, he rolled 6.

"Who would want a sour wife?" Tria laughs softly, lifting another arrow and placing it in position. Focusing on her own again, she looses another arrow.. waiting to see how she would do in comparison of the lady.

"Sour?!" The lady nearly squeeks, perturbed byt that comment, but not getting mad, she instead focuses on her target for the round. "We'll see who is sour when I beat you." She finds her target, and gives a solid nod. Not gloating at least, just a nod knowing she is the better. "You are putting up a fight at least." As if it where something in the lists between these two.

Success
You check your bow at 15, you rolled 9.
Success
Perin makes a check for Notable Bow against Tria at 17, he rolled 7.

"We shall see, noble." Tria counters with a lazy look over to her, an equally lazy half smile on her features. When they are both even, two to two, she sends another arrow towards the target, making a good showing of it. It's near the center where it strikes and stays and she gives the lady a look, expectant, waiting for hers.

"Yes, we shall see." She agrees. Confident. Her arrow drawn and set against the target. Her jaw clenches, she can't make a noise now, the commoner called her out. She can't be angry either. For once, she goes silent. Ignoring Tria all together now. Eyes locked on that target as she reaches for her last arrow. Intent to pull it through, focus intack. Show that commoner what she is made of, she lets her arrow go.

Success
You check your bow at 15, you rolled 12.
Success
Perin makes a check for Notable Bow against Tria at 17, he rolled 6.

As soon as the noble lady's arrow hits, Tria knows she won, she lets out a celebratory woop sound, a fist pumping in the air once. With a smile she can't hide, she curtsies to the lady. "Very skilled, thank you for a true challenge."

The words come through, maybe the fist pump is caught in her peripheral. A slight look of eyes in Tria's direction, but her face stays on the target. As if thinking what better could she have done. Nothing comes to mind, a slight nod. Little more then her chin pointing slightly towards the ground, acknowledging the defeat little more than that. She turns, takes her bow and arrows and walks quielty from the field. Quiet with what dignity she has, taken in part by the rise of redness to her cheeks.

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