)En Dharasha Everae, Elven Archery Competition
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Bobthehero
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Re: En Dharasha Everae, Elven Archery Competition
// Well that was fun, didn't expect to take part of it, I'll just blame Kestral (and alcohol's the only reason I lost )
)Aurelien Amon: Human fighter, member of the Whitewood Vanguard, Hoarite
Lotrik: Not a wise Genasi, probably stronger than you tho, a master of longswords. Fully retired
Bob Thairo: Dreadknight of Bane, Back on the Coast, tyranning away with his wife
Bob Thairo: Dreadknight of Bane, Back on the Coast, tyranning away with his wife
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Assad
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Re: En Dharasha Everae, Elven Archery Competition
Kelburn looks giddy in anticipation as he awaits his prize item
William King - Knight Errant of the Silver Rose
http://www.bgtscc.net/viewtopic.php?f=1 ... 73#p380273
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mrieder79
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Re: En Dharasha Everae, Elven Archery Competition
The gathering was silent and the slender elves spoke to each other in hushed tones. They sat in several small groups, sipping water and tending to their bows and fletching, making last minute adjustments to their bowstrings. Their movements were silent and graceful. The gentle wind blowing through the treetops and the rustle of small creatures in the underbrush could easily be heard. The silence made the approach of the pair all the more abrupt. One of the elves lifted her head as her keen hearing detected the clomp of heavy boots and the clank of shield on armor. The rest of the gathering looked up soon after as a lout voice bellowed forth, scattering birds and shattering the peace of the evening.
"Oi! Durgan, ye Dolt! Dat be da dumbest thing I've ever heard!" The voice was deep and heavily accented. Clearly the owner was a dwarf. Another voice replied, also deep and gravelly with an even heavier accent and a slight slur, as if the owner had been in the ale quite recently.
"Bah! Oi've ne'er 'ad no'in but troubles wit' 'at hog... so Oi threw it out th' winder!
The first dwarf made an exasperated sound and the listeners could almost envision him, for the voice was so deep, it was surely a him, could almost envision him shaking his head. "Ye dolt! Ye fergot to shut dat window afore ye threw the hog out 'o it!"
There was a moment of silence and the tromping and clanking of steel stopped, as though the second dwarf had stopped to consider the first's statement. "Oi! Oi'd ne'er thought 'o it tha' way! Roight foine oidea ye've got 'ere Kelburn! Roight foine!" The tromping and jangling started and redoubled as the second dwarf, Durgan, ran to catch the first....
To read more, visit Durgan Ironfaar's Jounal.
"Oi! Durgan, ye Dolt! Dat be da dumbest thing I've ever heard!" The voice was deep and heavily accented. Clearly the owner was a dwarf. Another voice replied, also deep and gravelly with an even heavier accent and a slight slur, as if the owner had been in the ale quite recently.
"Bah! Oi've ne'er 'ad no'in but troubles wit' 'at hog... so Oi threw it out th' winder!
The first dwarf made an exasperated sound and the listeners could almost envision him, for the voice was so deep, it was surely a him, could almost envision him shaking his head. "Ye dolt! Ye fergot to shut dat window afore ye threw the hog out 'o it!"
There was a moment of silence and the tromping and clanking of steel stopped, as though the second dwarf had stopped to consider the first's statement. "Oi! Oi'd ne'er thought 'o it tha' way! Roight foine oidea ye've got 'ere Kelburn! Roight foine!" The tromping and jangling started and redoubled as the second dwarf, Durgan, ran to catch the first....
To read more, visit Durgan Ironfaar's Jounal.