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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 22, 2003 14:34:40 GMT
Grubby smiles at him. She shruggs off her cloak and follows after him to the targets. Her bow is quite short made of some polished dark wood, it's obviously quite old but well looked after.
You wanna go first?
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 22, 2003 22:17:33 GMT
The prince smiles and bows in regognition and pardon. He moves raises his bow and notches it quickly, shooting with deadly accuracy at the far targets. He releases three arrows, as is customary in any encounter and steps back for Grubby to take her shot, a warm smile on his face... he would ask about her bow later.
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 23, 2003 21:44:34 GMT
Grubby takes her time in shooting at the target. She takes three darts from her quiver sticks two into the ground, and strings the third one. Her hands start to sweat slightly as she bends her bow and shots at the target. She does this twice more then lowers her bow and grins at the elf.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 23, 2003 21:50:32 GMT
The prince looks at the targets, his keen eyesight not betraying Grubby's talents. He turns back to her with a smile.
You are indeed skilled, friend. Where did you learn to shoot?
They walk together to the targets to retrieve their respective arrows. He turns and smiles again.
I'm afraid I must watch for you in the future.
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 23, 2003 22:02:49 GMT
friend? she frowns slightly pulling an arrow out of the target she examins it carefully turning it over in her hands.
In the mountains, when I was small
she sighs looking westward. She smiles almost warmly at the elf's compliment
you're not so bad yourself
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 23, 2003 22:19:29 GMT
The Mirkwood prince smiles broadly at her compliment, bowing slightly.
Why thank you! I have practiced many years... it is indeed a comfort to know I can hit the target.
He chuckles at Grubby's laugh and continues.
You taught yourself then? That is amazing!
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Post by Melian on Feb 24, 2003 14:24:30 GMT
*mel has been shooting with her crossbow that ataches to her arm. she runs out of arrows for it and looks at the target to asses her accurasy. her arrows lie in the inner circle a majority of them in the bulseye. she sets down her bow, and pulls out her long bow and arrows. and shoots rather traditionally. this time she aims at spliting the arrows she has already shot.*
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 24, 2003 17:24:02 GMT
Grubby had heard elves were arrogant and all too keen to show off thier talents, this one was almost modest. If she could shoot half as well as him there wouldn't be an orc alive who didn't know it. She made a mental note not to ever cross him
well I didn't quite teach myself I had a bit of help
she says starting to blush
anyway it's a wonder I managed to hit the target.. it's far too bright
she screws up her eyes at the pale morning sun
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 24, 2003 19:15:53 GMT
He smiles at her expression and squints at the target.
It is indeed very... there. Laughs.
Alas! The sun is quite unavoidable as of now. Perhaps we can shoot again later in the day? he asks eagerly.
Enjoying Grubby's company greatly, the prince smiles again and nods toward Grubby's bow.
That is a very unique bow, by the way. Is it your own craft?
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Post by Melian on Feb 25, 2003 16:48:13 GMT
*mel about to split the last arrow, aims, then just as she is letting go of the arrow, the sun sines over her target nearly blinding her causing her arrow to go off into the forest behind*
achh *she stats under her breath, and begins to walk tward the target to retreve all ther arrows*
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 26, 2003 21:00:23 GMT
Grubby chuckles and pats her bow
My own craft? No it's second or third hand. Maybe I'll see you later when the sun goes down.
She yawns and picks up her cloak.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 26, 2003 21:50:01 GMT
The prince smiles warmly and nods the affirmative, helping Grubby with her cloak.
Shall I escort you to your home then?
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Post by Melian on Feb 28, 2003 15:08:56 GMT
*mel colects her arrows and leaves walking in the direction of the other training phasilitys*
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Post by Grubhosh on Feb 28, 2003 21:53:25 GMT
Grubby looks suprised at Legolas' offer, she turns round to face him
really? I wouldn't If i were you
Her eyes narrow slightly, wondering if the elf is really being serious or just being polite. If he was serious he had a death wish.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Mar 1, 2003 2:10:35 GMT
He smiles and holds out his arm for her to take.
Certainly. If you don't mind, of course.
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