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The Shiya Gala: Archery Competition

This is where all of the medieval Arctic Islands role-plays are archived.
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The Shiya Gala: Archery Competition

Post by RabidFox » Thu Mar 13, 2008 5:21 pm

JUDGE: Rogan Windrider

INFORMATION:

Anyone can join this role-play, but only contestants can participate in the contest itself. The only thing that I ask is to keep all of the role-playing in the same general area. In other words, if you wander too far away from the contest grounds, then that would be the equivalent of leaving the role-play. I don't mind if you're off to the side and not directly within the vicinity just so long as you keep within "viewing distance" of the events.

If you are a spectator (You did not sign up to be a contestant and are simply observing the event), then you must put the following tag in bold and brackets at the beginning of all of your posts: [SPECTATOR]. Otherwise, if you are a contestant, then use this other tag in the same manner: [CONTESTANT]. This is to make things easier for everyone, including the judge, of who will be hosting the event.

The role-play begins some time before the contest itself takes place, so feel free to interact with each other at will regardless of whether you are a spectator or a contestant. The actual contest will be initiated and hosted by the judge, and this is when the contestants will take their place to begin the event.

This role-play is directly relevant to all role-plays labeled with “Shiya Gala” and branded “Official“ by RabidFox. That means that they all tie into each other, and are all taking place within the same general timeframe.

ROLE-PLAY:
Madame wrote:Turning to the left where two targets had been set up along with a raised platform literally an arrow’s flight away, Delia said, “That’s where the archery will be going on. If you’ll notice we set it up on the leeward side of the hill to try to cut down on the crosswinds the contestants will be fighting. I don’t envy whatever fellow we wrangled into judging for that as he’s like at not to get shot if he’s standing anywhere save behind the archers when they’re shooting.”
((Note that Deila is an NPC and not a character that can be interacted with in this role-play. The above is merely a brief description of what this area looks like. For a description of the gala as a whole, read the first post of this thread: The Shiya Gala: General))

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Post by Malachai » Thu Mar 13, 2008 6:03 pm

[CONTESTANT]

Malachai walked down the hill, observing the terrain and checking the weather. This would be a nice day for an archery competition.
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Post by Inkwolf » Thu Mar 13, 2008 6:46 pm

[SPECTATOR]

As he stepped along the crowded path to where the archery competition would be held, Cayan drew his robes tighter around his body. Even though he had been here for several days now, he had still not become used to the temperature.
However, his experience wasn't all bad. His coin purse jingled at his waist with every step, as he had made a substantial bit of profit selling his potions and hand-made knives.

His leather-clad paws stepped lightly on the wood of the stands as he made his way though to find an empty seat. When was this competition going to start? How many contestants? All these were questioned that Cayan figured would be answered... Eventually. For now, he simply took a seat at the back of the stand, and withdrew a small slab of jerky from under his sash. He tore off a small piece, and began to chew it slowly, savoring the smoked, salty flavor of the meat, as he glanced from person to person, observing the other spectators.
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Post by Kinetic Kimo » Sat Mar 22, 2008 9:27 am

[SPECTATOR]

Volera stood, shivering in the bitter arctic cold, wrapped up in layer after layer of brightly covered blankets and mumbling to herself about really, really bad decisions. Despite her massive collection of clothes, she could still feel the biting wind pressing against her like a great, invisible hand trying to shove her into the snow, and the frozen ground against her bare foot-pads made her underlying skin crawl.

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She made her way towards the crowded stands, staggering through the snow like a living heap of laundry, grumbling all the way and thinking to herself, There will never be enough blankets in the world...
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Post by Keba » Thu Mar 27, 2008 4:28 pm

[CONTESTANT]

A large White Tiger strode towards the archery range. Despite his minimum clothing, he seemed to be taking the cold rather well as he walked swiftly. His bow and arrows were resting on his shoulder as he came up. Glancing at the snow, he saw how the sun glared off the gleaming surface and knew that it could hinder his performance if he stared at it too long.
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Post by n00b678 » Sun Apr 06, 2008 8:09 am

[CONTESTANT]

As the white tiger stared, he could suddenly feel a light tap on his shoulder, and a familiar voice behind him, "Well, of all the places in the world, I didn't expect to meet you all the way up here in the Arctic Islands." Behind the tiger stood a young arctic fox, somewhere in his early twenties, no older than twenty-five. He wore simple green robes that were warm and comfortable, and a large blindfold over his eyes. An old bow and a quiver of arrows rested on this fur's shoulders, though with the blindfold on, a fur couldn't help but wonder how he was going to see his target. This tiger and this fox knew each other from a time that seemed ages ago now.

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Post by Rogan Windrider » Sun Apr 06, 2008 12:21 pm

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Rogan walked along the raised platform and thumped his staff on the boards beneath him, loudly. "Excuse me!" he called. "The Archery Competition is about to begin. I'd like all the contestants to make their way towards me so I can explain the rules without shouting. Thank you." The Sorcerer then made his way off the platform and to a table set up for him. It had a quill and some parchment, both imbued with a small amount of magic, so they could be seen by him. He sat down in his chair and waited for the contestants to walk over to him.
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Post by RabidFox » Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:04 am

[GOD]

This role-play has been placed on hold, perhaps indefinitely. It may or may not be revived at a later date. For now, it will rest in the archives.

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