Fiora offers a sober but respectful nod to the Princess Ophelia, murmuring, "They do usually move back after each round, yes. Its used to weed people out to determine skill." Flicking a glance back towards the skull, she smiles faintly before focusing back on the targets.

Calypso seems to be doing a bit of final paperwork before things get started. She nods to Mydas and Victus as they arrive. "Prince Victus, Lord Mydas." And As Alis and Fiachra arrive she turns a sincere and warm smile their way. "Nice to see you both out in the warm sun of summer." Clearly the Lycene in her loves the weather. At hearing Prince Aiden's voice she smirks a touch. "I certainly hope not. Targets only."

Violet arrives wearing red and black. She has her bow and arrows with her, and she keeps to herself as she makes her way toward the center of the square. Once there she finally takes the time to look around.

Whatever Alis whispers as encouragement gets a broad grin from Fiachra in return before he says something back quickly, giving Edain, Calypso and Anze a wave as he heads to join the others competing. He seems to catch what Aiden says, and greets the Grayson man in a lazy drawl. "I hope not, I was already used for target practice within the last couple of weeks."

Aethelred, Dangerfloof, the Bearded Vulture arrive, following Freja.

Fiachra has joined the center of the square.

Freja has joined the A Saik Crest Bench.

Mydas waves to Anze in response. "Anze! Glad to see you here!" Not that he seems especially surprised, it is, after all, an event held by Calypso. Indeed, the Lady is greeted with a polite inclination of his head. "Lady-General." And then he glances back to the field. "Neither have I." in answer to Victus. "Usually it's wrestling or melees, rarely archery. A nice change of pace."

Alis flashes a bright smile at both Anze and Calypso for their warm greeting, patting the empty spot beside her for the Redrain prince. Since Caly has to keep her eye on the contest. Plus, now she has giant Anze on one side, and probably someone giant on the other side of her. Thus, there should be no worry she is not adequatly protected. Fiachra. "How are you, Meatball?"

Aneka, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Meeka arrive, following Merek.

Ophelia's eyes fall on Aiden and she gives a delighted laugh, "Oh well, now THAT would make things much more thrilling, wouldn't it?", she says with a dimpled grin. Looking over at Fiora, she'll smile and ask, "Just move back? Oh well, I guess that shall be interesting enough... maybe if they put fun images it might be a little more amusing. Yes?"

Freja slips in quietly and heads for an unoccupied bench. A polite nod is vaguely given to the crowd as she settles in.

Rickard stands amidst the center of the square, with his thumbs shoved into his pockets, glancing around nonchalantly as he scopes out his companions for the event. Should be fun. Will be fun.

Merek has joined the center of the square.

    Merek comes in and with him he has his crossbow about his hip. He seems to have made it in time, and then makes his way to the center of the square where others seem to be gathering for the time being.

Anze snorts at Alis and tries to ruffle her hair "i'm fine pipsqueak, how're you?" he asks before muttering something to her.

The answer Aiden receives from Calypso, "That's a relief.... I can shoot in what I'm dressed in then." Archery in style! Ophelia's remark has him smirk as well, "It would... I wouldn't imagine how to properly set it up so no one got seriously injured," he shrugs at the thought. It was the lazy drawl that had him pivoting to regard Fiachra, "Prince Fiachra! Uh, I might already be beat..." He smirks at the man and then offers, "How're you?"

1 Saik Guard, Gunther, a Rottweiler arrive, following Estaban.

Aemily - A Black Hound, 1 Saik Guard, 2 Iron Guardsmen, Amethyst - A Clever Raccoon arrive, following Arcelia.

"Tsk. There's always a chance for a student to surpass a teacher, Prince Aiden." Fiachra's teeth flash in a broad grin. "I may be a little rusty at shooting at stationary targets, to be honest." He's obviously teasing a little bit, but doesn't seem to be out for more than some fun, as he nods to the others competing, his expression friendly.

Calypso nods to Estaban as she spots him and his sister coming out of Saik tower. She motions him over to where she stands sort of in front of the benches, between them and the contestants. "Lord Estaban, good afternoon. Everything in order?"

Fiora glances over to Ophelia with a lifted shrug, "The men that would need to be behind the targets to keep them moving would be putting their lives on the line for our amusement. I'm presuming even Malvici isn't so cold-blooded." The Malvici woman flickers a brief smile before offering nods towards the other competitors, sizing them up but largely keeping herself quiet and and waiting for the start.

Agnarr has joined the A Saik Crest Bench.

Arcelia makes her way over to Estaban and Calypso with a smile. "Brother, you have a nice turn out tonight." She curtsies to Calypso. "Lady Calypso, nice to see you as always."

Estaban was here finally a bit behind but he is here, he takes a deep breath and lets whatever has him tense at the moment fade, smiling he spots Arcelia then Calypso moving over to stand next to her, "Yes I believe so Lady General." he puts a smile on for the moment he is in his leathers with his bow strapped to his back and sword at his side, "I do apologize for being a bit behind." he smiles at Arcelia, "Sister, thank you for coming."

Sebastian takes out one of his charcoals and begins to sketch a bit, looking up at the skull and those seated upon it for a moment, and then sweeping it across the parchment. He alternates between drawing and just watching the archers head out into the center of the square.

Aiden shoots a smile at Fiachra, "This seems a bit safer than the reason I needed to learn from you in the first place." He prepares the rubicund bow he called Eagle Strike, looking down the lane toward where the targets are. "I am glad that we don't have targets moving at us, though I admired the training tactic, Prince Fiachra. Maybe we ought to do it again sometime?"

Rohm the Blackguard arrives, following Caelis.

Calypso gives a nod to Estaban and then stands at his side as she clears her throat to begin. "Welcome everyone to the Summer Archery Tournament! Lord Estaban Saik and I are very glad to welcome you to Southport Square for this joyous summer occasion. If all the competing Archers can please take to the ready line, we will begin shortly." She pauses a moment to allow any last shifting around. When everyone seems in their place she speaks up once more.

"For this event, each contestant will be allowed three arrows per round! Your highest score will be counted and the rest dropped. The contestant with the lowest score will be asked to step down, per round. Each round, the targets will be moved back five paces." She pauses and gestures to the contestants. "To you archers I say, good luck and my your aim strike true." She applauds, encouraging the audience to cheer for their favorite archer.


((The difficulty will change every round! The person with the lowest score at the end of the round will be knocked out of the competition. Run your check 3 times and we'll record the highest score. @check dexterity + archery at 15 for the first round! Have at it!))

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 80 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 29 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 34 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 62 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 44 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 3 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 16 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 10 higher.

Arcelia turns to face Aiden and curtsies to Aiden. "Your Highness." When she rises and stands next to Calypso and Estaban silently from there on, letting Calypso speak and watching as people get ready to fire their bows.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 20 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 8 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 28 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 22 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 16 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 2 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 32 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 41 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 38 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 4 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 26 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 15, rolling 34 higher.

"Really you think so?" Ophelia opines to Fiora. "I was thinking more like hanging the targets on a rope and pulling it back and forth.. it'd work that way as well, without the bloodshed." She'll grin and then look towards the target and preparing her long bow, rubbing it to warm it it seems.

    Once the call has been sent out to start from Calypso, then Merek takes up his rubicund and ironwood crossbow, gleaming black with the crimson along it, the bolts made of the same, he does three successive shots, all of them hit, one pretty good with aim, but he's by no means the best here. Still, he looks like he's having fun, as he uses different positions, and gets to participate. Archery contests seem to be something he likes.

There is a light to the end of the paperwork. Hair still braided out of her face from writing, Caelis hustles from Malvici Hall with ink stains on her fingers. She gives a smile seeing archers already lined up and slows down a little, staying clear of any targets.

Aiden looks over toward Arcelia, "Lady Arcelia," he nods his head toward her but then the call to made to line up keeps him from saying anymore as he's handed three arrows. "At least if one arrow goes astray, you still have a chance..." He looks down the line of contestants and notes a few friends, "Master Rickard, Master Merek! Good luck!" And then a pause to Fiachra, impish grin, "I would wish you the same, but somehow I don't think you need it!' And then he turns toward the lane, raising his bow and nocking the first arrow. He sets off a series of shots and one of them barely strikes the target which makes him wince.

"I'd enjoy that, Prince." Fiachra inclines his head to Aiden. "It's always a more enjoyable workout with a companion." Then he's drawing his holly and redsteel shortbow as he steps up to the line, his expression fading into one of absolute calm. Three arrows are drawn in quick succession on an indrawn breath and released as the Valardin archer exhales.

Violet steps forward with her bow ready. She stays focused and aims for the target. Having not had much time to warm up her first shot isn't her best, but she gets a little better with each shot. She nods and seems fine with how she does even though she isn't the best archer.

Sighting down her shots, Fiora angles the bow slightly and releases. Drawing and nocking another arrow before the first has hit its mark, she releases the second a breath after the first has scored. She repeats the action a third time, releasing the arrow after the second lands. When the shooting is done, she looks back to Ophelia and shrugs, "That leaves the targets to the mercy of wind, mechanical failure, faulty ropes... this is cleaner. Simpler." She glances back down the field and smiles faintly.

"Let's see if I'm as good as I once was," Rickard murmurs to himself, checking his bow's string tension. When he hears his name called, he flashes a thumbs-up in Aiden's direction, and then, without taking his eyes off of his target, or really losing his grip on his bow, proceeds with nocking and firing off his shots, taking time to calm his breathing and all beforehand. ... Eh, not his best work, but still good enough, given he hasn't touched a bow for a good while.

Estaban looks back at his guard who seems to have a case of something in his hands, "Here put that down near me." he smiles then looks to everyone as they line up to shoot he stands watching hand on the hilt of his sword taking note at how different people hold their bows and how they shoot them as well.

Calypso applauds when the final arrows hit their marks. "Very well done, Lady Fiora. It looks like Prince Fiachra is hot on your heels though." Her icy gaze scans the targets once more. "Excellent shots! Though Master Rickards arrows did not hit the mark as precisely. You may join the audience." She inclines her head to the archer and nods for the attendants to move the targets five paces back!

((@check dexterity + archery at 20))

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 43 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 32 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 31 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 13 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 3 higher.

Merek checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 20 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 15 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 34 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 40 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 29 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 65 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 23 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 17 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 27 higher.

Rickard checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 21 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 26 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 42 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 21 higher.

Turning his attention more fully to the contest once the archers begin, Sebastian begins to add figures out on the field of his piece, taking a moment to regard each competitor with interest before he bows his head to recreate them on the parchment.

Rickard offers a bow to the audience, a salute to his companions, and exits to the audience.

Caelis has joined the A Malvici Crest Bench.

Alis whistles loudly for Fiachra, as the arrows hit their mark. Both the first, and the second round. She is apparently extra exuberant today. Someone put extra caffeine in her coffee.

Rickard has left the center of the square.

    Merek does not seem to be the best shot in the world. For the man who scored a one-hit kill on a Bringer in true battle with his trusty crossbow, it is a bit odd to see him not do well here, but no one has perfect times. Once he lowers his weapon, he hooks it to his belt and sighs, shrugging and shaking his head, then waving to the Judges, "I'm out I believe!" he mentions, then he smiles amiably and walks off to observe.

Edain would like to know where she keeps getting that coffee too. He keeps trying to have it hidden or taken out of the house and yet she /always/ has a cup.

Mydas is more subtle with his approval at Fiora's display, but should one look his way, there is fierce pride in his eyes, and an almost feral grin befitting the wolf eyes. Coffee was not involved.

Aiden puts a bit more effort into that round, considering how close he was to getting eliminated on the last round. He seems more satisfied with the landing of the arrows, but turns to Fiachra with a smirk, "I think I can still learn a thing or two froom you, Prince Fiachra. Great shots." He checks the string after he's made his successive shots. He does note that Rickard had been eliminated and watches him exit with grace, silver eyes regarding the line of archers.

Asheryn, a Gyrfalcon leaves, following Rickard.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 23 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 41 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 20, rolling 46 higher.

From the bench near Malvici Hall, Caelis cheers on the archers and claps encouragingly. "Go Lady Fiora! Prince Aiden! You're shooting so well today!"

Alis never does subtle. She does not know how.

Estaban claps his hands together nodding at the first set is done, "Well done." he moves his hands back down to reat on his sword looking ro Merek. "Good Try Merek." he claps for his fellow guardsman. He looks between Prince Fiachra and Prince Aiden cheering them on.

Arcelia stands next to Estaban silently still, her eyes watching as people fire their bows. She offers Richard and Merek each warm smiles when they are eliminated. They had done well even if they were eliminated. To stand up before a large group of people in contest was an honorable thing.

The cheerful Ophelia steps forward to take her first shot, her soft hunting leathers look well used, and also well worn. She raises her long bow and pulls an arrow from the quiver, and with a smooth motion, fires! The arrow hits the mark, both on the first one, and then on the second shot. She'll smile and then look over at the others curiously to see who is still in.

Anze doesn't know much about Archery, so he doesn't cheer anyone on, just watches the entertaining show and occasionally shoots a glance or two Calypso's way.

A salute is given to Rickard in turn from Fiachra, before he grins at Aiden. "I've improved in my own skill since we last practiced together. I don't think any of us ever stop learning, hmm? Would make for a dull life." His concentration is given long enough to sink his next three arrows, one standing out as particularly well-aimed, just like his first set. As he hears his wife's exuberant whistling, he does cover his lips with his fingers briefly to hide the smirk.

Calypso inclines her head to Merek as he makes his departure from the field. "A good shot." She tells him before looking at the rest. "Though not quite good enough. The competition is really in anyone's hands. Prince Fiachra is still standing out. Lets see if his skill can continue to shine though." She nods to the attendants to move the targets back another five paces.

((@check dexterity + archery at 25))

Aiden hears his name cheered for from a few voices in the crowd and smirks nervously over his shoulder. He watches at the targets are moved back another set and frowns a little at the challenge increasing. "I didn't think I would need to improve my skill but I can tell this round is going to be difficult."

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 55 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 31 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 6 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 6 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 28 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 34 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 32 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 9 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 19 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 23 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 27 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 13 higher.

Fridrik, a small White Fox arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Arcelia offers a smile to Estaban and whispers something to him before heading off for a minute.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 13 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 19 higher.

Ophelia checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 25, rolling 24 higher.

Aemily - A Black Hound, 1 Saik Guard, 2 Iron Guardsmen, Amethyst - A Clever Raccoon arrive, following Arcelia.

As the targets are drawn farther away, Fiora puts more care into her shots before firing the arrows. She may not be getting top score for each round, but she's staying comfortably safe in the competition.

The first arrow that Aiden releases is a surprisingly powerful draw and it hits near the central rings of the target. He takes a moment to admire his own shot before he loads two more arrows in quick succession, neither as impressive of the first and ONE barely clipping the outer ring.

Amethyst - A Clever Raccoon arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Amethyst - A Clever Raccoon arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Alis sports a sudden frown, as she sees Fia's arrows being difficult for him. So what does she do? She encourages them of course, based on past experience. "OH NO. ONE OF THE TARGETS JUST ATTACKED ME." is shouted, down towards the center of the square. That it probably makes her look and sound ridiculous? She doesn't aparently care. Anyone who looks over incredulously is simply given a firmly Valardinly stoic stare.

Violet is eager to shoot at each target. She watches the target and tries to do her best. With the target being farther away she has more trouble this time.

Anze snorts and gives Alis an elbow "you're a f'an goof yah know that?" he says to her, but clearly looks amused by the outburst.

Mydas can be heard clapping. "Bravo. I can admire the stratagem." he says, deadpan, to Alis. Though there might be the hint of amusement in his eyes. Maybe. Might just be the light though.

Arcelia returns a couple minutes later and moves to stand once more next to Estaban and Calypso. She is quiet once more, watching as people go about shooting.

For the first time since the first round, Fiachra's arrows fail to hit as close to the center of the target as they had been. The Valardin archer frowns, but it doesn't last. Not with what Alis starts yelling from her perch atop the skull. A hand is pressed lightly to his abdomen as he bursts out laughing. After a quick look to make sure there really is nothing at all threatening anywhere near the woman.

Hearing Alis, Caelis looks over to the group on the skull and laughs, shaking her head a little. She shifts her focus back to the archers to see if the tactic worked and sweeps her braid over her shoulder to shake her hair loose now that she isn't working.

Victus crosses his arms as he watches the tournament unfold, stroking at his bearded chin in quiet contemplation. This was much better than he was thinking of. "C'mon, fuck the targets up!" He joins in Alis' apparent encouragement in his own way.

Alis clears her throat in a thoroughly serious manner. "You haven't seen what usually happens when something attacks me. I'm telling you, it works." she insists for Anze and Mydas, waving cheerfully when Fiachra looks up to double check. A wave and a wink is also sent Caelis' way, of course.

Calypso applauds as the arrows go flying! She glances over her shoulder as she hears Alis from atop the giant skull. She smirks a little. "Your Highness, even the painted wooden planks are out to get you. Truly it is an epidemic." She manages to maintain her stoic professional tone despite the smirk. Back to the field she nods. "Princess Ophelia, a wonderful round but just shy of continuing. Thank you for participating." She inclines her head to the Velenosa Princess. And then with a gesture of her hand, the attendants are backing the targets up another five paces!

((@check dexterity + archery at 30))

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 28 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 42 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 1 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 11 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 19 higher.

Aiden checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 4 higher.

Estaban gets a message looking it over there is a flash of anger that comes to his face but it fades quick he crumbles the message up sticking it into his pouch and looks back to the even at hand a smile coming back to his face and claps his hands together." DOing good come on Prince Aiden!"

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 29 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 2 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 6 lower.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 5 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 33 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 30, rolling 42 higher.

Anze rolls his eyes at Alis "pretty sure Fiachra would be doin just find with or without your encouragement" still, amused though. And then the next round, this time from further out, and Fiachra does as expected. Anze eyes Alis "not proof."

Ophelia put forth her best effort, but when she's out of this round, her face will fall. "Ahh, well, was fun while it lasted." She'll smile though, not too terribly heartbroken it appears and turn to depart from the field. She'll gracefully move to the side with her bow and look for a spot to watch the rest of the competitors with a friendly gaze.

Ophelia has left the center of the square.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Estaban before departing.

Arthur stands back, just outside of the door to Bracers and Bootstraps. He watches the goings on curiously, his arms tucked behind his back idly. He chews his lip, the handsome young man pulling his gaze from the archery now and again to glance over the crowd.

Clutching at her chest, Caelis feigns shock and pretends to swoon briefly when Alis winks at her before waving back with a broad smile. She looks back to the targets and cheers her favorites again loudly.

Alis looks smug. Despite the somewhat rocky start of the first arrow, it looks like the other two were shot remarkably well. "Totally proof." she counters, just to be contrary.

Cristoph strolls into the tournament a bit /late/ but still there nonetheless. It's fashionable! He joins the onlookers as the archers make with their shots at the targets. His expression is impressed with each round, nodding quietly as he scans the area to see if there's anyone familiar about. His trajectory will eventually take him towards where the Valardins are clustered.

Calypso applauds as this round of arrows go flying. She peers a little closer down the line between Violet and Aiden's targets! Unable to see from this distance which is actually closer, it takes an aide from down the line to make the final call. "That was a very close one. Thank you Prince Aiden for your fine bowmen ship. You may join the audience." She claps for him. "We are down to our final three!" She nods to the attendants to move back another five paces.

((@check dexterity + archery at 35))

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 25 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 33 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 15 higher.

Aiden can tell his own arrows weren't up to par. He was pretty close to keeping in the competition, by inches perhaps. He starts to unstring his bow and knows with his weaker arrows that his time was numbered. "That was fun. Fourth isn't bad, not great, but not bad," he glances at Fiachra, "If you win the pot, we should go for drinks." There's a wistful look toward the lanes and then as it becomes official that he's out, he lifts his hand and waves, moving out of the center of the square to find somewhere to sit. He's looking up at the benches for any indication of someone making room, spots where Estaban has decided to sit and goes to climb up to hang out near him.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 37 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 10 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 4 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 2 lower.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 1 higher.

Violet checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 35, rolling 5 lower.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Caelis before departing.

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Aiden before departing.

When he's done laughing, Fiachra schools his expression back into something approaching seriousness once more. Well, mostly. There's still a grin on his face, though he does give Aiden a deep incline of his head as the other man is eliminated. "Certainly!" And then he's turning back towards the targets, finally recovering his gravitas as he sinks his first arrow solidly, with the others further out from center.

Violet attempts to do her best when it's time to shoot at the next target, but it's just farther away than she's used to. When only one of her arrows just barely hits the target it's obvious to her she's out. She looks to Fiachra and Fiora. "Good luck to you both."

1 Grimhall House Guards arrives, following Melinda.

Alis waves to Cristoph when she spots him arriving. Apparently she's been very busy looking smug though. So it took a minute.

Arcelia offers Aiden a warm smile and goes over to him once he has been eliminated himself. "Good job Your Highness." She curtsies to him, as is polite, and rises with the smile still on her face. "Much better than I could have done, no doubt. I only just started learning to shoot though. Most people would probably best me."

Estaban looks over to Aiden nodding his head to his friend leaning in to hear what he has to say and a hand comes up to clasp his shoulder and whisper to the Prince as he watches the archery contest go on.

Arthur leans back against the wall beside the door of Bracers and Bootstraps, looping his thumbs into his belt as he watches the event and the crowd. He hums softly to himself, shifting his weight from one boot to the other.

Calypso applauds for Violet. "Third place to miss Violet or the Crimson Blades! Well done." She glances between Fiora and Fiachra, the only two archers left in the competition. "We are ready when you are." She inclines her head to them and then nods for the aides to move the final two targets back their last five paces. A hush draws over the crowd! Ooooh.

((@check dexterity + archery at 40))

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 16 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 2 higher.

Fiora checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 24 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 6 lower.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 3 higher.

Fiachra checked dexterity + archery at difficulty 40, rolling 11 higher.

Cristoph waves at Alis when he catches sight of her. He points at the tiara on her head. "I love that thing! Can I borrow it sometime?" He calls out to her from where he is, which is still some distance away. Far enough to make shouting not seem super weird and awkward. Just boisterous!

Melinda makes her way into the contest a little late, she moves to take a seat to watch how the those competing do her eyes move over one and then the other.

Aiden looks over toward a familiar voice that wishes him well, "Prince Fiachra actually spent some time training with me, which helped me improve my skill immensely. I'm disappointed that I didn't get to challenge him in the end. Means I need to work harder at it, at some point. Thank you all the same, Lady Arcelia." Though his attention turns to Estaban and his arm also goes to the other's shoulder, sort of like criss-crossing as he greets the Saik, turning his voice lower to address the man.

Melinda has joined the A Malvici Crest Bench.

The final three arrows shot, Fiora turns to watch her opponent. The smooth neutrality of her scarred face betrays nothing as she watches. Once its done, she shoulders her bow and strides over to Fiachra, hand outstretched. "Well shot, Your Highness. It would seem the wind favored me today, but I would certainly not care to find your arrow aimed at me anytime." She flickers a brief smile towards Fiachra, dipping her head respectuflly towards him.

Ophelia smiles as she watches the competitors and looks pleased as things seem to have come to this. She cheers for Fiora and claps with a bright smile on her features. "Good shot! Excellent!" Even though she did not win herself, she appears to be quite thrilled that Fiora won.

Anze gives Alis a friendly slap on the shoulder and then hops down from the skull once the contest has been decided, heading over and towards Calypso now that the contest is done with. "Well done. Some good shots in tha city. Should have one of em take me huntin some time."

Mydas checked composure at difficulty 15, rolling 6 higher.

Alis looks at the arrows still in Fiachra's quiver and scowls at them. This is all -their- fault. Though, she does clap enthusiastically for Fiora at her well placed arrows. "Sorry Duke Cristoph, this thing is mine. And I don't like to share." she calls back, which could refer to any number of things. Also, a "Well done, Fia!" Yes, she looks as proud as she likesly would have if he'd taken first place.

Merek has left the center of the square.

Aneka have been dismissed.

3 Iron Guardsmen have been dismissed.

Meeka have been dismissed.

Calypso applauds as the winner is revealed. "Congratulations Lady Fiora on first place! Prince Fiachra it was neck and neck the whole way. You preformed admirably!" She nods to the both of them. "And before I turn the stage over to Lord Estaban for the prizes, I want to thank you all for coming out and encourage you to check out the shops and training center here in Southport Square. Our home away from home is open to you all." She inclines her head and then gestures to Estaban to take it from here!

Mydas grins. Mydas applauds. Really, not the kind of thing the usually calm, level-headed Nightgold is seen do. But then, Fiora just won! "Very well done! Very well done indeed!"

Khanne walks into the square, lingering just near the exit out to the city. She is late, beyond fashionably so, but has come to see what was left to watch.

"Thank you." Fiachra responds to Violet as he's wished luck, and he takes his final three shots, frowning when one fails to find the target entirely. Still, he turns towards Fiora and clasps the offered hand in his. "So it seems, Lady Fiora. Excellent shooting, it was a pleasure to see your talent in a friendly contest." His head is inclined, respectfully, to her.

Arthur claps when the winner is determined. He turns his attention to Calypso when she speaks, and the man perks up a bit when she mentions checking out the shops. He happens to be standing outside of one, afterall. The man in the uniform glances back at leatherworkers shop and then back to the crowd, taking it all in.

Rising to her feet, Caelis claps for her cousin. "Well shot Lady Fiora! A fearsome Malvici warrior indeed!" She calls out before sitting down again and coughing slightly.

Cristoph laughs at Alis' answer before clapping loudly for the winner of the tournament. He also does some whistling, which is terribly annoying for the people in his immediate vicinity. It's loud, very loud.

Arcelia moves back to Estaban when Aiden moves back to her brother. "Everyone could use practice." She offers then Lady Fiora a warm smile. "Congratulations Lady Fiora. You did very well." She offers Fiachra a smile as well. "You also did very well, congratulations."

Khanne grins at her timing, lifting her hands to applaud for Fiora.

Estaban looks over, "Will the first, second and third please come to me." he calls out into the crowed, "We do have prizes for you." he looks to Calypso smiling then looking to the others waiting for them to come forward.

Sweeping into a bow for the crowd, Fiora straightens and lifts a gloved hand in a wave. Mydas' reaction draws a chuckle and teases a grin from the normally stoic Malvici woman. She even lets the grin linger while turning towards Violet. Nodding towards her, she murmurs, "Thank you, Mistress. It was a close competition." Then Estaban is calling them and she moves with swift, economical grace towards the Saik Iron Guardsman.

Victus slowly claps his hands together from his spot in the skull, both for Fiora's victory and for a good competition overall. "Good shit all around."

When Estaban is asked to come to the spot light, Aiden quickly slides out of the way and comes over to arm-wrap around Arcelia if she'll allow it, "I don't anticipate that I'll need it much more than for hunting now." He drops his arm from her to applaud the victors, "Well done Lady Fiora, Prince Fiachra!" And he's not so sure who the other woman was, that inched him out of the competition, but he cheered all the same.

Ophelia smiles as she watches the victor's go and receive their prizes. Her attention is drawn elsewhere though, and she looks off towards the roof of another building. Staring a moment, she'll lose her smile briefly before she rises and clutches her bow. It's only a second, but she'll come back from her reverie and look over towards Estaban and watch with a softer smile.

Merek applauds for the winners.

Violet claps politely for Fiora as she wins. She smiles as she looks from her to Fiachra. "This was a good competition."

Freja rises to her feet with slow applause, nodding to the bench she sits at and beginning to make her leave.

Anze mutters something to Calypso as he moves next to her and then lets his gaze drift over to the prize awards, but also looking over the other gathered people and a shout "aye, khanne, when'd you get here?" and a point to his sister "an you didn't even say hi you sneak!"

Melinda claps as she smiles, standing for the winners, "Congratulations!" she says to them all, her eyes move along those gathered and she smiles as she too moves to leave. "Thank you for sharing your bench m'lady"

Melinda has left the A Malvici Crest Bench.

As he slings his bow across his back once more, Fiachra gives Violet a smile. "It was, indeed. Something I wouldn't mind seeing happen more often." He glances around briefly to locate Alis, to see if she's still lording her place atop the skull.

Calypso murmurs back to Anze something that has her smirking. But her gaze settles back to Estaban and the giving of the prizes!

Alis has left the A Titanic Skull.

Freja blows a kiss to Anze. "Hello! Now, goodbye."

Arcelia doesn't object to her brother's arm being wrapped around her, in fact she looks rather endeared for the gesture. This is very probably because it was like saying 'Hey, this is my sister. I am proud of this.' in public. In that moment it is easy to see that the woman very much cares for her older brother.

Freja has left the A Saik Crest Bench.

Aethelred, Dangerfloof, the Bearded Vulture leave, following Freja.

Khanne laughs and shouts out to Anze, "I got here just in time to hear who won!" She starts walking towards him, and anyone he happens to be near, like Calypso. "Sounds like I missed a great tournament."

Alis is busy making her way a little more carefully down from the skull then when she climbed up. And soon, she is just suddenly there, arm hooked with Fiachra's. "That was a great contest."

Estaban looks in Violets direction, "And in third place Violet of the Crimson Blades, please step forward to recive your prize." he picks up a bottle out of the box next to him. "You did very well, I thank you for coming." he smiles to her.

Merek sidles out after a bit.

Aneka, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Meeka leave, following Merek.

Calypso nods to Khanne. "It was a stiff competition but we got down to the point in the end." She looks at Anze after she says that, refraining from explaining the joke. Its likely killing her, but she is trying.

Sour about losing some private bet, Agnarr rises to his feet and takes his leave, muttering choice Northern curses.

Agnarr has left the A Saik Crest Bench.

Violet steps forward when her name is called. She reaches to take the bottle. "Thank you my Lord. I very much enjoyed the competition."

Calypso is overheard praising Violet for: Congratulations! Well shot!

Khanne snickers at Calypso. "Point... I see what you did there." SHe chuckles some more, even if she didn't get the joke the way it might have been meant.

"Well, s'good of you to make tha trip all tha way down south an save me from all these odd southerners. They even scare my sister away" Anze says with a grin to Khanne. He just gives Calypso a look. Just waiting for it. She can't contain herself forever.

Hopping to her feet, Caelis smirks at Calypso's joke and tucks her chin as she smiles and wanders over towards Alis to strike up a conversation that isn't pantomime. "That was a fun bit of activity wasn't it? Nice day for it too."

Calypso gestures to Khanne. "She gets it." And then glances back to Anze. ".. because of the arrows."

Arcelia doesn't object to her Aiden's arm being wrapped around her, in fact she looks rather endeared for the gesture. She looks rather pleased with being that close to the Prince, happy that the man is claiming her as his friend in public! She returns the gesture by wrapping am arm around Aiden's waist and offers him a warm smile. When he moves his arms to applaud she drops her arm from him.

Calypso is overheard praising Fiachra for: Congratulations! A sure shot. The Valardin military is lucky to have you.

Estaban looks around, "Prince Fiacher." he smiles to the man waiting for him, "For second place, congradulations your highness and it is good to see you once again." he moves to hand the man a few items.

As the competition draws to a close and the winner has been discovered, Sebastian puts the last finishing touches on his charcoal sketch and then begins to gather up his things. He makes his way back through the crowd as he had made his way in.

Khanne chuckles and grins to Anze. "They aren't so bad, when you get to know them. Well, some of them anyway. Granted, I don't know many, and well, okay, some are a bit odd.... Just a difference of culture is all. Sure they think we are odd too." She nods then and says, "cuz the arrow has a pointy bit. That's what makes it an arrow." She nods slowly to Anze as she helps explain it.

Ophelia will stay long enough to watch the prizes being handed out, and applaud the winners with a warm smile. Then, she'll turn and glide out, heading off to who knows where.

Alis just smirks at Calyso's joke, making a dramatic sigh for it just as Caelis joins them. "Lady Caelis. It was fun, wasn't it? A lovely day to be out and about. And such talented competitors." A nod of her head indicates all three who placed. There is definite pride in her smile when her husband is awarded the second place prizes.

"Ohhh, right" Anze gives himself a faux over exagerated slap to his forehead "because of the arrows. I'm glad tha pair of you were able to explain it, I was really lost there. You know Calypso, shes so funny, I can't really keep up with her sometimes."

As Fiachra looks down towards Alis, he says, "I don't think my arrows are as cooperative unless you're in real danger, alas. Or perhaps it's that I'm not as inspired without demons or bringers." His voice is dry, even as his green eyes glitter with amusement. When his name is called, he does move to receive his prizes. "Thank you, Lord Estaban. It was a pleasure to be able to come out today."

1 Grimhall House Guards leaves, following Melinda.

"Well, I could think of other jokes.. but, they aren't as clean." Khanne smirks a bit. "Calypso is just amazing at all the things though, isn't she?"

Alis leans over to whisper something to Fiachra, when he mentions the arrows being not cooperative. Or the lack of inspiration.

"Indeed. I should take this as a sign to practice my archery more diligently." Caelis smiles and curtsies to the couple politely before resuming her conversation with Alis. "Perhaps next time Anze should toss you about and see if it helps your husband's shooting your Highness." She suggests with a small smile as she teases.

Estaban smiles nodding his head, "Some time we should spar, I rescently had a spar with your sister she is very good with her sword." he smirks and looks to Fiora, "Lady Fiora, very well done first place please come collect your prize." he grins watching her.

Unfortunately for everyone who winces when Alis does crazy things, her eyes light up at Caelis words. "That is an -excellent- idea!" she exclaims, looking around for Anze. "What do you think?"

Fiora inclines her head and moves towards Estaban to collect her prizes. A soft spoken, "Thanks to you and General Calypso for hosting the event. It was a good chance to ply my bow again, if for a short time."

Anze hrms and rubs his jaw "think I could toss Alis least twenty feet. Whata you think Alis?"

"I'm nowhere near my sister's skill, alas." But Fiachra inclines his head, anyway, stepping away so that Fiora can receive her prize. And he hears Caelis' words, and his expression turns stony. "No one is throwing Alis. At least, not any time in the near future." There may even be a hint of a growl in his words as he looks at his wife.

Calypso grins a little at something whispered to her by Anze and then looks to the little group gathered around. "Oh is that the next competition? We are tossing Princess Alis?" She looks between Alis and Anze with a slight smirk.

"Ooooh. That. Well, perhaps up and down is considerably safer." Caelis amends with a blush at Fiachra's growling. "Let me know if you run out of tea your Highness." She says to Alis and bows to them both before ambling off to terrorize someone else with bad ideas and conversation.

Estaban gives Fiora her prizes and looks around clapping his hand, "Thank you all for comming, perhaps if this is something everyone has enjoyed we can perhaps have another. Well done everyone, well done!" he moves to grab a bottle of wine and pops the top, "Drink anyone?"

Alis looks thoughtful, because this is obviously a valid strategy. "I think ten would suff... okay, nevermind." she backtracks, having heard the growl. "We'll discuss again in the future." Pause. "Like, a long ways away. Should we make our way home?" Before more growling ensues. "Thank you, Lady Caelis! I will message you soon!"

Violet has left the center of the square.

Arcelia looks to Aiden and Estaban. "Good job again Your Highness, Brother if there is nothing you need from me I am going to head back to Saik Tower for the night."

Arthur steps away from the wall of the shop, and the man stretches. He brushes his fingers through his dark hair and then adjusts his leather armor a bit. He seems a bit unsure, the commoner clearly not really knowing anyone, and not wanting to intrude on the (Mostly) more important folks around him.

Estaban shakes his head moving over to kiss his sisters cheek, "No and thank you for coming." he smiles at her, "We should talk later ok."

Calypso waves to Arcelia as she announces her departure. "Thank you for joining us Lady Arcelia."

Anze laughs as Alis is chastized a bit and he grins at Fiachra "once you put an idea in her head, I ain sure you can stop it, just you wait, two weeks from now we're all gonna be gatherin here to try our hand at throwin her accross tha square."