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[ For the umpteenth time Ashura lowered his arm and thus his bow, glaring at the dark shaft of his arrow as it buried its head in the grass beyond the target he had set up for himself. It gave him little comfort that he had managed to get some to strike his target. A lucky one had even found the center, if barely. Not that it had happened again, nor had Ashura truly understood how he got it there.

Archery was indeed a different beast from the sword.

Sighing heavily, he put the bow away and made out to fetch the arrows that had gone beyond his target, having set himself up just beyond the garden. He bent and began to tug them from the ground, like a farmer pulling carrots.

For a minute he considered giving up, but that wasn't in him, and he had set himself the task. He might not ever be a master - in fact, he most surely would not - but he would at least make himself competent enough to hit something with some sense of regularity.

It just might take longer than he expected. And come with more blisters.]

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Need some help? (Tylendel is sitting nearby under a tree. There is a book laying open on his chest, yet it doesn't have his attention. For the past five or so minutes, he has been watching Ashura.)

I'm not an expert, but I did take Weapon's Training at the Collegium in Valdemar.

Edited 2014-04-30 08:50 (UTC)

_{[ He looked over to the young man with golden hair and he gave him a
smile that said he knew just how made his attempts had been. ]}

I would not mind extra help, no. I can handle a sword well enough, but archery is clearly not my forte.

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