First Stop..... -- Practice Yards

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Date Posted: 09:31:10 02/13/02 Wed
Author: Loric
Subject: First Stop.....

::She walked forward, using her unstrung and straight longbow as a walking staff, the practice grounds being the first destination in her mind. She wanted to make sure her skills were intact, after her ribs and shoulder had just healed from her recent battle. Climbing a tree deftly, she turned her blue eyes on a few target dummies. Pulling up her longbow and stringing it, she nocked an arrow and let fly. A perfect, hit, as always, right where the sternum would have been. Her silent red-shafted arrow lodging all the way through the dummy. She smiled lightly to herself, her dark hair fluttering in the wind, as she nocked two arrows at once this time, drew full and let fly. One arrow struck the groin, and the other the head, knocking it off. Laughing lightly to hewrself, she leapt down from the tree and drew her sword, for some close combat. Running up silently behind another dummy, she took a whirling swing at it, slashing its back, then thrust the short blade forward, impaling the dummy through the stomach. Each action was fluid and silent; stealth was her most practised ability. Withdrawing the blade and resheathing it, she turned, and walked off, in search of the Lady who had sent for her.::

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