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The travel to Ardora had been rough, travelling long distances was a challenge for her, whether it be by horse or carriage. The pain of being bumped around and staying in one position for hours on end was excruciating. She had allowed herself the night to rest before heading out to join the festivities.
With her bow secured in it’s sheath at the back of her chair she approached a free lane at the archery range. After days of next to no shooting she wanted nothing more than to let off some steam. Her eyes glanced down the row of archers her eyes settling on a particular target that had more arrows around it than on it
“I hope they have better archers than that here” she chuckled out loud, reaching behind her for her own bow, “otherwise they might as well give me the reward for best archer now”
