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There it was, the dull pounding of his heartbeat behind his ears as his heart rate started to climb adrenaline and anticipation pouring through his body like a tidal wave, and already the towers were closing in on the walls of the castle he had been hired to defend and already were other, less skilled men trying to shoot the men inside through the rawhides and wood. A young man beside him, likely no older than nineteen had already ran out of half if not more of his arrow supply with wasted shots and the men beyond him were no better off. "Damn fools." The elf's voice hung low as he stepped up onto the ramparts of the castle walls and moved along them towards the first tower that was to arrive.
Grinding gears, clanking chains, the sounds, and smells of men ready and unready for a siege poured from the siege engine, a dull thud of steel on steel from within gave the elf a decent idea of who was in command and it made him all the more aware that this was going to be a long day. Drawing his first arrow of the siege and knocking it in the string of his elven bow and pulled it to his cheek waiting, biding his time until he saw the enemy. Wood smashing against stone, the whooshing of arrows leaving their bows and the sound of arrow shafts splintering on hardened armor pulled a mighty cacophony as the defenders around him began to loose their own arrows towards the men and... did his eyes deceive him an unarmored woman stood amongst them.
Taking a bead on the unarmored figure he loosed his own arrow, the first of many to come. with a snap his bow sprung from it's tensed state and the arrow pulled from it with immense speed and accuracy that only an elf could hope to master, sinking itself several inches deep into one of the attackers that was stupid enough to stand without a shield, the shaft found a loose link of chain and buried itself to the fletchings within the man as he slumped over against the side of the siege tower unmoving. Just as he loosed he ducked back moving his body like a fluid behind the nearest rampart and nocking another arrow loosing his second shot towards the unarmored figure his arrow leaving the string with the same speed and accuracy as before on a trajectory with the woman's heart.
(( I hope this was an alright post to start off with. ))
There it was, the dull pounding of his heartbeat behind his ears as his heart rate started to climb adrenaline and anticipation pouring through his body like a tidal wave, and already the towers were closing in on the walls of the castle he had been hired to defend and already were other, less skilled men trying to shoot the men inside through the rawhides and wood. A young man beside him, likely no older than nineteen had already ran out of half if not more of his arrow supply with wasted shots and the men beyond him were no better off. "Damn fools." The elf's voice hung low as he stepped up onto the ramparts of the castle walls and moved along them towards the first tower that was to arrive.
Grinding gears, clanking chains, the sounds, and smells of men ready and unready for a siege poured from the siege engine, a dull thud of steel on steel from within gave the elf a decent idea of who was in command and it made him all the more aware that this was going to be a long day. Drawing his first arrow of the siege and knocking it in the string of his elven bow and pulled it to his cheek waiting, biding his time until he saw the enemy. Wood smashing against stone, the whooshing of arrows leaving their bows and the sound of arrow shafts splintering on hardened armor pulled a mighty cacophony as the defenders around him began to loose their own arrows towards the men and... did his eyes deceive him an unarmored woman stood amongst them.
Taking a bead on the unarmored figure he loosed his own arrow, the first of many to come. with a snap his bow sprung from it's tensed state and the arrow pulled from it with immense speed and accuracy that only an elf could hope to master, sinking itself several inches deep into one of the attackers that was stupid enough to stand without a shield, the shaft found a loose link of chain and buried itself to the fletchings within the man as he slumped over against the side of the siege tower unmoving. Just as he loosed he ducked back moving his body like a fluid behind the nearest rampart and nocking another arrow loosing his second shot towards the unarmored figure his arrow leaving the string with the same speed and accuracy as before on a trajectory with the woman's heart.
(( I hope this was an alright post to start off with. ))
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