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[issala]

WHO: Kas & Open
WHAT: Someone suggested archery.
WHEN: Today, mid- to afternoon
WHERE: To the left by the stables.
NOTES: Brackets or prose is okay!

Alayre was the one to blame for the idea to pick up archery, although it was a sound idea. Most scouts were proficient in it, and Kas' skills with daggers left a lot to desire - so it wasn't strange that the teen had borrowed a bow and quiver from another scout, setting up a dummy in the open area by the stables and attempting to hit it.

It... wasn't easy. Drawing the bow was a bit of a struggle for a youngster with little muscle to his body, and his aiming was way off. The walls of the fortress saw a lot more arrows than the dummy, but the boy didn't give up. Stubborn as a dwarf, he pulled another arrow, trying to not knock it on his little nubs again. His hand was bleeding a little, sliced on the fletching by holding the grip wrong, but it didn't seem to dissuade him, either.

It wasn't until he had emptied the quiver that the teen sat down where he had stood and sighed dramatically. "This is stupid."

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Sam gives an amused snort at Kas agreeing to the terms. He was confident in thinking that his horns would grow out, but still... he'd have to keep an eye out for an older Kas chasing him down if for some reason it didn't happen.

Honestly, any of the healers would be more than willing to help Kas with any injuries, but based off this interaction Sam guessed the Qunari did not seem like the type to openly look for help. Even if Kas never took him up on the offer at least he knew that there were people out there who were willing to help.

"Well I'll leave you to your practice. Do me a favor though. At least put on some gloves or whatever those special leather pieces are for archery." Taking his hand back, Sam gives a small wave before heading back into the stables to gather up that hay he had originally came to get.