In the summer, I remember

[rowancrowned]

WHO: Thranduil, Legolas, anyone good with a bow or who enjoys the wine on offer.
WHAT: ROOTY TOOTY POINT N SHOOTY ARCHERY CONTEST
WHEN: 8th of Bloomingtide, midmorning until sunset.
WHERE: Valley
NOTES: log for a friendly wager! 

The eighth of Bloomingtide began as a chilly morning; not quite cold enough to leave frost on the budding flowers and fresh-sprouted plants in the heights of Skyhold, but nearly, nearly.

By the time the sun was been in the sky for a few hours, most of the early-morning chill had burned off, leaving a day that promised to be nearly too-hot for those who would be stuck in full-plate and in direct sunlight. Thranduil wasn’t expecting any to come clanking down to his little fete, but had none the less secured a spot in the shade. Varric had apparently found him while he was still working on organizing—the target launchers are set neatly in line with everything else. Along the clay pigeon launchers were the standard, stock targets, blindfolds—and on a table off to the side was a few bottles of sweet wine beside loaves of brown bread and hard cheeses.

The contest did not pretend to be anything other than what it was; a chance to meet, and mingle, and possibly show off archery skills. The purses wrested next to the wine and cheese and Thranduil himself. He had found a chair to rest in while waiting for the contestants to arrive, dressed plainer than he had so far allowed himself to be seen. On his fingers, four rings glittered—but his confidence in Legolas was so absolute, he doubted he would lose even one before the days was out.

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[wickedchase]

"Figured I'd go the amusing route. Besides, way I see it, I win regardless."

Though he does owe Dalish something nice for letting him borrow it.

He grins sharply at Ellana. "Truthfully, you'd think I'd have learned a thing or two about actual archery. Had a partner for ages who was hell of a shot."

[serannas]

"You would think the same of me, being around all those hunters!" And once being in love with a hunter too. But he'd never offered to show her how to fire an arrow, and she'd never thought to ask. Even her best friend was a hunter, but it just never occurred to either of them that Ellana could try it.

"Maybe I can add it to my list of hobbies."

[wickedchase]

"Ah, yes. Our growing list of hobbies. Potential archery, frowning upon Dalish tradition, and shapeshifting. Let's not forget to put tea time in our growing schedule. Might even take up knitting."

[serannas]

Ellana giggles at that and gives a bit of a shrug. "Perhaps we should leave something for other people, before we end up mastering it all." Which is a joke, because Ellana hardly thinks herself a master at any of her hobbies.