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The 'Gun' Show
WHO: Samouel Gareth and Gavin Ashara & Anyone welcome to come watch or converse.
WHAT: Sam and Gavin feel like they need to better prepare themselves for those climbing/falling lessons. Time to work out.
WHEN: Fifth of Firstfall
WHERE: By those training dummies behind the Herald's Rest.
NOTES: More than likely partial nudity (scandalous). Feel free to jump into Sam's and Gavin's conversation or if you want start off a post and maybe gossip while they put on a show? Brackets/prose welcome
WHAT: Sam and Gavin feel like they need to better prepare themselves for those climbing/falling lessons. Time to work out.
WHEN: Fifth of Firstfall
WHERE: By those training dummies behind the Herald's Rest.
NOTES: More than likely partial nudity (scandalous). Feel free to jump into Sam's and Gavin's conversation or if you want start off a post and maybe gossip while they put on a show? Brackets/prose welcome
So lessons in falling safely were going well. That was probably just being nice about it. Gavin knew how to climb, but his falling expertise was in 'no grace and nearly breaking a neck'. Sam on the other hand could take a fall well, but his climbing could certainly take work.
Obviously they needed to work on some things, like perhaps working out to better themselves. And what better way than to do that with a buddy?
"So wait... you fell and managed to do so in such a way to slam into a horse?" He doesn't want to believe it, but after knowing Gavin after this long he does. Sam finds it amusing that they both have a habit of falling or hurting themselves in some odd fashion, but Gavin truly has a gift.

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Gavin stretched his arms up above his head, and then behind his back, rotating his shoulders as he did so.
"Horses and I have a history, what can I say," He said wryly, before finishing his stretches and reaching down to pull his shirt up and over his head. He had a very lean build - mostly muscle and little fat between it, but the muscles were not built in a way that showed any particular attention to them. Just what naturally occurred from running around clambering on things and firing at stuff with a bow.
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