Completed [Bronze Woods] Axes and Daggers

[Vassarka Oleander]

Timestamp: Morning, 79th of Spring 513
Vassarka moved through the city gates with ease on the back of her horse, her wide black cloak concealing the weapons hidden underneath. She could feel her hands itching to get a taste of the wooden handle of her throwing axe, the cool steel of the throwing daggers. Once she was past the guards who barely seemed to notice anyone leaving the city, she dug her heels into her horse and rode.
Roughly thirty chimes later, when Vassarka was sure that she was far away enough from the city, she dismounted the horse and led him off into the undergrowth at the side of the road. She went sufficiently deep in so that he would be hidden, then left him tied to a tree branch. Now her weapons could be used.
Firstly, she withdrew the throwing axe from the horse’s saddlebag and tested its weight. It was a comfortable weight, not the mention with a wickedly sharp blade. She tried to throw it, and it got about two feet before falling straight to the ground. Vassarka sighed and moved to pick it up from the soil in which the blade was buried. She tried again, and this time it went about twice the distance, even hitting a tree and bouncing back off it. She picked it up, and chose a tree to aim at. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to focus solely on the axe and the target. Throwing it, Vassarka watched as the blade flew, handle spinning over blade, for it to land several feet away from the tree she had been aiming at. Fuming, Vassarka stormed over to the axe and hurled it forward, without even thinking. To her surprise, it hit a tree, and stuck there, the handle quivering slightly. Elated, Vassarka moved over to the tree, and wrenched the axe out of it. It had gone pretty deep, perhaps it was the rage inside of her that she wanted to find. She ran her fingers over the deep gaping wound in the tree’s side, and tried to imagine that as being a person…that would almost certainly kill someone. She just needed to work on aim.
If that first throw had been a fluke, almost 100 chimes later, Vassarka was fairly certain that she could at least throw an axe hard enough to hit a tree. She wiped the sweat off her brow with a long, elegant arm, and walked over to the tall, broad-leafed tree that had been her main target for the past 30 chimes. Pulling the axe out of the bark, she glanced at it. She felt strangely attached to what was, essentially a lump of wood and metal. Sitting down on the ground, she strode over to her horse’s saddlebag and pulled out her lunch, some fruit that she had gathered on the way there. She slowly bit into it and chewed, feeling the energy flow back into her as she devoured the food. Finishing her lunch, she stood up, and stowed the axe away. Now she needed to train with her throwing dagger. They were more beautiful than the axe, and seemed to fit snugly into the palm of her hand. There was no harm in trying, she supposed.
Selecting a dagger at random, Vassarka hurled it at the tree that she was practicing the axe throwing with. It didn’t go very far, but still further than the axe had gone the first time she had thrown that. The knife was stuck deep into the ground, and she pulled it out, moving swiftly into an about turn that ended in a throw. The dagger actually got pretty far, and even skimmed the bark of a tree, slicing off part of it. Vassarka tried throwing each of the daggers in turn for another 30 chimes, until she was tired and her arm ached. She was fairly certain that she should return to the city now, and begin packing for the journey that was to come.

[Accolade]

Vassarka Oleander

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Axe	+ 1 XP
Dagger	+ 1 XP
Observation	+ 1 XP

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Quick and to the point
•	The weight of an axe vs a dagger
•	A lucky throw

Notes :

Very short thread there. If I may, I would say that if you're not comfortable doing long solos, maybe at least two post per weapon?

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