Solo Exploring The Woods.

[Severus]

2nd of Winter, 513 AV. Late afternoon.

After returning from the bazaar Severus entered the White Swan inn and sat at one of the empty tables, haven't eating the day before he was starving. He definitely needed food before venturing into the woods outside. He called someone over that appeared to be a waiter and ordered some lunch, handing him 5 GM to pay for the meal.

He leaned back in his chair while waiting on his meal to be brought to him, this sure was a change from traveling the roads cooking deer and other wild animals over a campfire. Was
rather relaxing, too relaxing. As soon as he ate his food he would grab his gear and head out into the woods.

He needed to familiarize himself with the woods and other various surroundings close to the city, especially if he planned to be a hunter or a mercenary. As it would make no sense to know literally nothing about the surroundings and apply for a job that requires at least partial knowledge. It wasn't long before his meal arrived, and in almost the same amount of time he engulfed it.

Thanking the waiter for the meal he got up and proceeded to the front desk, he asked the person currently in charge if his items had been delivered from the bazaar. The person replied saying the items were already placed in his room for them, that they arrived a short while ago.

Severus thanked him before proceeding up the stairs to his room. Opening the door he found all the things he purchased neatly arranged in the sitting area, his armor and quiver with arrows attached to the mannequin, crossbow lying beside it. He grabbed his armor and quiver off the mannequin donning both. He also went to his bedroom to grab his backpack, should he find any wild game to kill he could possibly skin it for its hide and meat to sell.

Slinging his backpack over the should opposite the quiver is on he walked out of his bedroom grabbing his crossbow and hurridly running out the door shutting it swiftly behind him. Rushing down the steps out and the door he ran down the main road heading towards the gates so he could finally get into the woods.

He reached the gate and stopped, asking the guards for directions to the Bronze Woods, they pointed him north and off he went. Eager to test out his brand new crossbow and hopefully find a few deer to skin for its leather.

[Severus]

Running towards the direction the guards pointed him he quickly reached the Bronze Woods. Letting out a sigh of relief that he didn't get lost like he usually does when he rushes off to somewhere new. He entered the forest walking around as quietly as possible, being sure not to scare off any possible prey.

He walked around for a bit thinking to himself, looking around for any signs of any animals. Eventually Severus decided to stop, spotting a old dead tree that looked perfect to shoot test shots at so he could get used to his new crossbow. Retrieving a arrow from his quiver he loaded it in his crossbow.

Aiming down the crossbow so as to get as much accuracy as possible he fired it at the tree. The bow kicked only slightly, which was something he simply wasn't used to not having used one in so long, making the arrow land slightly to the left of where he had hoped it would of.

Guess this bow will take a little more getting used to, he thought to himself. Retireveing another arrow from his quiver he loaded it in the bow once more, aiming down the crossbow as he had done before. This time bracing the end of it closer to the joint of his shoulder, firing it again this time he was much more used to the kick of the bow.

This arrow landed far closer than the other one, only off by not more than a few inches.
He retrieved his two arrows from the tree putting them back in his quiver. He decided to get a bit more distance this time, walking several more feet from where he was previously standing. Drawing yet another arrow from his quiver he loaded the crossbow once more.

This time he aimed a bit differently, closing his right eye so as to focus more in the direction of the arrow and the tree. Firing the crossbow the bolt hit the tree with thunk. He walked up to the tree to see where his arrow had landed. It was far from where he had aimed.. "Damn.." He said. " I really do need much more practice..seems not using a bow for several seasons does indeed make your skills degrade.."

Pulling the bolt out of the tree he placed it back in his quiver. He walked back to where he had stood earlier and went through the motions of retrieving arrows, firing, and repeating. All the while trying to hit the middle of the tree. He stopped shooting after around 10-15 arrows or so.

He walked back up to the tree to examine his work, two of the last shots were only a foot or so from the middle, while the rest..let's just say weren't even close. Retrieving the arrows from the tree he broke two or so of them, the arrowheads and pieces of said arrow hurried into the tree.

Cursing softly under his breath he threw the end of the arrows on the ground. "Well, at least I know this bow has pretty good power to it.." He said to himself. Placing the arrows back in his quiver, and rather bored, he decided he would try to track down a animal for target practice. Moving targets are a lot better for practice than trees.

He hoped he could properly track down a animal, as he had very minimal experience in tracking. He began walking further into the woods, hoping to spot something eventually.