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sixthiterationlogs2016-11-16 10:33 pm
hawkeyesniper) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2016-11-16 10:33 pm
Lacking in Skill
WHO: Riza Hawkeye & OTA
WHERE: The Inn, possibly other places depending on how thread goes
WHEN: November 16
OPEN TO: Leaning towards archers, but if anyone wants to get some CR with Riza feel free
WARNINGS: Mention of recent animal deaths -- though not specific detail
STATUS: Open
Things were starting to look grim. Between the disappearances, the multiple animal carcasses popping up, and then the attack on the woman who had gone to explore the ruins, Riza was starting to get very concerned with how vulnerable she was. It wasn't that Riza couldn't take care of herself. She was decent at hand-to-hand, but it was becoming clear that whatever was out there was more than capable of taking down an animal or human with that level of skill. The only weapon she'd ever really used was a gun -- different types of guns and certainly explosives -- but they were lacking in that department here. She had nothing and while she could join the group of people who used knives or at least carried them, she'd never had quite the skill with blades that Hughes had possessed.
So where did that leave Riza? Well, if it was one thing she had learned over the years it was to try and adapt. She needed to find and train in a new skill and, more importantly, she needed someone to show her how to do it. She knew there were people here who practiced or were skilled at archery, she figured she might start there. Riza knew the weapon supply was limited, but she also knew that there were some "less pristine" bows that had possibly been set aside for such use. Still, before she could worry about any of that she had to see if anyone would even be willing to teach her.
The day before, she'd left a note on the "FOR TRADE" curtain of the inn, for the purposes of starting the exchange. It seemed easier to leave a note than to try and ask for assistance door to door. The note had read as follows:
WANTED: LESSONS IN ARCHERY, KNIVES, OR SNARES. TRADE FOR DOG TRAINING, CUPS OF TEA, OR DISCUSS OTHER. INTERESTED PARTIES MEET NOON, TOMORROW, HERE.
It was now the appointed time and Riza sat with her back against a wall and watching the entrance to the inn for any likely teachers to approach her. Of course, if anyone else wanted to stop over for a chat she was more than willing to pass the time that way as well.
WHERE: The Inn, possibly other places depending on how thread goes
WHEN: November 16
OPEN TO: Leaning towards archers, but if anyone wants to get some CR with Riza feel free
WARNINGS: Mention of recent animal deaths -- though not specific detail
STATUS: Open
Things were starting to look grim. Between the disappearances, the multiple animal carcasses popping up, and then the attack on the woman who had gone to explore the ruins, Riza was starting to get very concerned with how vulnerable she was. It wasn't that Riza couldn't take care of herself. She was decent at hand-to-hand, but it was becoming clear that whatever was out there was more than capable of taking down an animal or human with that level of skill. The only weapon she'd ever really used was a gun -- different types of guns and certainly explosives -- but they were lacking in that department here. She had nothing and while she could join the group of people who used knives or at least carried them, she'd never had quite the skill with blades that Hughes had possessed.
So where did that leave Riza? Well, if it was one thing she had learned over the years it was to try and adapt. She needed to find and train in a new skill and, more importantly, she needed someone to show her how to do it. She knew there were people here who practiced or were skilled at archery, she figured she might start there. Riza knew the weapon supply was limited, but she also knew that there were some "less pristine" bows that had possibly been set aside for such use. Still, before she could worry about any of that she had to see if anyone would even be willing to teach her.
The day before, she'd left a note on the "FOR TRADE" curtain of the inn, for the purposes of starting the exchange. It seemed easier to leave a note than to try and ask for assistance door to door. The note had read as follows:
WANTED: LESSONS IN ARCHERY, KNIVES, OR SNARES. TRADE FOR DOG TRAINING, CUPS OF TEA, OR DISCUSS OTHER. INTERESTED PARTIES MEET NOON, TOMORROW, HERE.
It was now the appointed time and Riza sat with her back against a wall and watching the entrance to the inn for any likely teachers to approach her. Of course, if anyone else wanted to stop over for a chat she was more than willing to pass the time that way as well.