[indent][indent][indent] [table] [row] [sup][h3][b][color=2e2c2c] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ [right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right][/color] [/b][/h3][/sup] [/row][row] [cell][color=2e2c2c]______________________________________[/color] [right] [img]https://i.imgur.com/KC23pQL.png[/img] [/right] [/cell][cell] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [color=2e2c2c]__________________________________________________[/color] [sup][h2][center] [color=BLACK][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color] [color=5B89A6][sub]S I R M A T H I A S L A R S E N[/sub][/color][center][sub][sub][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/d8/2a/ffd82ab740e7017d32f52a89d77f567e.jpg][i][sub]♖ o u t f i t ♖[/sub][/i][/url][color=gray](#1)[/color] [/sub][/sub] [/center] [/center] [/h2][/sup] [center][color=silver][sub]S H O O T I N G R A N G E , 10 : 0 0 A M[/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]I N T E R A C T I O N S : [@Aerandir], [@Tae][/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [center][color=gray][sub][sub]M E N T I O N S : [@Mole] , [@Silverpaw] ,[@ReusableSword][/sub][/sub][/color][/center] [/cell] [/row] [/table] [/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][indent] [img]https://i.imgur.com/5hvxqqK.png[/img] [/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=gray] Mary and Lukas both cheered for the Woodsman every time he landed a shot, and every time he did not, they'd shout words of encouragement. Mary even cursed out the squirrel that had distracted Verrick from landing his shot, prompting Lukas to do the same. Mathias looked at them both with a stern look that pointed more to Mary than his son. It was the middle of the third round when the invitation from Lord Ravenwood finally reached the trio. Mathias looked back to spot Roman and gave the man a wave. He'd have to thank him later for offering a seat for them. Mary wasted no time, wishing Mathias luck and letting the boy give his father a quick hug before hurrying up to meet with Lord Ravewoon, whispering to herself. Mathias only managed to catch the phrases "secure the bag" and "you'll help me charm the lord, little guy". It wasn't long before the final round was over that Mathias approached Verrick, smiling at him and congratulating the man on his win. [color=5B89A6]"Not bad for someone shooting with their weaker hand,"[/color] He looked towards the Shehzadi, [color=5B89A6]"Three point difference. I am sure you would have shot bullseye with your good arm in every round."[/color] He patted Verrick on his good shoulder this time. Up next was Lord Cassius Vael against Issac. Mathias found it odd that people would only write themselves in as just their first name, but this was a public event, and it was probably a common man trying his luck. He watched the three rounds, distracted by his own upcoming match. It was over before he knew it, and Mathias was called forward to the front. He had removed the blue blazer and rolled the sleeves of his blouse for better mobility before he approached the front. He turned back briefly, scanning the crowd for his son. Unexpectedly his eyes met briefly with those of Prince Wulfric, making him straighten out his back, but with the sound of his son's voice, he quickly spotted him near the bottom with the rest of Ravenwood's party. Seeing Princess Sadie and Prince Felix there also brought in another wave of nervousness that he had been trying to fight off. He did not wish to disappoint them, but at least whoever won this time would be a win for Varian. When Lady Thea approached, he bowed to her in greeting and wished her luck before they were instructed to begin. Mathias had once been good in archery when he had first picked up the bow, he'd been good until he realized that others were far better than him. The blade suited him better, he preferred to be up close to his opponent, their movements easier to read and see. For the first round, every arrow landed on target without a problem, and although his score was low, he felt some confidence growing. Behind him, he heard Mary and Lukas cheer, he'd hoped that Mary would behave herself around the Prince and Princess, but that was clearly not going to happen. The second round was worse than the last with only twelve points; at least there had been no misses. He shot two near misses and one just above the yellow line for the final round. His last shot, although a bullseye, was not enough to secure him the win. [/color][/indent][/indent]