Day 2, Speed skating
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There was a [b]myth[/b], spread among the fans of the gemstone dance troupe that the singing of the elusive water dancer, Sapphire, could enchant and ensnare anyone who even hear a whisper of it. Well, that's not a myth anymore, as Eiyora just witnessed how other competitors gathered around Sapphire, as if shielding her, helping her as she sing with her clear and mesmerizing voice, completely unaffected by her wobbly skating. "I wonder if this counts as cheating..." Eiyora considers calmly on the audience stand, seemingly recovered from her stunned state of yesterday and reached a relatively balanced mindset where such performance is no longer surprising or tramatising. But, you'll never know, as there is still 5 more days to go...
Day 2, Speed skating
There was a
myth, spread among the fans of the gemstone dance troupe that the singing of the elusive water dancer, Sapphire, could enchant and ensnare anyone who even hear a whisper of it. Well, that's not a myth anymore, as Eiyora just witnessed how other competitors gathered around Sapphire, as if shielding her, helping her as she sing with her clear and mesmerizing voice, completely unaffected by her wobbly skating. "I wonder if this counts as cheating..." Eiyora considers calmly on the audience stand, seemingly recovered from her stunned state of yesterday and reached a relatively balanced mindset where such performance is no longer surprising or tramatising. But, you'll never know, as there is still 5 more days to go...
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[size=5]Cross-Country Skiing[/size]
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"That's just a [b]myth[/b]." Hebra sneered, rolling her eyes at the male tundra standing next to her. She couldn't recall asking for anyone's opinion on which breed was the better skier, especially not that of someone she didn't even know.
"It's true! I swear it. Tundras are just built for skiing. It's not your fault we're better." The tundra said as he pushed his chin up high. It was obvious that the dragon thought very highly of himself and his breed but Hebra wasn't buying it. That smug smirk of his was annoying her, and she just wanted the conversation to end.
"Well if that's the case, it will be even more embarrassing when I beat you." She challenged turning her head back toward the starting line. Just as the tundra opened his mouth to say something back the sound of a whistle interrupted him.
[size=3]"On your mark! Get set! Go!"[/size]
The sound of the starting horn blared through the air and Hebra pushed off and away from the dragon that had been bothering her. Cross country skiing was her specialty and she wasn't going to lose to some egotistic tundra who thought otherwise.
Cross-Country Skiing
"That's just a
myth." Hebra sneered, rolling her eyes at the male tundra standing next to her. She couldn't recall asking for anyone's opinion on which breed was the better skier, especially not that of someone she didn't even know.
"It's true! I swear it. Tundras are just built for skiing. It's not your fault we're better." The tundra said as he pushed his chin up high. It was obvious that the dragon thought very highly of himself and his breed but Hebra wasn't buying it. That smug smirk of his was annoying her, and she just wanted the conversation to end.
"Well if that's the case, it will be even more embarrassing when I beat you." She challenged turning her head back toward the starting line. Just as the tundra opened his mouth to say something back the sound of a whistle interrupted him.
"On your mark! Get set! Go!"
The sound of the starting horn blared through the air and Hebra pushed off and away from the dragon that had been bothering her. Cross country skiing was her specialty and she wasn't going to lose to some egotistic tundra who thought otherwise.
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[i]Ice Hockey[/i][/center]
Ice hockey was a frenetic affair, and easily drew an audience. Things were never quiet for long. From the roar of the crowd, to the claxon's blare and the frequent clack as players battled for the puck.
When they'd taken their seats, Inima had noticed Strala sitting a few rows behind them. She had a few sheets of parchment and a quill at the ready. Truly, the clan's new newspaper was no myth. Even though it would be some time until the Mirror saw the event she was most invested in, she seemed to be making a good effort at accomplishing the journalist's task for every one she saw in the meantime.
Those who'd noticed would have said that the camaraderie of practising for the games had been good for Flares. Though he already knew their captain, Saya, from gathering-work, he'd experienced good rapport with others beyond that sphere. Saya was catching her breath. Flares tapped her shoulder once and told her, “we trust you.”
Saya looked the Nocturne in the eye and nodded. “Thank you.”
They were one point away from the match coming to an end, and either side could take it. The Wildclaw couldn't speak for her opponents, but she knew her team still had fight to give.
The whistle signalled the end of the moment of peace, and the scuffle for the puck recommenced. One of the team managed to seize it from an opponent eyeing their goal and passed to Saya. The Wildclaw charged forward, a couple of team-mates advanced with her, and once her way was blocked, she passed to Flares who shot for that last point.
Ice Hockey
Ice hockey was a frenetic affair, and easily drew an audience. Things were never quiet for long. From the roar of the crowd, to the claxon's blare and the frequent clack as players battled for the puck.
When they'd taken their seats, Inima had noticed Strala sitting a few rows behind them. She had a few sheets of parchment and a quill at the ready. Truly, the clan's new newspaper was no myth. Even though it would be some time until the Mirror saw the event she was most invested in, she seemed to be making a good effort at accomplishing the journalist's task for every one she saw in the meantime.
Those who'd noticed would have said that the camaraderie of practising for the games had been good for Flares. Though he already knew their captain, Saya, from gathering-work, he'd experienced good rapport with others beyond that sphere. Saya was catching her breath. Flares tapped her shoulder once and told her, “we trust you.”
Saya looked the Nocturne in the eye and nodded. “Thank you.”
They were one point away from the match coming to an end, and either side could take it. The Wildclaw couldn't speak for her opponents, but she knew her team still had fight to give.
The whistle signalled the end of the moment of peace, and the scuffle for the puck recommenced. One of the team managed to seize it from an opponent eyeing their goal and passed to Saya. The Wildclaw charged forward, a couple of team-mates advanced with her, and once her way was blocked, she passed to Flares who shot for that last point.
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SocklessWonder
Your team's uniforms are fantastic! What a great idea!
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SocklessWonder
Your team's uniforms are fantastic! What a great idea!
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Deladria
Thank you!
I love your characterization of Glacierth. You have me wanting to see how much he's improved!
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Deladria
Thank you!
I love your characterization of Glacierth. You have me wanting to see how much he's improved!
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While speedy [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&id=242017&tab=dragon&did=22944142]Glacierth [/url]was first from WindSky Weyr to sign up at the Winter Games, you can bet [b]Delcieloth[/b] was right behind him! The sky-struck bog is also a returning contestant, full of confidence. He’d discovered the joy of soaring through the air from the end of a [b]ski jump[/b] and is now thoroughly hooked. That his distance increases with his air time is less important to him than the time he remains aloft, but the end result is positive. Up! Up and out, and on and on … His ecstasy knows no bounds while he is airborne! Should he bring home a medal, so much the better - almost as good as disproving the [i]myth[/i] that “bogsneaks don’t fly”!
While speedy
Glacierth was first from WindSky Weyr to sign up at the Winter Games, you can bet
Delcieloth was right behind him! The sky-struck bog is also a returning contestant, full of confidence. He’d discovered the joy of soaring through the air from the end of a
ski jump and is now thoroughly hooked. That his distance increases with his air time is less important to him than the time he remains aloft, but the end result is positive. Up! Up and out, and on and on … His ecstasy knows no bounds while he is airborne! Should he bring home a medal, so much the better - almost as good as disproving the
myth that “bogsneaks don’t fly”!
. w.w .
[center][b]Cross-Country Skiing[/b][/center]
[i]”So, who is taking this one on?”[/i]
The group of Tavern dragons had gathered in hushed whispers figuring out where their particular skills would best be suited.
[i]”Well, I can’t, I’m better suited for that one.”[/i]
[i]”Well, someone has to.”[/i]
A hushed silence suddenly fell over the group as a wildclaw pushed past them to the sign up. White wolf cloak covering her body.
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[i]”Is that…?”[/i]
[i]”I thought she was a myth.[/i]
The wildclaw ignored her clanmates as she often did and signed up for the cross-country skiing. Without a second thought she went to get ready, ignoring everyone around her as she got the skis on and prepared herself for the cross country. A white blur, if her skis were white she would simply blend in with the snow.
Cross-Country Skiing
”So, who is taking this one on?”
The group of Tavern dragons had gathered in hushed whispers figuring out where their particular skills would best be suited.
”Well, I can’t, I’m better suited for that one.”
”Well, someone has to.”
A hushed silence suddenly fell over the group as a wildclaw pushed past them to the sign up. White wolf cloak covering her body.
”Is that…?”
”I thought she was a myth.
The wildclaw ignored her clanmates as she often did and signed up for the cross-country skiing. Without a second thought she went to get ready, ignoring everyone around her as she got the skis on and prepared herself for the cross country. A white blur, if her skis were white she would simply blend in with the snow.
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[center]After a long day of curling, a completely exhausting first challenge in the Cats' Choice Awards, and a risky adventure through a dungeon in the Icewarden's prison ward, Fireclaw came back to the guestroom exhausted. He had quite the story to tell to his friends, even though he left out the fact that he had went to a dungeon with two knife-wielding cats.
Everyone had fun, but Unknown was keeping more to himself, and was reading in a corner of the room together with Gloomwillow.
Fireclaw decided to go talk with Unknown, see what he had been up to and it turned out that Unknown had spent most of the day reading about The Southern Icefields' myths and was now reading a book about the [u][b]myth[/b][/u] of Hati's eternal quest to devour the moon. It was apparently a pretty interesting research topic, so Fireclaw made a mental note to bring Unknown any interesting books he could find so his friend could keep studying this icy land's myths.
After a good night's sleep, he rose early and went to the Winter Games. It was now time for another day of intense competition, followed by his daily Cats' Choice Awards challenge.
Fireclaw spent some time gauging which event he should join today, and after some consideration he decided to pick Speed Skating, one of his favourites, and in which he had won a Bronze medal last year. The speed, the adrenaline pumping through is body, it was simply the best feeling ever!
He had a lot of fun today and happily went over to the warehouse where the cats had prepared [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/forga/2611305/25#post_37455183]their daily challenge[/url].[/center]
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Fireclaw - The Victor on Fire
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After a long day of curling, a completely exhausting first challenge in the Cats' Choice Awards, and a risky adventure through a dungeon in the Icewarden's prison ward, Fireclaw came back to the guestroom exhausted. He had quite the story to tell to his friends, even though he left out the fact that he had went to a dungeon with two knife-wielding cats.
Everyone had fun, but Unknown was keeping more to himself, and was reading in a corner of the room together with Gloomwillow.
Fireclaw decided to go talk with Unknown, see what he had been up to and it turned out that Unknown had spent most of the day reading about The Southern Icefields' myths and was now reading a book about the
myth of Hati's eternal quest to devour the moon. It was apparently a pretty interesting research topic, so Fireclaw made a mental note to bring Unknown any interesting books he could find so his friend could keep studying this icy land's myths.
After a good night's sleep, he rose early and went to the Winter Games. It was now time for another day of intense competition, followed by his daily Cats' Choice Awards challenge.
Fireclaw spent some time gauging which event he should join today, and after some consideration he decided to pick Speed Skating, one of his favourites, and in which he had won a Bronze medal last year. The speed, the adrenaline pumping through is body, it was simply the best feeling ever!
He had a lot of fun today and happily went over to the warehouse where the cats had prepared
their daily challenge.
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Asteria has been figure skating ever since he was a young child. He grew up with no other passion. However, this was his first year competing in the Sornieth Winter games, and he was more than nervous. There were so many people better than him here.
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[b]Day 2[/b]
Asteria sat beside the rink, slipping on his figure skates.
"It's no [b]myth[/b] that you're one of the best skaters here, Asteria." His coach said, walking up to him.
"I know, but my nerves are more than getting to me." He mumbled as he stood up.
He was in the practice rink, but his turn to compete was coming up soon. He walked over to the entrance to the rink, stepping on the ice and gliding off into the center. As he did, his routine's music started playing. He skated through it, hitting all the major stunts, but stumbling on the smaller parts.
As he was finished he skated over to where his coach stood.
"You need to hit everything, not just the big stunts," He said with a sigh.
"I know I know," Asteria mumbled
Just as he said that, a voice came over the rink intercom. "Asteria, please make your way to the official arena, your turn is coming up, I repeat, Asteria, please make your way to the official arena, your turn is coming up."
Figure Skating
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Asteria has been figure skating ever since he was a young child. He grew up with no other passion. However, this was his first year competing in the Sornieth Winter games, and he was more than nervous. There were so many people better than him here.
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Day 2
Asteria sat beside the rink, slipping on his figure skates.
"It's no
myth that you're one of the best skaters here, Asteria." His coach said, walking up to him.
"I know, but my nerves are more than getting to me." He mumbled as he stood up.
He was in the practice rink, but his turn to compete was coming up soon. He walked over to the entrance to the rink, stepping on the ice and gliding off into the center. As he did, his routine's music started playing. He skated through it, hitting all the major stunts, but stumbling on the smaller parts.
As he was finished he skated over to where his coach stood.
"You need to hit everything, not just the big stunts," He said with a sigh.
"I know I know," Asteria mumbled
Just as he said that, a voice came over the rink intercom. "Asteria, please make your way to the official arena, your turn is coming up, I repeat, Asteria, please make your way to the official arena, your turn is coming up."
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Before knowing Stuart Kim had never seen snow. The ice and the winter...she knew them but the soft white snow was nothing but a [b]myth[/b] for her. But then Kim went trough adventures and dangers and her path took her to the coldest lands of the world when she learned how to ski in an open space, and this is what she intends to do today, all her gears are gifts from the northern tribes and she is ready to start with the blessing of the mane of a Wintermane Bowman that adorn her gear as a shamanic protection against bad luck.
Cross-country skiing
Before knowing Stuart Kim had never seen snow. The ice and the winter...she knew them but the soft white snow was nothing but a
myth for her. But then Kim went trough adventures and dangers and her path took her to the coldest lands of the world when she learned how to ski in an open space, and this is what she intends to do today, all her gears are gifts from the northern tribes and she is ready to start with the blessing of the mane of a Wintermane Bowman that adorn her gear as a shamanic protection against bad luck.
