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towerofanimus2013-06-26 08:01 pm
bow_of_the_galadhrim) wrote in towerofanimus2013-06-26 08:01 pm
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Characters: Legolas and OPEN.
Setting: Forest floor, during the day.
Format: Prose to start, will swap though.
Summary: Zelda gave Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows. Cue practicing until exhausted.
Warnings: None?
Following Zelda giving Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows, the elf had found himself pondering just how to use them. He knew, like all of his people, how to force a sleep upon those that might terrorize them or to put fires to 'sleep' but he'd never done anything so fantastic as what Gandalf might do.
This was something he knew that he could do though, with practice. A lot of practice. And the sooner he got started, the better. She had mentioned enchanting his own arrows though, so that was how he would start.
The elf found a familiar spot, one he'd used to train many times before and where he usually started to go hunting, drew back and arrow and tried to focus. She'd said holy magic so he focused on that and tried but fired only a regular arrow. Again he fired and again he fired a regular arrow. He was patient though and kept focusing his energy until, finally, he was able to fire one holy powered Light Arrow at the tree, watching at the light shined as it left his hold and slammed into the tree.
With a grin, one that was noticeably smug, he drew on what he had moments before and fired another.
Setting: Forest floor, during the day.
Format: Prose to start, will swap though.
Summary: Zelda gave Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows. Cue practicing until exhausted.
Warnings: None?
Following Zelda giving Legolas the ability to use Light Arrows, the elf had found himself pondering just how to use them. He knew, like all of his people, how to force a sleep upon those that might terrorize them or to put fires to 'sleep' but he'd never done anything so fantastic as what Gandalf might do.
This was something he knew that he could do though, with practice. A lot of practice. And the sooner he got started, the better. She had mentioned enchanting his own arrows though, so that was how he would start.
The elf found a familiar spot, one he'd used to train many times before and where he usually started to go hunting, drew back and arrow and tried to focus. She'd said holy magic so he focused on that and tried but fired only a regular arrow. Again he fired and again he fired a regular arrow. He was patient though and kept focusing his energy until, finally, he was able to fire one holy powered Light Arrow at the tree, watching at the light shined as it left his hold and slammed into the tree.
With a grin, one that was noticeably smug, he drew on what he had moments before and fired another.
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"It does. She's done well for one so young. Although, I suppose we've all been forced to grow and mature far more quickly here than elsewhere."
He missed the days when he could just go somewhere and expect the best of a day rather than wonder what danger he'd have to avoid or what kinds of monsters he might encounter.