Aydi joined the crowd again, having left the dog at his father's house. Seeing a woman with a bow, he decided to inquire about the competition.Lamis Naaji wrote: ↑Fri Apr 30, 2021 3:31 amLamis found a spot to observe those who shot after her. She held the bow upright beside her, staff-like; though the observant would note that it never touched the ground.
So long as a competitor was on the field, her attention was focused on them. The rest of the time though? Her eyes scanned the colorful crowd, ears open.
(ooc: long work days limit posting a bit, and I'd like to avoid the folks I'm meeting for the first time in the evening thread. Otherwise, open to chat. PM if you approach for that please or I'll lose it in a crowded thread.)
"You seem knowledgeable about archery, Sayyeda. Would you humour me with some commentary to what's going on out there? I am Aydi al-Qais, and I hope I am not imposing." The man in red fez greeted the quiet woman with the palm on his heart and a warm smile.