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A Leaf on the Wind
Apr. 29th, 2006 12:56 pmDa Union (of Avacal Archers) held a fund raiser this weekend. The format was this: All of the competing archers would be put up for auction. The money raised would then be split into two - half goes to the fund raising and the other half is a prize for the person who "bought" the archer who won the tournament.
It's a bit of a popularity contest so I didn't do too well. I was purchased for a mere eleven dollars (by my good friend Jacqui). Almost everyone in my category went for higher (sometimes far higher -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
garething went for $30, Dalton went for $56.
I was a little pissed off by this and attributed this to the paranoid notion that nobody likes me.
Despite that I did have a good time at tavern.
Friday I practiced and also reminded myself that archery should be fun. We shot the hell out of a stuffed rabbit that I secretly thought of as Ikrit - Brain's Star Wars RPG character. After weeks and weeks of shooting nothing but Royal Rounds this was a breath of fresh air.
The bad news was that my pissy attitude continued and I trash-talked a number of people when I really shouldn't have. This morning I resolved not to do that. Karma can be a bitch and it does have a tendency to bite me in the ass - I never win when I'm trash talking.
Time to put some good karma into the bank - I baked cookies Friday night instead of getting an extra hour of sleep.
Saturday morning I woke up bright and early. Picked upgarething and stephtopia and K and we drove down to the archery centre.
Arnolt ran the tournament and the format was simple and also evil. Double elimination, archers compete one-on-one with another archer and the worst shot gets a lose. Two loses eliminates you from the competition. "Worst" was defined as your farthest arrow of three, so it was a quick competition.
In the early part of the competition I was very lucky. I shot like ass, but the people I was up against shot worse, so I managed to not get eliminated. Later, I remembered how to aim, and that was when I started shooting against my betters. Again I managed to not get eliminated.
The final round I was up against Dalton (head of Da Union and one of the top archers in An Tir, much less Avacal.
And I won! I was shaky and nervous the whole time but I won!
Boo-Ya all you losers who wouldn't bid on me. Jacqui, I'm not sure when you're getting your $108, but it should be soon.
It's a bit of a popularity contest so I didn't do too well. I was purchased for a mere eleven dollars (by my good friend Jacqui). Almost everyone in my category went for higher (sometimes far higher -
garething went for $30, Dalton went for $56.I was a little pissed off by this and attributed this to the paranoid notion that nobody likes me.
Despite that I did have a good time at tavern.
Friday I practiced and also reminded myself that archery should be fun. We shot the hell out of a stuffed rabbit that I secretly thought of as Ikrit - Brain's Star Wars RPG character. After weeks and weeks of shooting nothing but Royal Rounds this was a breath of fresh air.
The bad news was that my pissy attitude continued and I trash-talked a number of people when I really shouldn't have. This morning I resolved not to do that. Karma can be a bitch and it does have a tendency to bite me in the ass - I never win when I'm trash talking.
Time to put some good karma into the bank - I baked cookies Friday night instead of getting an extra hour of sleep.
Saturday morning I woke up bright and early. Picked up
garething and stephtopia and K and we drove down to the archery centre.Arnolt ran the tournament and the format was simple and also evil. Double elimination, archers compete one-on-one with another archer and the worst shot gets a lose. Two loses eliminates you from the competition. "Worst" was defined as your farthest arrow of three, so it was a quick competition.
In the early part of the competition I was very lucky. I shot like ass, but the people I was up against shot worse, so I managed to not get eliminated. Later, I remembered how to aim, and that was when I started shooting against my betters. Again I managed to not get eliminated.
The final round I was up against Dalton (head of Da Union and one of the top archers in An Tir, much less Avacal.
And I won! I was shaky and nervous the whole time but I won!
Boo-Ya all you losers who wouldn't bid on me. Jacqui, I'm not sure when you're getting your $108, but it should be soon.
