The Main Gate (IC Chat)

Qiora rests in a chair, feet propped against the parapet. A wide-brimmed hat tipped with a small feather shields her eyes from the sun, while a loose and light robe protects her body from the heat. Her hair is braided tight and tied in several loops behind her head, a practical and stylish appearance to keep things neat and also prevent hot air from being trapped against her neck.

Piled next to the chair is a pyramid of small stones; ammunition for the sling Qiora keeps at her waist. Upon her lap, Qiora's hands are crossed over an ivory olifant banded with brass and carved in low-relief with depictions of minstrels cavorting with monsters.

Rhograx pulls out his crossbow and aims at the target.

Qiora applauds from above. "Do it again!" she cheers.

Rhograx sets one arrow resting against the wall and nocks another one. He aims at the rock once again, but this time, as soon as the arrow leaves, he grabs the other arrow and tries to shoot the bug when it comes out.

Jorkus sneaks in behind the other two and readies his bow after seeing the first shot. If the bug comes out, he is going to try and shoot it also... from between Rhograx's legs

"You think it's building a nest with all of that?" asks Qiora from above.

"I'd like to know, maybe we should go down and open his lair?" Rhograx says shrugging.

"You wretched beast, your nuts hit my bow just as I was releasing the arrow or we'd be eating crab!" Jorkus barks before stomping off.

"So who's going to take the next shot?" chirps Qiora. Taking her small drum, she beats out a lolling melancholy tune.

My archer's got arrow
He's the hunter of the sparrow
Knows his eyelids gotta narrow
to send that bug into its barrow

If the heavens ever did speak
He'd be the one that I'd plea
for a bullseye that'd streak
into an arrow-stealing crab freak.

He's a hunter, and he likes it.
Command him to aim well.
Amen

"I'll hit it now for sure!". Rhograx announces.

Jorkus turns around and fires at the crab before leaving and accidentally shoots Rhograx in the back.

"You back stabbing little.. Rhograx blurts out and fires at Jorkus.

Jorkus ducks and runs out, easily leaving harm.

Qiora settles back into her attentively-relaxed position, propping her feet upon the parapet once again.

Qiora adjusts her wide-brimmed hat as she gazes out across the sand.