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The Kirato began with a prepared speech, given by Jon Rivenclaw. He, an awesome speaker to say the least, possessed a rather attractive and commanding voice.
The contest was held in the spirit to celebrate a good hunting year as well as honoring their ancestors' way of life, Jon concluded it by introducing Legolas as an honored competitor in the sports, which brought several surprised cheers from the crowd. Some girlish gigglings came from somewhere, apparently the elf attracted more attention than he wanted.. or maybe he wanted to. Who knows, elf.
The drums began to beat. The tribesmen returned in low unision, almost like a war song. Strong and firm voices called out to their ancestors, celebrating the bond they share, honoring the courage they possess.
The competitors were led to the main tent, in front of it was a leathered map marked with each starting location. Standing around the camp fire that burnt below the map, Auriel and other plainsmen watched intently, memorizing every detail. You (Legolas) caught the name Hawk, just a little northwest of your place. Both of you start farthest from the camp.
The war song continued. You were given a wooden crafted long bow and a quiver of ten arrows. Blindfolded, you were led into the wild.
The hunt began.
OOC: Talthyr!! grrr... did you see your private thread?
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