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Returning for another round of arrow shooting, Poke paid her seeds and grabbed her bow, noticing that the two horsemen were still deep in discussion. She again, did her best to ignore the two and their conversation as she fired her arrows at the target. Her score was average, considering how she had done previously. With a nod, she placed the bow back down and was off to visit another booth.

Yes. Yes it was a sound idea. She knew it. She was brilliant. It was why she was one of the high class, (blood line non withstanding). "Thank you Tseng. As always I value the input of our clan. Perhaps, should I take this endeavor, would you be interesting in joining me? Honor gained can be greater when the honor is shared. Plus, those that aid would help should those filthy hunters try to foil our plans." She scowled.

"They have that annoying knack for showing up where they do not belong. Stubborn little things." She notched her bow again, smiling as she hit the target, this time dead center. "A plan to bring glory and honor to conquest. It will always sound delightful even if I am not the one coming up with it."

A bow and the horsewoman went on her way.

Moving over he set down his seeds and snatched up a bow. He fired, but twice his shots went completely wide, and none of his shots could be really considered good, though the last one was not half bad.

Still, there was no way to look at this in a positive light. "Archery's for Conquest," he declared, contenting himself with that fact.

((Snagging a feathered arrow if thats okay? <333))

It was true, the sword was his style, and in reversed circumstances it might be Tseng struggling. Still, in a pinch he might be required to use a bow at some point.

"When this," he gestured around them, "is done you could teach me." Just a suggestion, but it would benefit the clan overall if anyone had more training. An "in case of emergency" type of lesson might do him well, and there may be others curious to learn.

Mei had decided to try and show off some sort of archery skill that she might have to her father while he was here. Sadly when she let loose most of her arrows she did really badly. That was most certainly embarrassing.

Well, she had never claimed to him to be a master at the weaponry.

((Cans has feather arrow finally? *3* ))

Arms outstretched, Phil delivered an attack name without really intending for it to be directed at anyone.

"I'M ON FIRE!"

While it was true that the boil was, in fact, on fire, he lacked conviction. The eye contact wasn't there and frankly, saying one was on fire was a bit generic as far as battle cries went. Hey, it was true.

Soren nodded as well. "It benefits us both," he agreed. Then again, there were four clans that were bound together now, and four different aspects. It might be that they would all be better off learning a few things from each clan, not to change themselves but just to be more prepared. His mind began drifting to others that might enjoy learning other forms of attack, or simply training with clansmen again.

"You'll forgive me if I don't use your battle cries." It was an almost bland statement. As effective as they sometimes were...Soren would not be able to take his training seriously if he had to shout out what he was about to do.