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Post by Javal Zarrias on Sept 20, 2023 4:14:08 GMT -5
Javal was happy as he galloped along the woods making his way towards a large racetrack and stadium up ahead. He quickly petted his mount, his trusted steed Asleipmir, usually bored and irritated, was looking motivated. The two had tried their hand at racing a season or two ago just as a one-off fun activity but as a result of participating the duo found that they both enjoyed doing it. The two slowed down as they approached the back entrance gate designated for participants of the so-called Contest of Thunder.
Two guards stood by with clipboards letting the other riders into their preparation area.
Javal smiled as it was his turn and said, “Hello there good sirs I am Javal Zarrias and I have entered this race to prove me and my steed’s skill in speed”.
“Yeah, yeah sure buddy everyone else does now let’s see if you’re on the list”, the dwarf woman says scanning the clipboard.
“Jordan, Lorden, Ube, Themik, no no Javal Zarrias on here kid”, the elf woman sees as she reads hers.
“But-but I signed up for it and paid the entrance fee. I swear I even talked to the owner of the event about it. I thought I was cleared”.
The fellblood then hung his head down in disappointment as he was about to head out in shame and sadness one of the guards called out, “Hey come back looks like we messed up”.
“Your name isn’t spelled correctly and it’s under Jhaval Zarraz our bad go right ahead kid knock their socks off”, both of them said in unison.
Javal immediately cheered up and bowed at both before entering through the gate with a happy Asleipmir as they walked to their assigned prep space to ready themselves for the contest as well as meet some of the other competitors.
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Post by Ube Calisto on Sept 30, 2023 12:23:02 GMT -5
How could this have happened again? First with the translator job and now this.
Ube had heard of a massive race taking place in the King's Valley. Having never seen the sport and the area being one they haven't yet visited, they figured it would be a nice trip. Arriving in Thunderhoof, the fellblood had barely any time to explore before a stranger had suddenly approached them. "Hey you! I need your help! My horse has gotten ill and I need someone to take my place! You can take it right?! Cool thank you!" The elf spoke rapidly, Ube only catching part of what he said before the man dumped a handful of papers as he ran off. ... Gods' sake why... Cebu, ever curious, nudged at the papers in Ube's hand. They both looked them over: A poster titled the Contest of Thunder along with a location, a letter with what felt to be solars inside, and a card with "Name and steed" written on it. Ube sighed, annoyed that other person had forced a job onto them without so much as a peep out of them. "Lets go Cebu, maybe it'll be fun."
When they arrived, a guard immediately stopped them. "Oi, name?" They pulled out their book and charcoal piece and began writing out an answer. "Some elf backed out of the race and wanted us to take his spot. Not sure if that's allowed but we're here now." She looked back and forth between the writing and the fellblood before checking her list. "Lets see here... Jordan's arrived, we received word the Lorden will be late, Themik's here, Jhaval hasn't shown but he's not an elf... ah there it is. So you'll be replacing Aston?" Ube shrugged, they didn't really get a chance to get his name. They pulled out of their bag the papers Aston had given them and offered it to the dwarf woman. "Alrighty, so you are Ube and you'll be riding-" She peered out the little manta floating next to them. "Uh, you sure that little ol' thing can do this? Seems rather harsh don'tcha think?" Cebu frowned, (well, as much as she could being a manta), at the comment. Ube put a hand on their companion before she did something stupid and simply nodded at the dwarf. "Well alright then. Head on in and we'll get started once everyone's arrived. Prep areas to the right."
The prep area was clearly biased towards horses and the like being that it had a trough of water and brushes on the side for said horses. Ube jokingly picked up one of the brushes and attempted to scrub their manta friend, the manta flying away from the fellblood as they gave chase around the stalls. As they did, they eyed the present contestants who were here in their nearby prep spots. Jordan appeared to be human noble with a beautiful white horse. It was obvious he had taken great care of his mount given the shiny coat and carefully combed main. He gave a friendly wave as Cebu and Ube passed his stall. Themik was an interesting character: A wolf woman dressed in warrior clothing. Her steed was an abnormally large black horse. It practically took up the entire space of the tent as the woman bathed her ride. She didn't seem to pay no mind to the purple demon and celestial manta mucking about.
About an hour had passed before the bellowing horns signaled the time to ready up. The two were nervous, an audible gulp escaping the fellblood's throat. Could they compete with what looked to be seasoned riders? They'd just have to wait and see. Moving to the start point, seats and stands lined the area with crowds of people cheering for the participants. They could see the terrain they'd have to travel, rolling hills and valleys of luscious green. If that were the case... maybe Cebu and I have a chance.
The riders all took their spots, Ube's being next to a one Javal. There was a bit of a surprise to see another fellblood but not unwelcome. They gave a warm smile and offered a handshake to the man. Just then, a loud booming rang amongst them. "WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE CONTEST OF THUNDER! THE RACE WILL COMMENCE SHORTLY BUT FIRST, LET US INTRODUCE THIS YEAR'S COMPETITORS!"
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Post by Javal Zarrias on Sept 30, 2023 23:47:42 GMT -5
Javal kneeled as Asleipmir sat on the floor ready to get groomed by his owner before the race began.
Asleipmir neighed as Javal bathed him and cleaned him up to look his best in this race, the horse stayed silent as his fellblood owner went about the process rambling to himself and Asleipmir.
“You got this okay Asleipmir? You are amazing and powerful. I place my complete faith in you that you can do this and win first place. We’ve done it before and we can do it again let’s just hope none of the other contests pull any sharp blades or weapons intending to harm us like last time”, he said getting a flashback to the pair’s last race where he met Azalea and almost got impaled through the abdomen by the flashy golden knight.
Soon after finishing bathing his steed Javal gives him water and a horse treat before placing his hands on the sides of the horse’s fist.
“We can do this together my friend, we must act in sync as usual. Be mindful of tricky tactics that other competitors may use alright”, before petting him on his back.
Soon the signal of the horns was set and the pair walked over to their positions, Javal then jumped on Asleipmir and held his reins in his hands ready to go as soon as the announcer told them to start.
Javal then turned to see the people to his left and right, to his left was a fellblood riding on a small manta who smiled at him to which he returned it with a large smile of his own, and to his right there was a rugged-looking dwarf on a small pony.
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