Festival of Storms (Main)
As Sigrun laughed and held Steward's arm, he smiled at her, kissed her cheek, and continued to cheer "his girls" on. The rest of the crowed cheered too. For various competitors, mostly for the locals. Or whomever they had bet on.
As the competitors started shooting for the third time, the elven female fired another near-perfect shot and this time Frost could not hold on to the lead. As he fired the second-worst shot of anyone in the entire competition! Allowing the human behind him to start running before him and getting into second place. And the female human shot well enough so that she and Frost started running at the same time, tieing at third. Because of his faster speed, he outdistanced her and caught up to the human in front of him.
Frode shot well enough to improve one position into fifth.
The Big Human advanced from ninth to seventh. The two dwarfs returned to the archery range neck and neck.
The elf fired her penultimate arrow before anyone else had returned to the archery range and the arrow split the shaft of her second arrow as she again got a perfect score. And she could go out on her penultimate lap immediately! Frost and the human fired at the same time, but the dragonborn's shot was much better, and he returned to second place alone. And with his greater speed he increased his lead as he ran. The Big Human shot so much better this round that he advanced to third place! And so the human female dropped to fifth.
And Frode shot just as well as her and he left the range tied for fifth. But being the fastest runner on the track, he quickly left her behind. But that wasn't all. He caught up with one of the humans, inching into fourth place. And he continued running, soon passing the Big Human too. Now in third place. And by the time they reached the archery range again, he had almost caught up with Frost!
With the elf extending her lead, Steward continued to cheer for her in a jubilant manner.
[OOC: Two natural 20s for the elf now! The dice has really gone her way. Most of her rolls have been perfect or near perfect.]
[OOC:
Elven Female 48. 98
Frost 45. 72.
Frode 31. 71.
Big Human 23. 68.
Human B 38. 66.
Human Female 37. 65.
Human C 33. 56.
Dwarf with snowshoes 25. 50.
Dwarf without snowshoes 24. 49.
Human A 18. 36.
Frode, please roll once more for the final lap.
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