[PP|F1]Archery? In SAO?

[Tauropolos 0]

Among the many trials over the years being stuck in virtual reality Tauropolos never gave up her love for archery. Her and Natuski had set up a place in the Town of Beginnings near the inn where they’d met initially for her to keep up with practice.

Natsuki watched her friend for hours launching arrows into a target, even retrieving her arrows from their lodged positions back into her quiver. “You’re so good at this, Polos. Why do you practice every single day?”

An arrow sank into the bullseye of the target with a quiet ‘shlunk!’ Tauropolos smiled at her friend. “I’m ‘so good’ because I practice every day. If I didn’t I would lose the touch. Plus, I just enjoy it.”

Natsuki ripped the arrows from the target and slipped them into the extra quiver for Polos. “Oh… Right, your dedication to a hobby is one of the things I like about you the most. You would do great out there compared to me.

Tauropolos would offer an awkward smile and try to wave off the compliment she just received. She would slip on the extra quiver and give the empty one to Natsuki. “Please, don’t talk about me like I’m someone worth looking up to. I’m just an archer.”

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Spoiler

Name: Tauropolos

True Tier: 1

Level: 1

Paragon Level: 0

HP: 20/20

EN: 20/20

 

Stats:

Damage: 4

 

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Skills:

- Projectile Weaponry R1

 

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Tauropolos | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 4

Edited 4 hours ago by Scarlet Firefly

[Himiko 0]

Himiko waddled around the town of beginnings, she tried to keep herself occupied from her thoughts. Another day of players coming to the orphanage, as the years go by more and more players grow closer, the older ones even going so far as wanting to have a child during their time in this game. It was a far less formal process than the real world since at the end of the day, it wasn’t official and thus meant less. But the players got checked all the same to prevent children being used as bait for orange players to kill players. Another “adoption period” passed, her friends being taken in and away from the orphanage. Despite her often hiding away in her room, reading her well-loved book of fairy tales, she often felt sad..Like she wasn’t involved, ignored. 
 

As she walked around the town, the rain slowly began to drip. Even after so long she always found it weird she could feel the rain like it was really dripping on her skin. A light drizzle. She then spotted something…Different, odd but not dangerous. She noticed someone near the inn firing…Arrows? Her attention was peaked, skipping over she crouched down behind a small shrubbery watching the two talk…She squeezed her stuffed bunny, a slight twinge of fear took her by the heart. If they turned around, maybe they’d think she was an intruder? A spy? Then they could fire on her, she had no weapons, she couldn’t defend herself. 
 

“…I thought weapons were banned here…”

She murmured to herself, trying to keep herself composed but…Her curiosity from leaving. Her eyes squinting as she frowned.