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The Gold Basin and the Blade of Eight Colors(as performed by Brock of Argenta)The Gold Basin and the Blade of Eight Colors by LightningTopaz
Once upon a time something happened. If it hadn't happened, it wouldn't be told.
There once lived an orphan boy named Halian who made his keep as a minstrel. It was not an easy life--some days he ate like a king, and other days, it took a heroic effort just to find food and shelter. Halian was a happy lad, however, for whenever he was hungry, he sang with a voice as sweet as even Meloetta, and thanked Arceus for having given him so many blessings.
One day Halian came to a farmhouse that sat on the edge of a forest, and as he was beyond famished, he went to the door and asked for food and shelter for the night. The farmer's wife was setting dinner on the table at that point, but when she heard Halian's voice she gladly invited him to stay for the night. He ate well that evening, deeming every course worthy of a royal cook.
The farmer's wife was flattered by the complements, and told him if he ever wanted seconds of anything, he had only to ask.
Product TestingA silver haired muse turned up the lights of the workshop, only to balk when she saw her apprentices, an auburn haired muse and a dull blonde haired muse, standing before her holding elegant tubows. "What in the..."Product Testing by LightningTopaz
"Can we go to the archery range today, Miss Jeana?" the dull blonde haired muse asked as she held her gold tubow close.
"We wanna learn how to use the tubows you made us!" the auburn haired muse agreed as she cradled the rose tubow she held in her arms.
"Maybe after we close up for the night, but if you two really want to learn now, I can give you a crash course so you can test fire the tubows you make." Jeana replied. "This is why the shop has a test range--if your tubows don't fire right for you, they're not going to fire right for anyone else."
"So THAT's why you test fire every tubow you make..." the auburn haired muse smiled.
"And why I test fire every one you two make." Jeana added as she retrieved her own silver tubow. "But I will let you two practice using your own
Jeana Quick ProfileName: Jeana (Jay-ah-na)Jeana Quick Profile by LightningTopaz
Age: Appears 18 years old, but is actually immortal
Build: Slender and muscular
Hair: Silver, tied back in a ponytail
Notable features: Headgear (the tiara all muses wear, hers is silver with sapphire studs)
Personality/Known History: Jeana grew up in a family of tubow smiths, and opened a workshop of her own when she came of age. She quickly made a name for herself by forging some famous tubows, such as Whisper. But she hasn't let the fame go to her head--she is careful to offer a quality product for a fair price. If a tubow breaks, she can repair it as well.
Caring and gentle, she looks after her two apprentices Evena and Alene almost like her own children, challenging them but never overworking them, and if they struggle, she will do her best to find where they are struggling and help them improve.
But her pride and joy is her own tubow, Mirage--an ornate platinum tubow that fires glittering silvery blue sonic arrows.
A Rookie's First Round"Lana, please advance." the referee called, prompting some applause as I made my way to the firing line of the sixth lane.A Rookie's First Round by LightningTopaz
After a few moments of setting up a new target, I heard a groundsman call "Clear!" to the referee, prompting me to cradle my tubow in "ready" position as they hurried off.
"Ready!" the referee called, making the crowd go silent as I prepared to fire.
After a moment or two to aim, I took a breath and fired with a soft TOE.. sending a shining blue and gold arrow into the target. "8 points!" the referee announced, to some applause.
The crowds cheered even more as my next shot sailed into the bullseye. "Bullseye! 10 points!" the referee called.
I don't know if it was my sheer excitement or nerves, but my third shot barely hit the outermost rim. "2 points."
Luckily, I pulled myself together and sent my next shot close to the bullseye. "9 points!" The crowd seemed to like that as I prepared to fire again.
My fifth shot landed towards the middle of the target. "6 p
I'm a budding writer that loves exploring the world of anime and video games through fanfiction. I'm also planning my own original fantasy series that I hope to publish.|
Current Residence: USA
Favourite genre of music: Celtic, jazz, 80's/90's pop, and anime/game music are my main favorites
Operating System: Windows 10
Favourite cartoon character: Depends, are we talking American or Japanese characters?
Personal Quote: "I can't believe you're wanting to fit in when you were really meant to stand out