#imperialrp.event

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Xavierre smiled and thanked the couple who had just congratulated him on his wins with great appreciation, sincerity covering his tone of voice. In high spirits and the best of moods, the king of North Nabar then strode into the Great Hall in his usual ever-confident gait. For when did Xavierre not looked confident? And if he ever felt uneasy or slighty unsure, the male was always very careful to NEVER EVER LET IT SHOW.  He COULD NOT... show any weaknesses. A principled he had drilled onto himself eversince a young age and had always lived by since then. For who would place their trust, confidence and faith in him as a leader if he show vulnerabilities that could easily be attacked at or made it used of? And Xavierre always needed every single ounce of support he could get, especially from the nobles and other royals, due to his origins. From the moment he had started craving acknowledgement, admiration and love desperately, the hurt young boy had deemed the crown as the solution and thus worked his way up in winning the hearts and confidence of as many people as possible with accomplishing every single goal of his own, pro-actively helping to solve the problems of the country and overcoming every single challenge slowly but surely as well as perfecting the golden persona of a compassionate and strategic leader.

The jousting tournament had finally taken a break for lunch and though kings were usually not encouraged to partake in this particular sport for their own precious protection, Xavierre simply just couldn’t stay away. He loved jousting and melee’s, the latter being a way where he could finally let out some violence ( a result of long, well-hidden  rages) without being judged wrongly and the former, was yet another wonderful opportunity to showcase his skills. He had disguised himself at first for the fun of it, not revealing his true identity till he finally won for the third time. Feeling rather euphoric and with adrenaline still coursing hotly through his veins, he then glanced around and cheerfully grinned,” I’m still looking for a harder challenge, my lords and sirs. Who wants to get knocked of their horse by me after our midday meal?” he teased. It was normal to for contestants to get a little cocky during tournaments like these, all in the name of good humor and entertainment.

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Location: Outdoors where the archery event is being held. 

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“Another almost impossible dare?” Zhu Ting tsked, shaking her head slightly, though her smile was both a mixture of benevolence and dry amusement at her small group of handmaidens and two others. “ How long are you incorrigibles going to keep this up? You do know that I am not going to cave that easily and lose this bet right?” she chuckled lightly. “Alright, fine. One last dare and if I still pass it pretty well, you do know what you guys have to do for me in return. Agreed?” Her irrepressible companions just giggled and nodded enthusiastically. Zhu Ting laughed lightly again. Her laughter which was something not commonly heard as often as in the past, was genuine with mirth. Her shoulders sighed in acquiescence , though a very tiny but  merry twinkle could be detected sparkling at the corner of her usually cool eyes. She really needed this after so long. To be teased and to actually have fun with people  instead of just drowning in pain by her solitary self. 

“Alright, fine.” Picking up a long arrow and placing it properly on her bow, she then inquired the important question. “So, what and where’s the target?” When they finally told her what it was, she almost couldn’t believe her ears. “You’re jesting right?” she asked incredulously, her voice going rather loud in her shock. Her face turned around to look towards where the whole group were pointing at. There at a branch of moderate height from a large feet some many feet away from where she stood, a tiny and empty medicinal clay pot was perched atop it. Sighing deeply, ( why again did she agree to this final dare? ) Zhu Ting then walked forwards but unfortunately her path was accidentally blocked by another. “Excuse me, pardon,.. but may I please kindly request you to move aside for a moment? It is rather urgent,  “ she spoke as she glanced up at the other person.