Kongassan Dire Otter.

For my final sketch of the spring moot I headed over to the archers guild. On the desks were skulls of beasts taken by the arrow. Some looked more menacing than others.

A Standing Bow of Strength.

My last sketch of the Fayre took me back to the guild tent and found me sitting before the Archers Guild. Within was a mighty crossbow mounted on a stand. Crowds and passers by had not yet found their way into the guilds and I took advantage of the clear view to sketch their bow and study its form.

As I worked a fellow mage emerged from the desk at the Mages Guild wandered over to look over my shoulder and give me a bag of treats to take on the road. A generous act and I will look forward to meeting that fine fellow when I next spend time in the Mages Guild.