Bowhunter – Chapter 3
Chapter 3 of Bowhunter
Matt Latimer
Archery purist, arrow maker, poet, artist, and it's not ginger hair, it's phoenix fire red.
Bowhunter – Chapter 2
The Mane, Sovereign Kingdom of Ebvren (The Barren State), City Capital Vrenki – Typhon Resurgence, Day 10 Whatever Ebvren, and by extension its capital city Vrenki, had to claim in terms of sovereignty, was beyond Fergus Reeves. If it wasn’t…
Henry Pert – The Last Mistake he Ever Made in Archery
Sometime ago I came across a peculiar, and dare I say comical, tid-bit of archery lore. When reading 1411 QI Facts To Knock You Sideways, there came an entry that excited me greatly as it was archery related. In the…
Bowhunter – Chapter I
The Mane, Fohalin, Thilso Island Chain, Southeastern Province – Typhon Resurgence, Day 8 I common joke Renata Zeman had heard as a child, when her parents travelled around the countries of the Poet’s Sea, began with, “A Dytrentian, a Maytoni,…
Bowhunter – Prologue
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The deathly binds keeping a gigantic sea snake, the Vainglory Typhon, at bay have been broken.
Thriving upon its territory for over a century, the citizens of Fohalin, their land, their cities, and their lives are devastated in the wake of the beast's return.
Yet, as the great beast reclaims its territory, it brings with it more than just obliteration.
Fohalin leadership shatters. Left in their stead is an excommunicated Pastoral from a foreign state, an unlucky and ungrateful hunter, and a pirate captain with a conscience who is bound to the will of his ship.
In seeking to cull the titanic creature they are pitting themselves against something that does not need to adapt to its environment, but rather forces the environment to adapt to its presence.
Zombie Huntin’ League
Whilst it is close to Halloween, I would remind the reader, and archer, that zombies, the undead, however you refer to them, are not a seasonal problem. Just as much as a dog is just not for Christmas, a zombie…
Bowhunters in the North
Once a year, Ballyvally Archers hosts a singular type of competition that exemplifies the enjoyment found in the sport: the Mulligan Hunting Trail. Whilst hunting Frank Mulligan is not the aim of the competition – and just as well as,…
Artistry In Arrows
For many of the past eleven years, I have been making my own arrows. This skill has developed little by little over time, as I read various articles, and listened to what other traditional archers had to say. Whilst it…
War of the Feathers – Epilogue
Even caked in dirt and gore, Evander Penrose held a fierce stalwartness. It was something sharp, striking in its vividness, like lightning breaking out from the grasping currents of darkness, thought Mercy as she watched him. The so-called demigod sat,…
War of the Feathers Part 8
XIII Arrows whipped through the air. Maytoni soldiers along the north wall fell with cries of a new attack ringing out. Sharp whisps burned through the air, those not stopped by soldiers on the wall arcing down into the north…
War of the Feathers Part 7
V It was too warm for Evander, the searing aftershock of heat from the exertion of battle engulfing him. “That’s a deep wound, I’d say,” Xiphos stated quietly, feline blood still glistening upon his armour. They stood before the slain…
War of the Feathers Part 6
Day 3 I It was painful to comprehend, a tight knot stuck in General Aedion Teague’s sternum, but here he was, still incamped on the northern most part of the Mayne Peninsula on what had just become the third day…
Colum Cille 3D 2025
I was excited to be back at Ballywalter for a couple of reasons, one of which was because of the new species of pheasant introduced to the estate. This species is known as Reeve’s Pheasant and comes from China. And…
War of the Feathers – Part 5
X It was too much to hope that the Xellcarrians would have let them have the rest of the afternoon, Evander lamented. Then again, there was more desperation behind them than General Aedion had let on. On the horizon, like…
War of the Feathers – Part 4
V It was the same horse that had thrown Evander from its saddle not long ago. But that hardly mattered to him as he spurred it on, past the dead splayed across the battlefield, after the rider. He didn’t need…
War of the Feathers – Part 3
Day 2 I It had been too long a night. For General Casey Aiza his restlessness was now searing into something more tangible, a solid force he could finally apply. Still, it was bittersweet in a way. Since he was…
Bluebell Shoot 2025
It is now summer, which in Ireland means the weather likes to behave in more of a bipolar manner. Summer in Ireland is different from the other two seasons – I’m convinced we don’t really get Spring, just a mildish…
The Case for Greater Archery
This is an updated version of an article I published a few years ago, about how badly the Olympics and World Archery need to diversify the representation of shooting styles. Given the inclusion of compound, I felt it was appropriate to not only republish it but update it too.
War of the Feathers – Part 2
IV “I always wanted to do a landscape of the Mayne Lighthouse,” Ebrill said, relief in her voice as they clattered down the steps of the lighthouse’s base into the refreshingly cool, salty air. Evander enjoyed the taste and smell…
No Comfort Zone For Next 24 Targets
As the fictious, famed Chaos Theorist and open shirt enthusiast, Dr Ian Malcom, once said, “Hang on, this is going to be bad.” 3D Archery is not like Field Archery, and very far removed from Target Archery. Each of the…