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Hyrule
Feb 21, 2013 1:01:51 GMT -5
Post by Baiken on Feb 21, 2013 1:01:51 GMT -5
(RP for Shale and Ganon and myself.) The princess sat in her room, a rather annoyed look on her face. She was grounded…again. Apparently it wasn’t appropriate for a princess to try and wrestle with Gorons. Almha stared out the window wandering why it was so wrong for her to want to see around the world she lived in. This was definitely not what she wanted to be doing while the weather was nice. She glared through the stone frame of the window, admiring the way the people in the town below her were able to enjoy every day normal life. That’s what she wanted. She didn’t like being pampered, primped, and pressed into being what she was born into. If she had had a choice in the matter, she would be enjoying everything she could. To her, life was too short t sit wasting in one place.
She supposed she had gotten that from her father …he wasn’t even royalty…until marrying her mother. That had to definitely be where she got her adventurous side from, considering what all her father had done before. Shaking her hair, the long deep brownish blond hair cascaded down her back and past her hips. She leaned on the stone windowsill and wondered what she could do this time to escape. <Possibly climb down from the window?>..Staring down to the ground as she leaned out her window, straight below was another pair of guards, there were two just outside her door. Directly approaching them wasn’t a good idea. <Come on…what to do?> She could try flirting. That…actually might work. Not sure though, considering she was royalty, and the majority of the guards if not all were sniveling cowards. It would be hard to flirt with /that/ kind of personality other than falsely admiring attributes that they /did not/ have. <Ugh...> This was going to be a little more annoying if she resorted to flirting. Her eyes suddenly caught on the two flower pots sitting below window sill. Smiling a bit, that…would be perfect, she just needed to aim them right.
She picked up the first and then she peeked out the window making sure no one was going to see her drop it. Angling herself just enough, she released the flower pot, watching it fall and suddenly smash down onto the head of the first guard. Helmet or not, he was…unconscious. Grinning, it worked! Dropping the second, the second guard was on the ground as well. Perfect~. She grinned grabbing a sheet and tossing it through the window and tying it to her bed frame, sliding out and hopping onto an adjacent roof. This wasn’t so hard, it wasn’t as if she’d done it a few hundred times. She giggled racing across the roof tops, and making her way to the large front gate, there weren’t any guards following her…that she could see from her heightened view, but she was positive there would be a few…very soon. Leaping over the brick wall, she grabbed at the vines and climbed her way down, venturing out into Hyrule field.
Running through the long field and out through the forest. She would make the journey out into the desert this afternoon. With an oil lantern, two extra flasks of oil, her sword, shield, and just a few jars of bee larva to keep herself rejuvenated when need be; she was set for her little adventure. Almha had heard of a certain tomb that her father had barely explored, a story he told her when she was little. She was determined to finish the exploration as her horse’s feet made contact with the loose sand and they continued to speed through it.
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Hyrule
Mar 10, 2013 17:50:23 GMT -5
Post by Shale on Mar 10, 2013 17:50:23 GMT -5
=~=~=~=~=The Climb=~=~=~=~=
Barbed wire was particularly nasty thing, especially the variety that was blacksmithed and used as whips by the dark elves. Luckily, it was also designed to compact in such a way that the tiny serrated claws and fins would interlock and become smooth when compressed, then just as easily when the chain-links were fully extended they would once more become a razor-sharp series of hooks that would dig in and sever any flesh. Right now this enchanted hardened metal was tucked safely away inside a sleeve in Shale's belt. It was her most beloved weapon and had come from the time when she was only six years old and had killed a high-ranking spider-summoner by strangling her and with her own whip. Having killed all four dark elves the whip had been her prize and it held sentimental value in the fact it represented the strength of her will to live.
Right now though that hardly mattered other than the fact that having it tucked away in her belt meant it wasn't interfering with her climbing. One distraction her would mean a crippling fall against jagged ice down a 1562ft cliff.
A hot breath escaped her high 116 degree temperature body as the battleaxe dug into the last foot of cliff before she could climb over the edge and peer down on the plains of Snow Peak Summit.
A quarter of her blood was mountain barbarian. These icy temperatures had almost no effect on her body, however, the fifty mile, ice topped journey across treacherous mountains that had been extended to closer to 200 miles if you counted the ups and downs had done a number on her energy supply. No sooner than she had topped the mountain than had the pungent stench of stew reached her nose. It carrying traces of fish, goat-cheese, potato, turnip and pumpkin.
The icy home of the yetis was discovered after following the scent she came to a window. The construction of the home was 2'6" solid granite bricks and there was no way she was strong enough to destroy such a wall. The sledgehammer she'd dragged up the mountain might be good enough but she was too hungry and weak to chisel away for hours.
Luckily the place was so derelict and isolated that no locks were on any of the doors. However her elven ears could hear the beating of non-human hearts inside and they were no doubt the creatures that had made that stew.
=~=~=~=~=The Stone Mansion=~=~=~=~=
Creeping from behind some large furniture she saw a massive sleeping primate covered in white fur with an enormous beaver-like tail. It seemed edible but also being a primate herself, she tended to try and avoid eating human-like creatures, so as long as it didn't awaken and engage in battle she would not eat it; Not when hot and ready stew was just around the corner.
That's of course when her cell phone started ringing, some futuristic device one of her friends Ruri had given a few members of their team.
"Great..." she sighed as she looked at the phone and saw that it was Eon on the other line.
"Hello?" she said keeping an eye on the Yeti's state of awareness, taking out a battleaxe in her right while holding the phone in her left.
Eon: "Have you gotten to the castle yet?"
Shale: "No! I haven't even gotten over these damn mountains yet! I just barely reached the edge and saw the fields down below a few hours ago."
Eon: "Oh well you've been gone four days I thought you would have made it by now."
Seeing as the beast was not awakening Shale made her way away from the cozy room and into the dingy stone kitchen with the huge cauldron where she found a convenient bowl and dunked it under the piping stew. "Not even, these mountains were a bitch! One time one of my axes broke loose in the ice and I thought I was gonna get fucked up."
Eon: Laughter could be heard coming from the other side of the line.
Shale: "That's not the worst part I was climbing an overhang, and there were lots of icicle teeth for me to land on. It scared the shit out of me."
Background of phone: "Watch your mouth Shale, that's not very elf-like, to use that language."
Shale began slurping some stew. "I know mom."
Just then the Yeti appeared to be entering the room and it didn't look pleased to see the intruder.
"And make sure you kill that wanna-be elf, Zelda bitch!" Shale's mom could be heard with a hint of laughter knowing she'd just jokingly scolded for bad language.
A huge club came down and Shale dropped the bowl to float like a boat atop the soup and jumped off the stool to her right as a massive club came crushing down. The large troll like groan of the Yeti could be heard on the phone as well as Shale's pauldron smacking against the ground with her battleaxe as she rolled to the side not taking the phone away from her ear.
"What was that?" asked Eon in a shocked manner.
"Here wait up I'm a bit busy..." Shale continued the motion of her roll stomping her boot into the massive beaver tail as she leapt up and planted the battleaxe at a very indirect angle scooping beneath the shoulder blade a full foot firmly planting the handle. Then with her left hand she put the phone in her mouth and took a second hand upon the handle and pried upwards slowly pulling the shoulder blade bone free from the back. Until the muscles finally broke loose and gave way making the arm somewhat go limp.
Pulling on the lifeless arm she shot up like a pole-vaulter loosening the barbed wire to snag against the fur around the neck as she crossed over the beast's front then dashed a blinding half circle behind it again completing the strangling loop.
Shale pulled on the handle the spikes gripped in making the wire wrap even tighter as it uprooted some skin and fur in certain spots. Shale took a careful hold of the other end to a special segment she could hold without shredding her hand. Slowly she leaned back holding the two ends of the whip with her hands and driving her boots into the creature's neck. Alternating movements of her hands slid the tense razor edged rope back and forth each grating pass sawing a bit more gummy flesh free from the large creature's neck until the open jugular and windpipe just let go of too much blood and air and the lummox fell to the ground.
=~=~=~=~=The Next Morning=~=~=~=~= Shale stirred back and forth comfortably as something began to tickle her eyes. She blinked and could feel the sun peeking through the window. The large skinned pelts she'd made last night were brushed aside. She had work to do this morning.
Without further ado she was outside with her hands on her hips which she jutted to the left then right stretching out her spine before initiated the brisk march which took her trotting down the snowy slopes. The slope leveled out above a frozen river where her ears could hear wind passing through a the rock wall.
Without traveling far the windy cavernous pass was found and after traversing through the short pass she stood looking down at a series of waterfalls in the surrounding cliffs all pouring down into the same lake.
Shale made a quick check of the surrounding layout then dove into the water. Her metal armor making her have to walk to retrieve a breath of fresh air, but it was worth it cause when her eyes opened once more they settled upon a single castle alone in a grassy field. Even from several miles way up in the mountains the eyes of the hunter narrowed in on a target. Her goal had been to assassinate Zelda, but what she saw was all too familiar. Zelda's face in that of a young girl.
Shale knew the hylain didn't have the ability to see her standing on the mountain seven miles away. However her eyes zoomed in on the target like a merciless hawk.
There was a change in her plans now. She shifted her path narrow in on the target. Eventually she'd choose a moment to introduce herself, but for now she kept her distance and kept hidden.
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Hyrule
Jun 13, 2013 15:32:21 GMT -5
Post by Ganondorf Dragmire on Jun 13, 2013 15:32:21 GMT -5
How many years has it been ever since the events of the events of the first Triforce Gathering [Ocarina of Time]? There was a time to where a great ruler was once noticed as the King of Thieves, the Lord of Evil, and the Prince of Darkness; by using his knowledge of the dark arts and the Triforce of Power, he brought the entire kingdom of Hyrule to his knees. He plague the world in eternal darkness, changing individuals from good to bad, and overcome even the mightiest of heroes with his destructive power. However, that power was taken away from him by a prophet... a boy, you may say; who was destined to defeat the Lord of Evil in a bout that changed the world in everyone's vision. With determination, the boy had bested the prince and brought Hyrule back to its rightful place. In return, the prince was sealed away.
However, the prince did mention his immortal ties with the Triforce; which allows him to be resurrected as long as he like. He vows to the boy who was crowned as the successor of the Triforce of Courage that he will return to exterminate him once and for all. The prince's words did not permanently deem as a threat, it was a promise. A promise to rewrite history, a promise to change the future as they know it, a promise... that'll never be forgotten. That prince's dedication to bring a living hell towards the kingdom he despises will be brought back from the grave, along with his army. A man who was worthy to call himself king, that prince... that man was named...
Ganondorf Dragmire.
In the scorching sands of Gerudo Desert would reveal an ancient kingdom that was far from Gerudo Valley. That kingdom is currently controlled by the remaining forces of Ganondorf's army, which was under the leadership of both Veran and Onox until they figure out a spell to revive their master from his grave. As of right now, both of them were located within a library, full of spell books that contain wizardry of many sorts. Holy, Dark, Casual, Druid, you name it. They swept through the library in a breeze, going through book by book in order to release their fallen master not from his grave, but in the dimension that the seven sages has banished the Prince of Darkness within.
Little do they know that their leader already constructed a plan whenever he was sealed away from the Sages’ magic; the same plan of procedures, only with a different strategy in mind. Instead of awaiting for a henchmen to release him, he used his dark magic to shape the realm he was trapped into his own twisted background. The impossible amount of darkness harnessed over all these years, combined with the Triforce of power, easily ripped the dimension apart. The world of Hyrule was now in his sight, the only thing to do now was to escape from this broken realm once and for all.
“The Seven Sages of Hyrule thought it was necessary to incase me in this spell bounded prison. Unfortunately for them, it’s going to take more than their magic to keep me coiled, even when one is the wielder of the Triforce of Power.”
Outside the realm itself, the shattered remains of what used to be the wrenched beast Ganon slowly start to connect back into place…
Piece by piece.
Soon as it was done, the pig fiend was materialized back into a stone statue of what seems to be Ganondorf. The stone’s grey texture began to morph back into Ganondorf’s color scheme until finally… A burst of endless array of magic exploded from the area he was brought in after the dauntless era that shaped Hyrule into a possible future. [Ocarina of Time.]
The Prince visualizes his current position, scanning the area to make note of where he was brought into. Was this, a tomb of some sort? Jeez; shouldn’t they make a proper burial for this Grandmaster of Evil? Never mind… Now that he’s back, he’s going to seek revenge on that one child who sealed him away in the first place.
“… Heh, I guess it’s about that time to reintroduce myself to the world once more. This time, I’ll make sure that everything suffers beneath the ground I walk on. Boy, your time in this world is drawing to a close.” The king chuckled, making his way out of the tomb as a ray of blinding light illuminated his body in the most epic fashion.
It’s payback time…~!
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Hyrule
Jul 5, 2013 4:30:51 GMT -5
Post by Baiken on Jul 5, 2013 4:30:51 GMT -5
Almha's little adventure was coming up close. Excitement growing in those pink orbs as she kicked her horse to run onward through the desert. The rippling path of those disgusting creatures that lived just beneath the surface of the loose ground caught her attention. She quickly drew her powerful Master Sword, readying her weapon and waiting. The sound of the chattering teeth coming her way before she took a quick slice and split the vermin in half and sheathed her sword once more.
They were irritating little things, and creepy as hell to look at too. She shook her head, not seeing anymore for the time being and faced front once more. The horse suddenly skidding too a halt, freaking out about something happening in the distance. A strange light coming from the cave that she'd been headed for.
Full lips pouted as she did her best to settle the horse down as quick as she could before it finally stopped once on a large solid sand stone slab. Almha watched the cave entrance with unwavering curiosity. Hadn't her father already done a bit of clearing out in that cave? There wasn't supposed to really be anything in it?
Her hand reached back over her shoulder, ready to draw her blade again if necessary to make a charge, or even to run for it. The show of light and strange darkness seemed to be over. Her eyes narrowing as she waited for a moment. It was then that she was going to start moving forward toward the cave once more, standing not more than forty yards from it's entrance. Her eyes widened in a little shock at the figure that came forward. A grown man, red hair, dark features. A Gerudo male?
Her fingers tightened their grip on her blade. A little stunned for words at what she was seeing, or supposed to say anyhow. Her father had told heroic stories of defeating a Gerudo male that had attacked him and her mother a relentless amount of times before he was finally gone. Banished. This couldn't be the same man, could it? She stayed silent, unsure of what to do or say, or even now how to make her horse move surprised at how calm it had suddenly become.
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Hyrule
Jul 7, 2013 23:45:18 GMT -5
Post by Ganondorf Dragmire on Jul 7, 2013 23:45:18 GMT -5
Here it is, the world that was taken away from him many years ago. It feels rejuvenating to take in the crisp air of Hyrule, after being damned to spend an entirety in the wrenched realm that he finally released himself from. Soon as he was beginning to construct a master plan into taking the Triforce, he noticed a young woman that... Wait, if his memory serves me... This woman has the same appearance of that of his destined enemy: Link. The only thing that was out of the ordinary was the feminine posture, curves, etc. etc. Moving on. So, this girl manage to get the man's full attention. From the looks of things, it seems that his rival has finally became a family man. There's no doubt about it, this girl before him is the daughter of Link and Zelda. If that's not a coincidence, then that damn sword clench in her hand will make it so obvious.
"... Control yourself, I have no interest of fighting anyone at this time." The Gerudo Male told Almha, which was a first coming from a man who almost controlled Hyrule with an iron fist. For what reason didn't he attack the girl? "Judging by the look on your face, I assume that you know of my legacy?" Instead of waiting for an answer, he decided to continue anyways. "If not, then allow me to introduce myself: My name is Ganondorf Dragmire, the Prince of Thieves and the wielder of the Triforce of Power. I can sense that you possess the bloodlines of both your mother and your father, along with..." He paused, grimly narrowing his eyes towards Almha's Master Sword. "That blade you're planning to wield against me."
Then, Ganondorf came into realization when he noticed that the woman didn't really introduced herself in return. "Aside from everything else..." He kneel down in front of the woman and asked-- "What is your name, maiden?"
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Hyrule
Aug 2, 2013 6:08:56 GMT -5
Post by Baiken on Aug 2, 2013 6:08:56 GMT -5
Almha simply pulled on the reigns of her horse, guiding it back just a step or two from the man who approached and took to his knee. Eyes narrowing as she watched him, and still she kept her hand steady on the hilt of her Master Sword.
The feeling around this dark man had her stomach twisting in knots of fear, uncertainty, and of the strangest sense of attraction. She wanted nothing to do with him, but her curiosity had long sense peaked when he'd stepped from that tomb.
He asked for her name, and she wasn't sure to give it to him, but her drilled in manners prevented her from biting her tongue.
"Almha of Hyrule. I've been told many stories about you-and the tales of your defeat. The last story, if I am not mistaken, ends with you being banished by the seven sages." She had managed speaking without wavering the tone in her voice. The sternness of her appearance following into the confidence with which she spoke.
"How have you come back?" She asked now with that uncertainty showing. Her voice nearly quaked from the cold shiver slithering it's way up her spine from his appearance and claims. If this was really the gerudo male her father had told her about, she was definitely in trouble if he decided to attack.
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