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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
Welcome to ZRP! We are an non-canon RP site with an original tale taking place within the
lore of the Zelda Franchise. While the events of this site are entirely non-canon, we take advantage of the canons of other
games to explain its story fully. As such, we are located within the CANON TIMELINE. Do you like what you see? If so, feel free
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3/14/20 The staff are working dilligintly on the next plot and introduction to ARC 3 of the site. Over the next couple weeks,
we will be transitioning the plot, organizing boards, and a new location will be added to the site! Please note that Termina will be removed from playable locations
during this process. Thank you for your patience!
All prayers to our Father - has he foresaken this place?
The lion soon will come to this battle that we face
Sweat dripped down the poor Hylian's cheek as he paced the beaten path over and over, trying to come up with a solution. With their men falling sick to this foreign ailment, he found it harder to keep himself from losing his mind. What was it that was so different? Why were none of his antidotes working? Not even the fairies could help heal their sickness.
All he could do was prevent the healthy from coming close to those who fell sick to this, and everyday he risked his own safety by coming in contact with the infected. He took precautions, of course, but there were some days he went to bed dreading that the symptoms would show when he would awaken.
Today was his off day. But doctors never really got off days, did they? As one of their best healers, it became increasingly harder to take a break from his work. Not that he minded it--he knew what he was signing up for when he took this kind of career, especially for such an underground and dangerous line of work for his patients.
He had truly hoped he'd never have to take care over one of the Royal Family members, but so far, they had been reoccuring visitors. Zelda had gone into a coma, Artemis fell wounded after several battles, and Kura nearly died.
At least Esme was being safe--or at least--he hoped she was. Surprisingly she was the one royal member he had never spoken to, despite his admiration of her. She was fierce and beautiful, what wasn't to like? For someone her age, she grew up rather quickly, and he felt saddened by it. And yet, she still sprung with life like no other.
After pausing from his restless walk of trying to come up with solutions, he sighed in defeat, slumping over against a log as he fell deep in thought again; this time of his family back in Castle Town. He hoped that they were holding up well, and that the sickness hadn't overcome them.
Post by Esme Hyrule on Dec 16, 2018 23:01:13 GMT -5
Everything was going to hell in a handbasket, and as a result, society was falling apart around those who kept it together. Always the planner, Esme was trying to keep things in order while not stepping on her sibling's shoes, but she had finally decided enough was enough. It was frustrating, and she felt like the only member of the Royl Family keeping her head. Yes, they were all worried about Zelda being gone, but someone had to lead in her place. Enough was finally enough.
But frustration also came to Esme easily, and she found herself stomping out of the camp in a storm, hot off the heels of an argument with her brother. Her own attendant had been dismissed out of sparing her from the princess' fury, and many other attendants were brushed off, as she muttered to herself about how she would turn him into a pincushion of arrows if she could. But anger subsided, and she found herself pacing, thinking. Maybe this wasn't the right move, maybe she was being too rash in her decision. Maybe it was the stress? Who knew. All she knew is current affairs hurt her head, but she paused her thoughts when she saw someone sitting nearby, and her hand instinctively went to her bow before relaxing.
He looked familiar, and she recognized him as one of the healers. Basil, if she recalled. He seemed frustrated, and she tilted her head, slowly walking to him.
"Excuse me, is all well? I hope I am not interrupting any alone time, good sir."
Basil fell deep into thought for a bit too long as he tried to come up with solutions on how to save the people around him from falling ill. A hand cusped around his forehead, he rubbed his temples gently before the voice of a woman caught his attention. He looked up carefully to notice the youngest princess peering down at him.
"M'lady--I did not mean to disturb you if this is where you come to practice," he said quickly as he took note of her quiver. "I just came out here to get away from all the commotion. With everyone getting sick... it's hard to stay calm at the camp. Everyone is on edge."
He let out a sigh before running a hand through his raven hair. "What about you? How are you holding up? With everything going in with your family, I mean..." he had hoped that it wasn't too intrusive of a question for him to ask. Sure, she was another person to make conversation with, but she was still a princess above all else.
Post by Esme Hyrule on Jan 26, 2019 17:21:56 GMT -5
"You are making no such disturbance, healer. Your work deserves breaks every now and then, and I hold no claim over this part of the forest. Call it a coincidence. If I may..."
She took a moment to adjust her dress, before lowering herself gingerly to sit against an adjacent tree, legs to the side. Her bow was laid out in front of her, and she began to tend to it, making sure the wax on the string was holding up to start. She worked quietly for a brief moment, before sighing and resting her head on the tree when he asked his follow-up questions.
"I am as fine as one can be in these situations. I've the burden of my sister going missing yet again pulling in the opposite direction of my brother's incessant nagging, and the tension is nearing a breaking point, but I'm holding together. And of what concern is it to you, healer? I hold no political power, despite being close enough to age. My influence doesn't hold very much sway, so you shouldn't have to worry much how I feel. Gods know my brother doesn't..."
She threw the rag she was using to polish her bow to the side and stood up with a grunt of effort, clearly trying to avoid the issue.
Basil felt slightly less uncomfortable as the offer to share the location was made. He looked away as she adjusted herself, still finding it very hard to look directly at such beauty without having to hold such formality in the situation. Any wrong move and he could be killed--not that the royal family was so strict on manners, but he could never be too careful.
As she spoke of her family, he frowned, sighing as he tried to think of an explanation as to why he was meddling in her business. "I simply am addressing the elephant in the room. Both of us seem to be avoiding the camp for a reason. I know you may feel that you hold no say in anything that goes on, but you are still the princess. Young or not, you hold influence over all of the people following this cause. I doubt they would deny a request if you were to give it. Even if it had to be made behind your brother's back. He tends to micromanage the group, if I may be so bold."
Everyone was under high stress. With the loss of Kura and Zelda being MIA, Artemis was taking a strict hold on the guild until things were slightly more stable. "I have no doubt in your ability to lead this group if you have any ideas... not that I'm encouraging you to disobey your brother or anything!" he said sheepishly with a laugh.
She then asked if he shot at all. Taking a look at the bows and arrows, he felt a smile creep up on his face at the thought of taking a shot once more. He gave it up to better his career, but he was an excellent shot at one point. "It's been some time, but... I used to be quite exceptional with a bow at some point. I doubt I'm still a professional with it though."