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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
to register and join our story! If you have any questions, you can join our discord, located in our important links!
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 I want to be is me. A cruel and sadistic lord of the rivers. This River Zora's family had long lived in Holodrum, generations passed. He was the son of a merchant: full of power and pride and raised to never bow his head to those around him. He was trained in the art of speaking and could sell a man his own mother. The prestige that Pan was raised to embody was shadowed by the cruelty of his father's lessons where a raised pad was oft times the greatest reward. There were no gentle hugs or soft words in his family and so the boy was woven into a vicious creature that was a far cry from the noble heroes of olde or gentle merchants of the roads. Some years ago his father's brother's family had come to live with them and arriving with them was his most favorite and most precious totem of misery: his cousin Sinnie. That boy was coddled and was still practically in his egg that Pan would take joy in smashing. The spineless, pathetic boy was always the perfect target for his unbridled emotions and the only one he could depend on to set him free from the humdrum of the day. He played horrible pranks on his younger cousin, who was so by two years. If he wanted to go somewhere his cousin would always follow, afraid to be left alone and it did only to inflate Pan's already atrocious ego. He was the perfect sheep, until he committed the ultimate sin by speaking against him and his will. He had decided to drag Sinnie to a dangerous place and when he was scarred and nearly killed he had blamed it all on the boy who, for the first time in his life refused him. This had been a turning point for Pan. If this spineless jellyfish could speak against him who else had such will hidden beneath their depths? The prospect excited him and he sought to know more. He was bound to be the next heir to his family's fortune and unrivaled power in the selling and buying of antiques. But something in the boy snapped and and he had never seen such ferocity. Pan was, to say the least, enraptured by the beast his cousin became and so wished to be better. If a jellyfish could grow fangs than a barracuda could grow wings!
Pan would be bumped down from heir-apparent as Sinnie brutally took over his family's lineage in a bloody trail, but what could he do? Out do the boy, what else! Pan took great pleasure in the fall of his father and would challenge Sinnie at every turn and what his cousin did he would do more extravagantly and better, if only for his cousin to notice him and turn his blade to him so that they could fight, duel and prove once and for all whose fangs were sharpest. He traveled between Labrynna and Holodrum often, tempting the pockets of nobles and luring the hearts of maidens and sirs alike. Peasant, duke, king: it mattered not. The Zora was driven to amass a fortune that would rival his cousins efforts which was why he had turned to manipulating farmers into paying invisible tribute, trading all but half their stock to have the latest gizmo or doohickey to make farming easier next year.
Failure. The River Zora had failed in every aspect. Sinnie would look down to him, refuse his efforts and even deny his existence, but he could not for long because if he could capture the ultimate beast he would have his blood's admiration once more and Pan was a man who strove for perfection!
SPELL OR ITEM NAME: [break][break] Scimitar - A curved sword made of steel which is kept in a decorative scabbard at his hip, at all times.
RACIAL ABILITY: [break][break] + Gills and Fins: Zora are able to breathe underwater without the help of blue dye or a breathing apparatus. [break][break] + Swim Champions: All Zora swim at ease underwater. They are fast, able to fit in narrow spaces, and can outmatch any other race in the water at ease. [break][break] - Weak to Electricity: Zora are not very strong against electricity - especially since it spreads like wildfire in water. It can be fatal if exposed to enough, and they will take much more damage than other races.
OTHER: [break][break] Jewelry - To present himself as a beacon of wealth the River Zora wearings rings of gold, a great ruby upon his turban and collars of silver and gilded pressed plates which have three smaller rubies pressed into the gilded plates. A silver bracelet on his write wrist and a gilded vambrace on his left. He wears golden hoops which hang from his ears, a fiend of excess. [break][break]