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[Konungr of Hyrule]

An earthbound giant strolled through the forest protected by mystical forces. The subtle surreal feeling washed over his armor-akin skin—this place hasn't changed a bit, even years after the faithful event that put their country in shambles. Konungr; Goron Chieftain and activist trekked through the thick foliage, and magical labyrinths—his pure heart and lay of land skills guiding him through the maze of evils bane. The trees spoke to him, his gentle touch upon the hard bark showing him the path like a vision impaired person reading cryptic braille.


"I'm on the right path."

Konungr pressed onward, his wit about him as he proceeded deeper into the mystic forest. The giant sported a brown colored cloak that covered most of his hardened visage, but all of his formidable physique. The cloak he wore represented the unity of the Hylian's and the Goron—it was a mix and match of both crests in gold trim with extravagant designs around the unified crest. Normally he would never have sported such an important item out for a venture, but this was no normal outing—he was within the woods were nightmares are born for a reason.

Midstep, bandaged foot tapping heavily upon the lush grass. Konungr froze in place as the sound of a piercing howl disturbed his search. It was close, the sound of canine beasts circling him within the dense forest that surrounded him. The Goron moved not an single inch, his senses in overdrive as he prepared for a bout with wayward beasts. His eyes narrowed as savage beasts leaped, a pack of Wolfos with primed claws attacked the chieftain with killing intent. One landed on the back of the giant, fangs attempting to dig into the neck of Konungr—the damned beasts nearly broke all its teeth in the process. Konungr reached up for the monster, grabbed it by the head with a massive paw, and flipped it over his shoulder—slamming it with immense force on the ground below and nearly breaking every bone in its body in one mighty attempt.

Another attacked, leaping for the front of the goron. Konungr simply caught the beast by the face and crush its skull with enough physical pressure that could turn even the mightiest of boulders into rubble; he then tossed the carcass at another approaching Wolfos; ridding them both. Now there was one, bigger than the other three and twice as savage with blooded claws to boot. It dashed at the goron with impressive speeds and they engaged in a brief dance. Konungr held the beast off by holding the monsters mouth open with both hands. He spun and took the monstrous canine down with his knee pinning it down—hands still holding the monsters mouth wide open. Then, snap; Konungr proceeded to break the jaw of the massive beast—moth and jaw practically opening a full 180 degrees when it was all said in done.

"It is no longer safe within these woods. I hope my search is for not. What of the Forest Dwellers? I will return with aid if they need it." He was in no place to offer any more assistance to the people of Hyrule, but, to his last fleeting breath, he'd do what he could to make sure everyone could feel safety in this most daunting of times. Dead ahead round eyes took in the sites of the Hylian Ruins, he rose to his feet and pressed onward—heavy steps as his gaze remained fixated forward. The moment of truth was near.

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It was quiet within the woodlands today. The air was still, as the silence of the world made even the sound of a leaf falling from a tree echo. Deep in the grove of the forest, a clearing emerged, where the ruins of a city once full of life aged slowly, entangled with the roots of young trees. It was now a place called home to the Royal Family of Hyrule, as well as their loyal followers who continued to fight beside them. Fairies loomed around the area, in curiosity of these foreigners. The destruction of Ganondorf's forces was still ripe with sorrow for many of the aged creatures that resided within the perimeter.
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[break]Many members of the Heroes of Hyrule had gone to scout the outer rim of the forest, heading out toward larger communities and villages nearby to trade goods and seek information for more shards of the Triforce. Zelda had decided to stay behind, a feeling of lingering suspicion laced over her thoughts that gave her the urge to wait, as if something was calling out to her. She spent most of this time within the crumbled Temple of Time, where she watched over the Master Sword. A dormant blade, fixed to the pedestal, untouched since the night of war that left many dead, and many others wounded physically and mentally. 
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[break]Many have tried pulling the blade since that wicked night, but it would not budge. It was peculiar to Zelda, as those who are worthy of being a hero are accepted by the blade quite instantly. But the blade seemed to be waiting, as if for the return of the Hero once more. It was the bit of hope Zelda had left. It had to mean something.
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[break]After leaving the temple, Zelda looked past the clearing and into the trees as a gust of wind picked up. It seemed strange for such stale weather, as she hummed to herself in wonder. With her sword at her hilt, her hand brushed against it for reassurance as she began to stride toward the forest path. Perhaps there was something waiting for her. 

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[Konungr of Hyrule]

With naked feet upon squishy soil, Konungr marched on. With a harden golden gaze that could cripple even the most lionhearted of kings, the goron champion marched on. And with one of the goddesses which constructed this land and all that inhabit it guiding his purest hearts of hearts, the kind chieftain marched on. Konungr followed the beaten path, senses picking up a soft wind which blew from the east. The closer he drew to the ruins that pierced the mighty treetops, the more eyes fixated upon his cloaked person. He was no fool, he felt the presence of other living beings—their benevolent energy circulating all around this place. It was a very much welcomed feeling than the darkness that wrapped around the other parts of the woodland. But these beings didn't trust him, if he had a goron forged knife, he would have cut the thick tension.

He made it known he meant no harm to the dwellers of this realm, he walked tall; proud and kingly. Then, something whispered to him, a spirit from the past; words in one ear and out the other in an eerie way. It seemed, directly ahead of him, whatever it was that he sought, would be down that same beaten path he trudged down. Konungr ceased his steps, his vision focusing on a slab of rock to the left of him. Strolling over to said stone, he took a seat—one leg up to his chest while the other locked in place, flatfooted on the squishy soil below. He cleared his throat and closed his eyes—a low whisper followed afterwards, one the east wind would carry to the esteemed heir.

"Hylian Heir, it's good to know you're good and well. However, If I continue further down this path, I'm afraid I'd be bombarded with arrows by those that protect you. Come, further down and you'll see me. We need to talk."

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The mortal goddess continued her tread on the uneven path that the forest led her. In some ways, it was relaxing to be able to travel on her own - since her removal, she found herself surrounded by the protection of others at every moment, the luxury of privacy no longer available to her. With so many members of the guild on a mission, it was much easier to sneak away from their base unheard, and it seemed to be fateful, as the wind was surely leading her somewhere.
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[break]The sound of wind hitting trees creating a whisper in the air, her ears fixated on the noises that lived within the shadows of the glade. Taking a few steps forward on her journey, she suddenly froze in place - a voice that sounded familiar, and yet incredibly foreign, as if she could no longer place it, had called out from the shadows beyond the end of the path's clearing. Zelda's eyes had dilated as she tried to read the shadows of the man, wondering if he truly meant no harm, or if this was all deceit.
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[break]Gripping her sword at the holt tightly, Zelda moved her other hand to grasp it more tightly, lifting it from the sheath ever so slightly, as to pull it out swiftly if battle were to commence. "I am alone," Zelda spoke clearly - her voice ringing in the forest like a serene melody. "No one has seen me come this far, you'll be safe as long as you do not raise your weapon against me." she explained calmly.
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[break]Why couldn't she place his voice? There was something so curious about it, as if she had heard it many times before, and then suddenly not at all. After all this time, were there really still people out there who were searching for her? How did he find her? Who would have told him of where she was now hiding?

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[Konungr of Hyrule]

"I would never consider such treason an actuality, Hylain Heir." Konungr replied upon her claim. He slowly rose from the stone he sat on, eyes peering directly ahead at the person he hasn't seen in almost half a century. He strolled forward, caution about him, hands slowly showing themselves behind a regal cloak. He crossed massive arms up against an equally massive chest as the distance between the two closed to a little less than five meters.


"It relieves me to know your in good health, Hylain Heir. However, I cannot say the same about the state of our country. The people that remain true to the royal bloodline, they are the ones fighting a losing battle. And, truthful, I too am losing this very same battle."

Konungr spoke, his voice booming in sheer power and loyalty—his tone deeper than any chasm darkness may spawn from. He took another step forward if the princess allowed it, in the midst of the step he'd lower the part of the cloak which shrouded his face. He showed his ebon visage—stoic expression perusal, but those golden eyes gleamed with joy and enthusiasm regarding the discovery of the princess.

"Hello, Zelda; Hylain Heir and rightful ruler to the throne." A Goron was never to bow; it went against their tradition and showed ultimate weakness. A Goron was meant to physically and metaphorically look down on their allies and enemies because they were simply superior. Years of prejudiced and injustices to their race only made such a creed even stronger and pungent. But Konungr cared not for the ways of old—the state of their land and all those that inhabit it meant much more to him than an over-inflated pride. He took a knee and dipped his head in the presence of royalty. And, for the first time, he finally saw eye to eye with another that didn't share his same race.

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Appearing from the trees, a large figure approached from the shadows, his face slowly coming into the light - eyes as bright as the sun and earthy skin. Her eyes widened when she realized that it was the chieftain of the goron people, and her old friend, Konungr. As he spoke, she listened carefully and nodded, relieving herself of her cautious posture.
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[break]"I understand that many are still fighting. I am trying to gather the remainder of those who are loyal, to give them somewhere safe to stay until we have enough resource and planning before engaging. I've spent the last few years searching for shards, and have given one to each of my followers as a token of my trust. Our plan is to gather them and reclaim the Triforce, and therefore regain our rights to this land. It belongs to all of us." she explained.
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[break]As he said her name, he slowly bowed down, to which she smiled lightly, shaking her head. "Friend, you need not bow to no one. I consider you my equal." she spoke softly with affection. "I should be the one to bow, as you still hold your title as chieftain. I cannot call myself a queen, nor heir to anything in the state of this land." she murmured as she looked down. There was a short silence between the two and she looked back up to the trees as the sky poked through.
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[break]"This kingdom will be ours once more. I've made arrangements with King Perseus and King Asthar to send any that believe in our cause to come join us in our search. It is a matter of earning the trust of those who still reside within the city. The numbers of those struck with greed are the ones who are holding Hyrule's fate in the moment."

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[Konungr of Hyrule]

A bare knuckle firmly pressed upon the grass—balancing the seven foot sentinel as he showed respect to the forgotten heir. When she spoke, he rose, towering over the slender female and simply listening to the words she spoke. The wind whispered of this loyal legion of followers who fight for the well being of Hyrule and the royal family. Konungr would be lying if he said he initial believed such whispers from the jump—he wanted too, but simply couldn't. Goron are men of action; if one is fighting for a cause or reason, they make it known with action and words. This group, albeit an actual thing, made very little difference regarding the hardship washing over this once beautiful and peaceful land. However, Konungr is no ignorant fool, he too knows how difficult it is to fight for a country that no longer has faith in their traditions and customs—to fight for a country that has long been cursed the Goddesses of old. So for Zelda to solidify the rumor and give it an actual visage Konungr could set his harden gaze upon, he felt it his responsibility to give assistance where he could, regardless of how little that truly may be given the current state of his people and their own war within Death Mountain.

He shook his head as she continued, calling him "friend" warmed him to his core—warmer than the ancient smithy in the center of Death Mountain; it felt nice. But that was not the reason he shook his head, the earthbound giant took a step forward as faint sadness radiated from the elfin heir, he could feel her blight as if it was his own. Before he could speak, she continued—the mention of "outside" help not setting too will with the Goron leader. He wasn't against Goron asking for help from Zora, Hylain, the childlike forest dwellers, or the female warriors of the endless desert. It went against Goron code, but in times of intense crisis, what is pride if it gets those that depend on you and love you killed? Konungr understood that sentiment all to well, but to seek aid from the neighboring kingdoms? He wanted to comfort the heir, tell her that the people that believe in the royal bloodline still had the needed strength and loyalty to take back their land. But such words could wait, now, he needed to speak up upon another issue—the issue being the neighboring kingdoms and their help.


"I know the situation is grim, Hylain Heir. But do you honestly believe it wise to seek aid in Labrynna and Holodrum? In our lands current state, all it would take is one coordinated strike from them both and we will crumble under the pressure if we allowed them free access to our borders. I have a proposal for you, Hylain Heir." He paused for a moment, voice deep and hardened as he allowed his previous words to seek in fully. "I'm sure you've heard of the settlement in Kakariko Village. Ever since the uprising, many of those in Hyrule sought protection from my people. So I turned Kakariko into a base of operations, a safe haven for those who are looking for shelter and food, but also a place for them to pick up steel and fight when the time is right. Morale is low, but if they knew you were alive and ready to fight, I am sure they will join your cause. Not to mention you'll have the full support of the Goron. This is a Hyrule matter, let us keep it that way and keep the potential predators at bay."

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[attr="class","textie"]As Konungr froke from his stance, Zelda listened carefully to what he had to say, relaxing from her cautious stature. He spoke of it being wise to request aid from the neighboring kingdoms, and while she understood his concerns, she smiled lightly, shaking her head. Still, before speaking, she listened to everything he had to say. He spoke of Kakariko Village, a land once known as the Sheikah haven, but was later turned into a smaller settlement that broke off from the main kingdom for those who seek a quieter lifestyle. As she feared, it seemed that many who once lived within the kingdom were trying to all bustle into that little village, over-saturating it as space became dwindled. [break][break]

"I understand your worries with the neighboring kingdoms. But let me ease your fears by saying that King Perseus and I have been friends since we were children. He is not like his father, who would try to take the throne when the kingdom is most vulnerable. He fought alongside us, while his own Kingdom was left to the advisers to rule it, when our kingdom was falling to the hands of Seith, and he would have gladly died for us. He has his own Kingdom to rule now and has been sending men in his stead to help us, bring us supplies, and as well as relocate refugees who have lost their homes to the guilds in Castle Town," she explained before continuing. [break][break]

Thinking of what he had said about Kakariko village, she made note to first explain the situation with Holodrum. "For the most part... King Asthar is trying his best to stay neutral in the situation, and with good reason. He has been a great help in relocating anyone needing homes, but that's as far as he gone to help protect citizens. Because of the lowering crime rate in Holodrum, his own kingdom is in a bit of a situation as well, and if he were to anger the wrong people in Hyrule, he'd have several guilds trying to sabotage his recovering kingdom." [break][break]

"As for Kakariko Village... I suppose that is something I will have to discuss with the rest of the guild. Many believe I'm not ready to reveal myself, but personally, I think it's time people saw their leader come back to take the throne. It's been four years. Many believe me to be dead. I'll see what I can do with persuading the others to allow it. They seem to be rather protective of me, but I cannot stay hidden forever or else nothing will ever get done," she sighed as she looked around at the trees. [break][break]

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He felt it pointless to further explain how he felt about the situation. Truth be told, he felt some kind of way—that bitter taste of disrespect laced his fleshy tongue. Konungr was a firm believer of alliances in disasters, he stood by that belief and such a way of thinking could never be swayed or morphed. Humans, Gorons, Zoras, Sheikah's, Greudo's, and the Kokiri. The six bloodlines that hold diplomatic presence and power throughout the continent of Hyrule. Six bloodlines who have suffered and lost due to blasphemous behavior and lack of faith in the powers at be. But this was their land—their land, their issue. An easy resolve—a voice that could reach out to them all was needed; a familiar and recognizable voice. Despite the indifference's between the Zora and the Goron, Konungr could come to an agreement with their ruler and bring both bloodlines together in arms. The Sheikah, a line of people loyal to the royal family. The mightiest warriors of the line would answer any beck and call from the royal family—loyal guard dogs, they are proclaimed to be. The Sheikah, albeit hermits in culture value treasure and their customs. Between the royal family and the Goron there is many of treasures and relics to part with to recruit them for the cause if need be. Then all that leaves are the Kokiri, herbalists and hermits in their own right. But a kind and gentle race who would be willing to help it meant bringing an end to all the violence and bloodshed.

All it took was a little effort and the Land of Hyrule had more than enough able-bodied people willing and ready to reclaim the land. But, instead, the royal heir insisted on seeking outside assistance from other royals and people in supreme position. It took a lot within the giant to hold his tongue, but he managed. He had long realized this is simply how humans operate—especially those with fame, wealth, and diplomatic power. Why seek aid in the peasants; the cannon fodder? Granted, he had a feeling this wasn't Zelda's though process. Though, whenever he attempted to give humans the benefit of the obvious doubt, they, as a collective unit, always took ten steps back. A sad sight—one that could potentially cost them their land and lives.

"Worry not about Kakariko Village, Hylain Heir." Konungr bellowed, his suggestion about unity null and void. "My people will keep the village safe. Things may be grim, but Kakariko will not fall; I will not allow it too. You need to focus your efforts on what you believe to be the best course of action." His gaze faltered off the heiress, an attempt to hide his disappointment. "Whatever you need from me; may it be concoctions, steel, armor, man power, or knowledge. Please, do not hesitate to reach out."

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