all who wander are not lost [o]

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I hate the life I made

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he vastness of Hyrule never failed to amaze him. Satchel and scabbard at hip, he paused long enough to pull out his map and attempt to get his bearings. Only issue was--well, one of many, but he refused to acknowledge the others at the moment--was he had no way to tell if that tall rock and fallen tree were decent landmarks or just random things that one passed when wandering endless plains of rolling grass.

Yes, as clear as day, Raven found himself extremely and undeniably lost, and he'd be damned if he asked for directions. (Mostly because it had been three days since he came across anyone at all.)

The rumbling of his stomach drew a sigh from his dry lips. "Fine, let's take care of the first problem." His rations ran out too quick for his liking. The fault lied on him entirely as he didn't expect to get so painfully lost. His only defense was... erm, he'd think of something eventually. Nothing came to mind at the current moment. Pity, too.

An hour passed, proving long enough to rustle up enough wood for a campfire by a well-placed stream, and a few fish to fill his empty belly. The tantalizing scent of roasted meat in wet leaves wafted through the air in small puffs of smoke. Were in later in the day, he wouldn't have bothered. Last thing he needed were wild animals targeting him because of his need to munch on something.

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└ notes: someone please play with a lost sellsword <:

everything's wrong every time

pushing on, I can't escape

by Mizo.❉ of ww

[Artemis Hyrule]

He was so tired, and as the sun began dipping down to mark its countdown to nightfall, he found it harder to keep an alert mind on his destination. But the journey was restless and the guilt made it hard to find the willpower to stop and give himself the sleep he knew he probably deserved. He felt like he deserved this torture though. He let out a ragged breath as his horse continued in the glimmering path before him, only his single lantern at his steed's hip to keep their journey from being blind. That was, until the light of a fire caught his attention. His first thought was the possible stop of an inn, which he had initially hoped, but there was too little light for such an attraction. Either it was another traveler, or a monster. He really hoped it wasn't the latter. He was out of energy, and lacked the ability to fight with a full mind. He was so tired. Perhaps it would be time to set up camp. He'd pass by carefully, making sure it wasn't an enemy, and if it wasn't perhaps offer for them to camp in the same vecinity. It was always safer to sleep in numbers. Blue hair came into view, and at first he couldn't tell whether it was a seasoned traveler or not. Their armor looked the part of someone who was adept at fighting, but were they familiar with the environment? Dismounting his horse, he approached slowly and cautiously to avoid startling the lone traveler. "Excuse me," his voice was gruff, but full of regality. "Anywhere in particular you're heading? If we're going in the same direction, I'd be happy to share my supplies. It's always safer to travel in numbers." Either he'd drink his energizing elixir here, or he'd camp out of the stranger declined.

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I hate the life I made

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hough he loathed to consider himself paranoid by nature, several ounces of caution helped to survive in the current day and age, what with the turmoil unfolding more places than he could count. So when a stranger's voice - one that sounded oddly formal and authoritative - called out to him, his hand inched closer to his side in case he needed to draw his weapon.

"Anywhere, everywhere, and nowhere all at the same time, friend." The reply covered the bases without answering anything, something he fixed after a few heartbeats passed. "Hateno Village was my initial goal, but I'm loathe to confess I turned around somewhere along the way and have no idea where it is, or I am, at the current moment in time." The thing about maps is they worked best if you knew where you were to begin with.

The man looked... haggard was the best word for it. Exhausted. He looked like he'd seen some rough things, and for that reason more than anything else, Raven pushed his caution out the window to pat the ground beside him. "Come rest before you drop on your feet. You don't look like you'd make it another mile." Despite it not being a question, he wouldn't command it either. Should the stranger decide to retract his offer and leave, it'd be on him.

"If you are willing to share those supplies you mentioned, keep them on hand for now. You can have some of my fish. The meat shouldn't take that much longer to roast. If more is needed, this spot is full to the brim."

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└ notes: groggy morning post o/~

everything's wrong every time

pushing on, I can't escape

by Mizo.❉ of ww

[Artemis Hyrule]

Ah, so it was another lost traveler. He smirked in response, looking around for a moment before eyeing the compass that was attached to his cloak. "Hmm... I'd say your just a few hours north. It's not safe to travel once nighttime comes around though. Perhaps it's best to wait until dawn."

The stranger offered for him to sit and rest for a while, and honestly, he was thankful that was the case. He left his horse in place and took a seat next to the fire, closing his eyes for a moment. Sighing in relief, he felt the blood rush to his feet, as though sitting had given him some kind of trance.

The stranger offered over some of his food, to which the young prince then looked over and nodded. "I give you thanks for your generosity. I'll be sure to return the favor." He thought for a moment on how to introduce himself. Despite not knowing this person, he didn't feel they were an enemy.

These days, you couldn't be too careful though. He learned that the hard way, with one of his own guild members turning against them.

"You can call me Art. I'm actually going to be passing through Hateno on my way home, if you'd like some direction."

(phone post is sloppy and I apologize ;=; )

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rt? Fine name, especially if you fancy that line of work. Though I can't say your appearance paints that picture." No, he couldn't quite tell what he looked suited for, now that he took a closer look. Too refined and groomed in a messy sort of way - a result of traveling, as one might imagine - for a hard life on the road, while not being large around in the middle in a way lots of noblemen were. A commoner with money behind him, perhaps? The son of a merchant or one himself. A laborer would be a far stretch.

"Raven, at your service. I'll take you up on your offer when the morn comes. Safety in numbers at night, what with having someone to keep vigilant when necessary." The dangers that lurked in the field were things he heard of more than he'd seen. Was it wrong to grow curious of such things that were outside his realm of knowledge?

True to his word, the fish didn't take much longer to finish roasting, and once they charred leaves were pulled back, a delightful scent wafted from the aquatic creatures flesh. Each bundle contained enough meat to fill an empty stomach in a way that it curbed hunger's pain, and should more be needed, well... yes, the bountiful river as a backdrop made a nice scene.

"What brings you out and about this time of day?" Prying was different than casual conversation. An art he needed to work on. No time like the present. "Work or pleasure, lad?"

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└ notes: phone posts are perfectly fine! I make them often, so I understand that

everything's wrong every time

pushing on, I can't escape

by Mizo.❉ of ww

[Artemis Hyrule]

Artemis chuckled slightly at Raven's comment of his name. "I've had my fair share of artistic studies, but I much prefer the form for swordsmanship." It was something he was proud of, and relied himself on - so much so, it often became a problem when he had to work with others. He felt he could best get a job done on his own. He was that confident in his ability. "Raven," Artemis mused for a moment, and nodding in agreement about traveling together rather than alone. "Unique name you got there. Was that something you took on? Quite uncommon for a Hyrulean." Judging by the navy hair, he had come to assume they were of Zoran descent. The smell of the fish filled his senses and he was suddenly reminded at how hungry he was. Taking his hands to a bundle, he pulled apart the flesh carefully to let it cool before taking a few bites. It was a lot better than he was expecting for being simple campfire fish. Raven then inquired on his journeys, to which he was suddenly reminded of where he had just come from. Of course. While Labrynnan troops had rushed his fallen allies back to his camp for proper burials, he stayed behind to make sure they were not followed. He was only now making his journey back. "Work," he choked out quickly, taking a bite into the fish as he tried not to rest his thoughts on the cuplability. "Had to stay behind and take care of a few things while the rest of my caravan returned to our home."

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ood form, and a nice laugh. As for the comment on his own name, he rubbed his chin with a gloved hand, thumb and index finger stroking in unison. "A moniker is a moniker all the same. My line of work doesn't involve clients knowing me personally. Reputation is louder than birth in it, and when trying to stand out among a crowd, it works to have something they'll remember. One that isn't as obtuse as Edge Bloodlord or Vayne Geterdone."

He wished he was joking. There were some insane people out there who used the weirdest things. Compared to them, Raven sounded as normal as a canary's cry. (Oh, birds.)

Working with a larger group of people by the sounds of it. Not a bad thing if a person had the patience or talent for cooperation. At best, he fancied a partner who could keep up would be the only chance he had at experiencing that sort of thing long term, and even then it was a stretch to picture someone like that.

"I've been away from the kingdom longer than I'd like to admit. The villages I've passed through to and fro are a lot more tense and wary of strangers. Tell me, Art. Are you the sort to keep up with current events? Has there been anything of interest happen?" He felt a connection to the land enough to call it his new home, even if he often struggled with finding where he needed to go (and yet the job always found itself done with time to spare), but... following along with politics or natural disasters or festival news tended to be a struggle.

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everything's wrong every time

pushing on, I can't escape

by Mizo.❉ of ww

[Artemis Hyrule]

Ah, so he was a sword for hire, it seemed. It was always better to work with an alias that way, and he understood the need for privacy when it came to their lives outside of that line of work. He chuckled at the names that he made up on the spot, and even recalled hearing names similar to that in the past... Taking another bite into the fish, he listened to Raven's story and hwo he had strayed too far from the path and hadn't been home in quite some time. And then he was hit with the magic question - has there been anything of interest. He almost choked on his food, and it suddenly became hard to chew as he tried to think of a good answer. Clearing his throat, he set down the food for a moment and scratched the back of his head. "Wait, have you really been away from the kingdom for that long? Surely you would have heard about this in Labrynna or Holodrum though..." he could barely believe it. Could someone truly live in such a bubble from the outside world that they had no idea of the current events? "My--The Royal family--they erm..." he stuttered for a moment, trying to say this in the best nonchalant way possible. "They were sort of overthrown by a madman from Labrynna. I... work under their troops in secret to help restore their power and bring honor back to Hyrule."

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