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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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SHADOWS FALL OVER MY HEART, I WANT TO PAINT THE WORLD BLACK
SHEIKAH / GORON
TWENTY - NINE
To be adaptable upon the battlefield and the courts of the Hyrulian races has blessed the assassin with a long life. Calling upon tactics studied and manipulating lesser minds. Even with an ebb and flow of change he remains confident in his ability to execute his orders and tasks. Never sowing seeds of doubt within himself to second guess his choices. Such self morale stems from his disciplined body and mind. Trained upon Death Mountain by the Gorons and spirits of slumbering mountain. Through surviving in the crags his body strengthen, through tomes and studying his mind developed. Even under stress his body and mind shows resilience. Conquering the hardest of tasks and not faltering. Perhaps this is aided by his tireless nature, never ceasing in his convictions and will. Even when brought before death he does not waver. Unyielding to the very end of his conquest.
Killing his kin upon the truth being revealed to him might have been cruel of him but to use him as a weapon and betray him begged for his blade. Now though its reach extends for more then just those who lied to him. Using the very lies they sowed to spread his vengeance. Dishonest he cares not who is harmed in his wake. Only that those who played a hand in the Hyrulian civil war pay the price. Such madness corrupting him, making him from an honorable warrior of the Goron into a hateful murderer. Nightmares of the past devolving into the hatred the empowers his actions. A ruthless opponent to versus upon the battlefield, throwing himself in harms way to ensure his mark. For what little remains of him is being held in place by the festering darkness in his heart. Vengeful for the life he never had, for the mother he never got to know. For the way it should have been for him.
A simple word, Vengeance. The death of his mother and the truth surrounding it has drowned him in madness. Desiring to take from the world what it took from him
Fear does not claim his heart. Having slain his own father and lost his mother what little of value the man has left is nothing worth his concern. Even death does not sway the Goron.
The tale would begin with the forbidden love between a Sheikah of Kakariko and a chieftain of the Goron. With the closeness of Death Mountain to the village the two met often. Soon enough he would be brought into this world but with the civil war of Hyrule and the grudge between the Zora weighing heavily on the realm a bright future for the child was bleak. Bringing into this world a child with bright red eyes and stone like horns upon his head. Such purity in the blood of a mixed child. Called to protect the royal line his mother was summoned the front of the battlefield.
From which she would never return. Leaving the half-blooded child in his care. The childhood of the boy would be spent upon the mountain. Being molded into a weapon to be used against the Zora. Twisting a story of how his mother died by their hands. When he came of age he was an assassin ready to put an end to the Zora royal line and bring an end to the war between Goron and the ocean dwellers. Death did not scare him, for the disease that was destroying his people began to spread through him.
An arranged marriage between him and his bride had been setup to start a truce and rebuild relations between the war-torn races. Upon the day of their courtship his father would bring the wrath of the mountains upon the Zora domain. What was not expected was the truth of his mothers fate to be shared with him by the princess. Madness riddled his mind, sowing the seeds of doubt within his heart. Returning to Death Mountain he begged his father to end the war and explain himself. Wanting to know why his father would betray him.
Instead his father refuted him for his weakness, blaming it on his mothers blood. This sent him into a rage that did not stop until the inner chambers were painted with blood. Those devoted to his father had been cut down, with the gorgon chief dying before him. Heavy breathes expelled from his breast with his father final moments displayed before his eyes. Confirming the truth in those last moments, what he was, who his mother was, the legacy left behind for him. All of them shared with his half breed son until his passing.
Tears streamed down his face but he felt no remorse. Taking the throne of the Goron was within his reach but he desired not to lead these creatures. They would never accept a half breed leading them. Leaving the mountain behind him to visit the forgotten grave of his mother. Finding the forgotten lost grave. Resting upon the grave was a mask that belonged to his mother. Picking it up he placed it upon his face and vowed vengeance upon those who had taken her away from him.
Crimson strands of hair roll down his cheek, the color a trait of his mother. Shoulder length it is short and spiky. Dark molded horns spread from the front of his forehead. Formed of earth and rock from his body. Following beneath leads you to his bright red eyes, rubies within a sea of white. Very little of his Goron blood is shown outward. Though he stands tall at six foot, two inches and weighs one hundred and eighty pounds. Heavy from muscle and weight from flesh turned to rock. Scars marking his body from head to toe from the mountains.
+ Veil of Shadow: Corrupted the young mans gift now embraces him in shadow, allowing a portion to his entire self to be devoured by darkness. Allowing him to avoid minor attacks by shifting from corporeal to ethereal.
+ Night Vision:All Sheikah are able to see in the dark if they possess crimson colored eyes; however, they will glow in the darkness, making Sheikah a target for attacks if the others cannot see in the shadows.
+ Lens of Truth:Sheikah have a natural ability to resist illusionary magic of equal or lower rank of their arcane trait.
+ Weak to Light: Sheikah are weak to light attacks due to their natural ability to thrive with shadow based magic. Due to this, they will take extra damage to light magic.
Longsword - a long sword crafted from the depths of Death Mountain. Forged beneath the molten core, with rare metals casting the blade. It rests upon a decorated sheath on his hip.
PLAYER ALIAS: Aaron FACE CLAIM: Adam Taurus - RWBY REFERENCE: Nova ALTS: ---