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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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Muffled footsteps traversed across the rocky outcrop; diligent progress as she made her way up to the base of the tower. Once a fortress, this toppling construct has been lost to time, and has been nothing more than a hideout and base for various monsters. But today it was the prison to someone she held very dear. Only a week since her re-awakening, it was surprising that she was already out in the field, though her brother couldn't convince her otherwise, -- not when he needed her.
This evening however, she donned a different appearance; being a garb of black silk and leather wraps and her hair light in color. The ability to masquerade as one of a different race was a common ability to those of noble blood it seems. With the right clothing and color, even she could appear like a sheikah of birth, which is something that really irks those who dwell within the camp.
Glancing back to her brother, she made note of his presence before continuing. She knew in her heart that Artemis planned on being especially careful with her being here, and that likely it would put them at jeopardy, but perhaps he also recognized her strength as even he couldn't protest to her assistance for too long.
"What do you expect we will face in the tower?" she asked, her eyes traces its length and wondering just where Percy was held, and more, why they were taken in the first place. How even? As guard efforts had certainly been doubled in the last month or so, -- at least to her knowledge.
"...Percy.." Kura mumbled behind the dark scarf around her mouth. She worried for him, but knew that he was strong and it would take more than this to defeat him.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Apr 23, 2018 13:42:06 GMT -5
OUR FATE WAS CHOSEN BY THE GODS
Artemis was a wreck of emotions, to say the least. It had been a while since he had been this distracted on one of his journeys, but with the looming fate of two of his sisters, and the death (and revival) of another, he didn't have a ready head for much. The guilt settled and festered when it came to these facts; his sisters were out there somewhere, possibly being tortured, but he couldn't be at arms to save either.
He had to trust Link and the Sheikah guards would do his job for him.
Originally he had opted to go and find Esme, but with Kura's insistance on rescuing Percy, he found he had no other choice but to accompany her. He refused to allow her to go alone.
The young prince was following behind his sister carefully, garbed in a green cloak with a sword in hand.
"What do you expect we will face in the tower?" Kura asked as they closed the distance with the ominous structure. He looked up and down it carefully before taking a deep breath.
"Pain," he murmured lightly. "This tower has a long and regretful history of merciless rulers, and this imprisonment was used as a base of experiment. King Arathor broke that mold, but his son, Galadhion... well, you know how he was."
The tower had been vacant for decades, but whatever was inside was surely still crawling with life. Possibly even prisoners still. He feared this would be too much for Kura after just waking.
She would be lying if she denied her apprehension to his chosen descriptor. 'Pain'. No one liked to experience pain, but she was more scared for her beloveds well being than her own. She had been given another chance, something that was not bestowed to every solider they had lost on that day, and she would put it to use.
Prior to approaching the object, they had agreed to take the road less traveled and not enter through the front gate, but rather climb upwards to a gatehouse entrance. Luckily because of the state of decay that the tower underwent, it was decorated with ivy and routing stones that they could use to traverse up the side easily. Once they got inside however, locating where the captives were held would be an entirely new concept to her.
She had never played the rescuing prince before.
"Any ideas on how we will locate them once inside? I don't suppose whoever did this will just leave a map lying around, and who knows what else is living in the tower," She asked her brother before exhorting herself with a hearty leap upwards to grab a handful of strong vines to start her climb. Above there was a large gap in the stone where she could peer inside, and hopefully find an easier entrance.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Apr 26, 2018 18:24:41 GMT -5
OUR FATE WAS CHOSEN BY THE GODS
Kura inquired on how they would find the prisoners, which truly, he didn't really know. He had hoped that there would be more of a grand introduction to this place, since the letter had explicitely welcomed them if they came to save the imprisoned.
Still, there was something fishy about this whole situation. He didn't want to think that it could possibly be a trap, but the aura of possibility continued to linger in the back of his mind. He made it first and foremost, his mission to keep Kura safe. Letting her back in the hands of the enemy would prove to be detrimental.
"I would assume we're expected. The letter indicates that we're given the opportunity to save the hostages inside. Perseus and Nyssa are our first priorities, understood? The others will hold us back, and if they choose not to cooporate we cannot risk staying behind for them."
He brushed his cloak beside her before sweeping forward to enter the tower's territory. Making way for the large, rusted doors, he took a deep breath before taking hold of one of the brass knockers. He slammed it in twice, before taking a step back.
There was a pause. He felt his stomach curl with anticipation as he thought about what may be waiting for them on the other side. Keep Kura safe. That is number one. He had to remind himself this.
As the doors swung open slowly with a roar of scraping metal, darkness escaped from the musty indoors. He waved the dust from the front of his face before peaking inside slowly.
It was completely empty, with a large set of stairs which wrapped both up and down the tower. There was a lower level. Of course there was.
"We need to pick which way to go. We're not splitting up."
Lips pursed and brows furrowed the princess rested her gaze on her brother. The amount of disbelief she held was only out shined by the clear disapproving expression she showed him, that he likely wouldn't take notice of as he walked past her. She had in mind to huff and cross her arms over if she wasn't busy gritting her teeth and following him.
"How could you say such a thing! --Artemis, I know we cannot save everyone all the time...," she said, ending on a softer note as she referenced her own previous demise, "but that doesn't mean we shouldn't try... You didn't give up on me after all."
The entrance opened, albeit in a similar way to the stone doors of the forest temple she visited not so long ago. What was with old buildings and having large creaky doors?
Peering inside she took note of his deduction and let out a gentle hum. "Hmm, quite the predicament, though I do not think we are being pressed for time. This has Eleazar's game written all over it." She said softly to her brother before glancing upwards towards the ceiling of the foyer. From a glance, she wasn't so sure if the above floors were so structurally sound, though there was no telling that the lower levels were not flooded either. if she had to choose, she would prefer falling through the flooring over swimming in muck.
"It wouldn't seem logical to choose either, but for the sake of making a statement I could see them being held above."
At least, that was the way it was in her heroic tales.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Apr 27, 2018 0:27:16 GMT -5
OUR FATE WAS CHOSEN BY THE GODS
"I did not say we would ignore them! However, if they choose to be difficult or slow us down, it could jeapordize all of us. The main priority is to escape with as many bodies as possible. Alive," he said before turning to her, eyeing her carefully. "Understood? Your situation was completely different. I will not risk losing you again."
He allowed her to inspect the building before making a decision, but as she made note of the top of the building he nodded. Each floor was large, and ultimately impossible to inspect every inch of in one night. They'd have to clear each room quickly, and hope that the prisoners would make noise when they approached.
"Then we start by going up."
The two of them made way for the spiraling stairwell that wrapped itself upwards within the tower. He was careful not to step anywhere that would cave in, and used his blade bathed in divine light as a source of sight. Slowly, he pulled a mask from his pocket.
"Take this. Wear it if enemies come forth. They will not see you unless you attack, so use every blow with precision and focus."
As they continued to climb the winding stairs, he peaked into each room to see if there was any source of life, but the rooms were mostly barren. He wondered what they would find here - monsters or treasures. Ancient scripts from the Royal Family's use of this building, perhaps?
He couldn't deny that the idea of these texts fascinated him, but this was no time to be lurking for archives. They continued their search.
Post by Kura Hyrule on Apr 27, 2018 13:31:06 GMT -5
Of course she wanted to argue with him more, but she decided it would be best to let it go. Her brother was on edge since that night, and she didn't like to bring up the subject with him. Ever since, he had been extra protective, and while she didn't blame him, it only deepened the feeling of incoming danger.
So with a soft sigh of defeat she followed him to the stair case, staying close behind him as he used his sword for a light source. While it was not comparable to a torch, it didn't give off a harsh glow that could alert monsters or other unwanted challenges to their presence within the tower.
Artemis pulled a mask from his pocket, handing it to her with instruction. Inside she questioned if it could really do such a thing, but then assumed like his sword it had some sort of magical properties. This may have been false and all she needed to do was to hide her pale skin, but it was a thought that did not occur to her. Tying her hair at the nape of her neck, she slid the mask over her face. Surprisingly it did not stifle her breathing and it was rather comfortable, which she could only sum up that it was of sheikah design.
Though his instruction reminded her that she had really only killed one thing in her life; a blue chuchu in the depths of the forest temple, and her guards had killed the remaining ones. So on top of feeling more than useless in this situation, her mind wandered, and lingered on Garrett, who she had not seen since her awakening. It was odd behavior, and what more, she had not the heart to call for him. Still embarrassed of her condition in Castle Town, she had not been able to look at him the same way since then.
With her mind distracted she didn't even notice the weak floor board she stepped on, its signifying snap echoing in the empty halls as her foot fell through. She didn't fall, nor came close to it, but the sound was enough to make her heart jump leap and bound. She only hoped that they were the only ones to hear it.
This had been a plan by Eleazar, to divide the forces of the Heroes; stress them out, drive them apart, thin the ranks. All of it. Circe had been all too willing to go through with it, it had meant she had time to mess with the hostages, terrorize some heroes as they tried to rescue their loved ones. She hadn't been aware of exactly who she'd been sent to watch over until she got there, though she'd been told that there was quite the important hostage in her hands. And while he should remain alive for as long as possible, should the situation arise, Circe was free to take matters into her own hands.
What had surprised her though, was walking into the cells built as close to the top of this crumbling tower as possible, was the King of Labrynna, Duchess of Symmetry City, a Zoran woman, and a Sheikah. She'd formally introduced herself, explained their purpose here, and told them to hope their precious heroes could make it to them in time.
Then she'd left the cells and stalked through the tower, watching out for any monsters lurking around, they were their own creatures, and Circe had thinned a few of their ranks out, leaving scorch marks on the walls and stairs of the tower. She hadn't been down to the lower floors since she got here, so she didn't know if any other creatures had moved in. If they had, the heroes had their own welcoming committee to deal with. She could wait patiently.
Then, sometime later, Circe heard a snap. A wooden floorboard, weak from age had just given somewhere in the tower, below her specifically. "Finally," she sighs, throwing a long white braid back over her shoulder and carefully making her way down the tower towards the noise.
There was one, a few floors below her. She had quietly stepped off the landing and spotted the light in his hands, the eldest prince. He hadn't quite noticed her yet, but he had noticed the sound he had made. Slowly, Circe emerged from the darkened landing, footsteps light on the old ground. She wore black scaled leather armor that allowed her to move freely and use her magic without hindrance, a dark cloak draped over her shoulders.
"So, you finally decided to show up. Here to save your dear friend, no doubt."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Apr 30, 2018 20:46:54 GMT -5
OUR FATE WAS CHOSEN BY THE GODS
Artemis had lunged forward in an attempt to save Kura from the fall, only to realize that she was safe enough distance away to not get caught in the debris. He sighed in relief, but as he turned to face the upper stairwell, the Zoran servant was facing him now, a look of curiosity plastered to her face.
He narrowed his eyes, making note that her gaze had not left his, and perhaps she had not noticed his sister. He stiffened in place as he gripped the hilt of his sword carefully, frozen on the steps as he listened to her words.
"What kind of game are you playing at? Is this supposed to be some kind of test? I intend to leave with everyone who you've captured, so you best not get in my way."
He didn't know much of what this zora was capable of, but from what he had heard, she was Eleazar's chosen mage, and the ace of his guild. There was perhaps a chance that the two of them were equal in power, unless she had some sort of secret mask.
He took a deep breath and lowered his blade. "So what is it you plan to do now that I'm here?" he asked curiously.
Post by Annora Shir on May 3, 2018 12:03:15 GMT -5
How long had it been since she had fallen into the grasp of Eleazar and his posse? How long since her fathers blood had decorated the room and the ichor of her people stained the dirt of her home? The answer is too long, and while she had grown accustomed to her new treatment, she found herself being shipped off to play in one of the psycho's games.
Solemn head rested against her knees, her eyes closed as she shivered from the cool air. Her body was growing stiff, and her ass hurt the most from sitting in the same position for the past few hours. She listened intently, catching every stir of their keeper, and her breath kept pace with the drum of the monsters snoring in the lower depths of the tower. That was until the Zora witch slaughtered them. The likelihood that it was needed for entertainment was high, and Annora didn't blame her, --it just made her night all the more quiet.
That was, until a distinct sound echoed throughout the tower. Wood; splitting, crashing and falling.
Her gaze perked up, eyes opening into the darkness of their humble abode, and she crawled closer to the cell bars.
"Someone is here." She whispered to any that would listen. Someone, that was not meant to be here. Perhaps a savior who fell into El's baited trap? Oh how he enjoyed playing these games. It wasn't too long ago that he played a similar one right after he had taken over her home. She was not too keen on the details, she only knew that it involved a Hylian princess and that Eleazar got what he wanted in the end, as his mood was portrayed in that undeniable smirk he held for hours afterwards.
Getting an idea, she turned her body and began to kick at the bar's repetitively, hoping the loud tang of her boot would get their attention. Surely the sound could be carried farther than her shrilly screams for help.
Post by Kura Hyrule on May 3, 2018 12:23:55 GMT -5
It didn't take long for Art to respond, and even less for them to come face to face with a Zora unlike any she had seen before. It seemed that she had yet to notice her, which meant that Arts mask was no joke, though the lack of lighting probably aided in that regard. She made little to no noise as her brother addressed the woman. She was able to once again stand and readjust herself, making sure to stay out of line of sight by hiding behind a large fallen stone that had embedded itself into the stair case.
It was at this time that another sound erupted from higher in the tower, it rang like a bell, but it kept ringing, the dull thud of it was unfamiliar but she discerned that there was only one source it could come from. They were trying to get their attention!
She didn't want to leave her brother behind, but if he provided an area for her escape she could slip up the stairs to reach them and guide them out. She was no use to her brother in a fight but there was always the lingering thought of 'What if this woman is stronger than Artemis?' She appeared and moved like a mage, which was an area of that he was never proficient in and flashbacks of what happened in castle town kept popping up in her head as she listened intently and waited for the right moment.