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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
A laugh came from Cetus, clear as a bell and light as a fairy.
”I don’t believe the normal consummation of relationships for the Zora applies in this case, dear. Besides, I’ve not an interest in any of that nonsense, especially not with some prince. I think… With something new like this, we’ll have to wing it.”
A number of ideas went through her head. A hug, a walk in the moonlight, a moonlight swim, even. But she found her hand unconsciously placed on Marin’s, and she jumped a little bit, looking down, before smiling and taking the hand in hers. Her eyes would meet Marin’s, the last of twilight fading as she tried to find a way to express her gratitude, to seal the deal.
She was shocked when she found herself moving forward to press a kiss to Marin’s lips.
It was light, chaste, almost hesitant, but sweet. Cetus pulled back, blushing, but smiling, and moved closer to the brunette, close enough that she could lean on the other girl. Smoothing her dress out, she laid her head on Marin’s shoulder, looking up at her to judge her reaction. Besides, being that close felt nice. For a little bit, she could feel like a normal person, and not a monarch with the weight of her people on her shoulders. She hoped Marin could feel that too, that sense of freedom and understanding.
In the rising moonlight, he eyes twinkled too, with hope for a good thing to grow from this.
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
Partners. She pondered that word, the implications. Marin was very energetic, offering such a thing, and the more she toyed with it, the better it sounded. Another girl that found her attractive, that was willing to learn with her about this lifestyle. Having somebody to assist her feelings would speed things up, this was true. She looked away, needing a minute to think.
Well, also a minute to hide her face. The compliment on her dress was flattering, and sounded much more natural coming from the Hylian Princess than it did some suitor who only looked forward to taking it off of her. She smiled to herself, before standing up, moving spots from where she was sitting. Next thing Marin knew, Cetus was beside her, looking into the fire.
”Your dress is prettier. It brings out that twinkle in your eyes. But I appreciate the compliment nonetheless. And as for your offer… I should have caught on sooner, this is true. But yes. We do indeed have time to figure this all out, but I am okay with this. I’ll be your partner if you’ll have me.”
A short silence, then a small laugh came from Cetus.
”I feel like a handshake won’t seal this deal, so… How to we bind this contract?”
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
Marin suddenly speaking up caught Cetus off guard, but she merely looked at Marin, listening to her fellow princess’ words. She nodded about the part about feeling weird about love, and certain expectations. It was all a relatable feeling for her, for sure, and she found she could relate closely to what was said. But she was shocked by Marin’s next words, an offer to help. Help with what? How could she possibly-
Oh.
For the first time in hours, she felt the blood rushing to her face, blush emphasized by the crackling fire. Her mind was in a panic. She couldn’t have meant anything but just what Cetus thought. Her mind went back to the way she leaned against her, holding onto her with no hesitation. How she had reacted when Cetus told her she was more fond of women. What she was proposing. It was all so obvious.
She was interested in the fairer sex, like she said before. She wasn’t the only lesbian here.
”You… I…”
Words jumbled together, and she hid her face, embarrassed, trying to breathe to calm herself. When she had finally relaxed a bit, she talked through her hands.
”You’re making a bold offer, but I… I’m not totally opposed. I could use the help, and I… This is embarrassing to say but you are very attractive and I enjoy your company and I… I… I don’t know how to phrase all this. I’m sorry.”
She stopped, lest her words be lost in a flurry of gay panic.
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
Marin was talking sense, that was for sure. She was still vaguely shocked at the bold suggestion, but Cetus nodded. That was a way around it all. But… One issue persisted, and she found herself glancing down, the small tidbit of hope gone. Her father didn’t like her to meet other diplomats before she took over, and she had to deal with a closed off kingdom when she did. This meeting with the Gorons was her first real talk of alliance with another race, or with any other royalty in general.
”Unfortunately, I was kept rather… Separate from other royal families when I was young, so I don’t really find myself knowing any princesses that would be willing, or haven’t been married off. The only royalty I’ve seen is you, and-“
She paused, pondering what that meant. She’d been able to be open with Marin, been able to tell her that secret that alienated her, and yet her escort was still here, encouraging her to break off a wedding that would happen in a month’s time. Marin was saying she could find a princess and convince her otherwise. And yet here one was, riding behind her, and she was being open. Was she too forward? Was she insinuating anything she shouldn’t? Flustered, she gulped, and composed herself.
”Regardless, we should make for the east. There is a river nearby that I have camped neat before, and I’m sure my guard would appreciate the chance to rehydrate. I certainly could go for a swim, myself, and some food.”
In reality, she was flustered, worried that she had been too forward with Marin. She was attractive, yes, and she enjoyed Marin’s company, but was it too forward to tell her that? Would she even be interested? Cetus had no clue, and instead of talking, she let herself overthink it as the sun travelled through the sky. Twilight had begun when the river was in sight, and she sighed in relief. Water was always a grounding element for her.
Within minutes of them stopping, their tent was erected by her guard, large cloth tent adorned with cots, fur blankets, and a large fire before it, where she chose to sat in a small chair made of driftwood they had assembled. Her eyes were anywhere but on Marin, embarrassed, and she was doing a really bad job at hiding it.
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
The tensing of the Princess behind her caught her attention, and Cetus froze, curious what thoughts were going through the Hylian princess’ head. Surely she couldn’t feel the same sentiment, could she? The Hylians had always been painted as the race equal in grace and tradition to the Zora, and certainly their Princess couldn’t feel affections for women, right?
Marin’s voice in her ear was barely a whisper, a secret kept between them, one that felt so intimate and personal. Marin couldn’t miss her blush now, it was so prominent on her face. She saw the appeal in women. Goddesses above, Cetus didn’t know how to react. Here she was, blushing like some maiden being courted, and she didn’t even consider the other girl’s feelings. Her next sentence was a good transition however, and Cetus leaped on the opportunity to answer it.
”The plan was to find a suitable female to court and bring her before my father. I was going to beg for him to change how the system worked, but… I know he wouldn’t be accepting of it. My only real hope is that his days are numbered and I can step up, but… One does not wish their own family ill. Still… I’ve longed for the touch of someone for some time, I want somebody not to see me as a Princess, but as me. But when you have a people to support, things aren’t always that easy… I envy you for having siblings that could take all the royal duties, Marin. Surely they’d have no qualms with who you married.”
Almost absentmindedly, she looked around, spotting her Zora guard running in formation, quite a distance away, and sighed in relief. Thank goodness they weren’t listening, she didn’t want to have to explain it.
”I often fantasized about meeting somebody who wasn’t a Zora… They wouldn’t treat me like some sort of porcelain doll that had to be coveted and gently handled. Not to make implications, of course, I mean in general.”
But was she? To herself, she found she enjoyed Marin holding her. Goddesses, was she saying the right things? She wanted it to stay like this, so much as the simple contact blissful, but it embarrassed her. The other would never agree, it was simply a foolish hope.
”But it seems I’ll have to make do with this prince. Nobody yet has come to mind, and I’m short on time…”
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
Her face blushed bright red at the response, and she covered it with her hands to hide her embarrassment. How had this become about her? She was trying to divert the topic from her emotions, but somehow they’d ended up coming back around. And, oh goddesses, she could feel the hands on her hips again. Curse her overactive imagination. She had to try and save the situation as best she could. She spent a second pondering the scenario, collecting herself, before she continued, attempting level-headed grace.
”I… I’ve tried talking to him about it. My father is a cruel and selfish man. He’d sooner marry off his daughter into fame and fortune than consider her feelings. I’ve delayed the marriage as long as I can, but everyone is so excited for it, and I can’t let my people down. I suppose it’s my duty to do this. After all, I suppose it’s not all that bad…”
She suddenly sighed, looking to the ground to the side of Maelstrom as he cantered along. Something seemed to be eating her, a secret burning in a pocket too long. White teeth chewed lip as she pondered how to phrase the statement, and to hide that she couldn’t shake the fact that an object of her sudden attraction was touching her. The hands felt nice, so relaxing, so- No, she had to snap out of it. With another sigh, she continued.
”In truth, I don’t like what my father wants me to. From a young age, I realized that I saw no favorable traits in men, especially pompous Zora princes. They were all so hyper and eager to show off to each other. In short… I like girls. I’ve always been attracted to them, and I’ve always wanted to… Feel that romance you spoke of. No arranged marriage, no pageantry. I want to know how it feels naturally, on my own. Sadly, our race isn’t very tolerant of those of the same sex together…”
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'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
She hadn't expected the red tinge on her cheeks until Marin had already slipped her hands around her waist.
What was going to be the start of a casual conversation was drowned in a flustered blush, and even as she spurred her horse onward, she looked down, nervously. She hadn't expected the contact to feel this comforting. But here the Princess of Hyrule was, holding her as she rode with Cetus, and she shook off her thoughts. Better to ignore it than incite a scandal. She picked up where she had left off, trying to disregard the distracting hands.
"Yes, he is quite the noble steed. He's around 6 or 7, I can't remember when my father bought him. But he's well taken care of, and has served me greatly."
Her musings about the Goron were met with a light chuckle, and a shake of Cetus' head.
"Your secret is safe with me, if need be. You don't have to out yourself as a princess just yet."
Some time went by, as she enjoyed the ride, still painfully aware of the hands on her. With the silence, she got flustered again, not because it was unwelcome, but because she liked how it felt. Not many people really even touched her, so being held on to felt so intimate.
Or maybe she was just a hopeless romantic. She made an attempt at small talk.
"S-so, does Her Highness Marin have any cute men out for her hand? I'm sure that someone must be pining for you, despite you hiding and whatnot. I'm technically promised to a Zora prince from faraway, but my father doesn't kn- He... He made the wrong choice."
'CAUSE IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOUR HEAVEN'S TRYING EVERYTHING TO KEEP ME DOWN ~
“Whether or not Zelda shows is of no importance to me, at least for now. I have another leader I am meeting, as you know, and that Is my current priority. Regardless, I commend your bravery in deciding to come on your own, Marin. We are truly a step closer to a better tomorrow, thanks to your actions.”
Everything seemed to be in order. Her belongings she would need were packed, and loaded onto her pack horse. Her personal horse was waiting for them outside, a large stallion bought for her when she was little. And, ironically, one of only two horses in the entire domain. As they didn’t travel much, the Zora saw no need for the beasts, but Cetus made a note to herself that they could be useful in the upcoming times.
With everything ready, the two walked out of the palace, a guard of six Zora, three of male and female, moving as their guard. People bowed s they left the great city, waterfall parting to accommodate their exit. As soon as they stepped foot outside the domain, Cetus stretched and looked around, smiling. She always loved the look of Hyrule Field, it was so wide and vast. So open. So free. She spotted her stablemaster standing nearby, with the horses, and gestured for Marin to follow. The horse nickered as she came close, and she rubbed his muzzle, smiling.
“Maelstrom here has been with me since he was just a foal. He’ll get us there efficiently.”
With help from her stablemaster, she was hoisted up on the horse. Taking the reins in hand, she walked him over to Marin, holding her arm out.
“There’s plenty of room for two of us. Just hang on.”
She blinked at the girl’s introduction. Princess of Hyrule? But that family had been rumored dead for quite some time now. Suspicions arose, but a sense of familiarity washed over her. The girl did look somewhat familiar, and it was possible Cetus saw her in one of her visits to Hyrule Castle at a younger age. Still, she had to be wary, but for now, she would buy it. After all, if she really was the princess, she would be a useful diplomatic ally.
”It is an honor to have one of the Hyrule royal line, that being the true one, here at the steps of my throne. Accept my welcome on behalf of all my people, your Highness. I must thank you personally for agreeing to this arrangement, on behalf of your order. Though, I must wonder why they would send a princess to do the task you are… Which means you can’t be the leader. They must be higher up. Tell me, is your sister, Queen Zelda, well? One can only infer she is alive.”
Gentle steps were taken down the stairs, so she stood before Marin, and she smiled once again. The girl seemed so pleased to be there, so eager. She would make good company. That was a good thing, these trips got so boring.
”Out of curiosity, will we be meeting with your sister at all in our journey? I wish to actually meet her myself one day.”
A few steps took her behind Marin, and she turned around, smiling.
”And I wish to thank her for sending somebody so radiant as an escort. Shall we head out?”
Rank: Non-combat (currently) Race: Fox pup Description: A young white fox with curled fur on her forehead and tail, that is well brushed and trimmed by Cetus. Deep blue eyes are offset by a small blue bow that Cetus has her wear.
PET STATISTICS: You may start with five points for your pet. Strength: Speed: Stamina: Mana: Intellegience:
PET ABILITY Upon creation, your pet may have one ability (as long as it has one stat in mana.)
Name: Name of ability Type: Passive or Active Rank: Common, Uncommon, Rare, Legendary Stat Relation: Does it effect your stats in any way? If not, put N/A Duration: How long it lasts when activated (post wise) Cooldown: How long it takes to use again (post wise) Description: Explain what your ability does.
A MILLION STORIES THAT MADE UP A MILLION SHATTER DREAMS ~
It certainly was a most exciting day for Diplomacy between Zora and non-Zora. Princess Cetus had extended the offer of alliance to the Gorons of Death Mountain, and in return, received confirmation that they were willing to talk. Much rumor was abuzz about what these meetings could entail, about whether the Zora would be entering alliance against somebody or not. The palace was sealed off to all but the most important people that day, as the princess prepared to leave.
Her thoughts were buzzing as she glided through the water to her dressing chamber, finding it much easier than walking there. Emerging from the water, she saw her ladies in waiting fussing about her clothes, packing the chest that would be brought with them. She stepped out of the water, droplets shedding from her body as she fixed her hair. A fussy maiden coaxed her into a white lace sundress, adjusting it so she looked the part of the regal princess she was. Which, ironically, is what Cetus was expected to speak. She walked along as the others worked, a few accessories being put on, before the ringing of a bell signaled her appointed escort was here.
Stepping through the door behind the throne, she took a moment to brush a stray strand of hair back, the stepped around and to the front of the throne, her guards bowing as she walked by them. There, she stood and waited as her handmaiden brought the one who had answered her call for arms. She bowed low at the waist when Marin came in, straightening with a smile.
”You must be the one I heard was coming to escort me. I, and my people, are thankful that you decided to come along with us. Though you did say you represent some faction, and I am most curious what it is. If I may ask, what prompted you of all people to come along and assist? Not to deter from my thankfulness, I am genuinely curious, Miss…”
One of her guards broke from her post to whisper to the princess.
I SPOKE TO GOD TODAY ~ AND SHE SAID THAT SHE'S ASHAMED ~
The postman handed the letter to her, with not a bow or acknowledgment to her, but she dismissed it for the time being, breaking the wax seal before unfolding the parchment. Her eyes scanned it as she read, sitting upon her throne. She went over it several times, before his statement about a package caught her ear, and she looked up.
"Oh, Seale? She should be here soon... Go, fetch her."
The last direction was addressed to guard that he almost couldn't see, an armored Zora that was statue still behind her throne. With a nod, the Zora dove into the pools, and she waited for the ripples to fade until she looked back to the parchment, then Rawlin. People often didn't send people with these letters to her personally unless they were there to make a case, but she had to admit she was interested.
"Since you are here before me, I presume you can speak on behalf of your father, Rawlin. The proposed deal is one of interest, but it's going to take more than written word to convince me. What you are asking me to do is cut into the coffers of feed for my people, or give the workers extra hours, for monetary and potential material gain. This is taxing upon my people, certainly, so I must assure that it will be a worthwhile endeavor.
Assuming you don't have experience in diplomatic discussion, I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, and leniency in our debates. I'm willing to discuss terms when my council gets here."
The Zora Domain was a very active and prosperous area, much bigger than an outsider would expect it to be. Great buildings made of the stone of the cliffs, and the wave-washed texture of driftwood, sanded down into planks littered the many streets. Zora could be seen mulling about, some popping out of pools of water, hair shaking from their strangely water-resistant hair, as they went about their business. Guards were seen patrolling here and there, eyes focusing on Rawlin as he walked through the domain. Before him, he could see his destination: a pearl-white palace cut from what seemed to be marble, with great pillars and intricate carving on it. The Zora palace was a source of pride for the Zora, a work that spanned generations to finish. That was where he would find the princess.
Guards would stop him before he would enter, lances crossed over the entrance. They were familiar with him, as he had delivered before, but tensions seemed high. After a peek in his mailbag, they saw nothing of concern, and let him through, once again taking up vigil.
Many statues would line the hallway to the throne room, where an elderly Zora handmaiden asked him to wait, going to fetch the princess. He’d note that the castle was about as busy as the large city it resided in, servants and soldiers going about their daily work. Fortunately, he would not have to wait long, as the same handmaiden would let him inside, reminding him to show respect to the princess before the large doors shut behind him.
If one thought the palace was pristine from the outside, they would be floored at the throne room. Statues of past monarchs lined the building, and the walls held tapestries depicting important events of the Zora history. The throne was unique, a large, black marble throne, with deep red cushioning, and several pools of water surrounding it, obviously leading to the royal’s wing of the castle. Princess Cetus sat upon her throne, her dress simple, yet elegant, lace intertwined with gold. In her left hand she held a trident, gilded with gold leaf and detailing of silver, a large, shining agate set in the middle of it. She stood as he entered, giving a small bow to him, before speaking.
”Welcome to our humble domain, postmaster. I have been informed that you come bearing a letter for me that you wanted delivered yourself? Our guards sent word of a trade deal, if I recall correctly. I would like to personally review what you’ve brought before me, so if you would, please?”
Her hand was held out, obviously for him to hand her the letter.
A princess’ first and foremost duty is to her people, and Cetus is certainly no exception to this rule. She is a protector of the values of her people, a voice for those who cannot speak as loud as she. Where some Zora princesses have come off as snobby or selfish, she chooses to operate with grace, doing what is right for her people over what she wants most the time. As such, she is much beloved of her people, and she returns that love whenever she can. As such, she is very charismatic and calm when speaking to others, an air of grace about her that never seems to fade. Emotions don’t rule her as much as others, unless the situation calls for it. But she is not known for outbursts of anger or impatience. Some say she has inherited the grace of a goddess, but she knows that to be absurd.
Being part of the Zora royal family means some degree of isolation, however, and with her only friend growing up being Seale, her handmaiden, she lacks some social skills to get by in a normal setting. She misses certain social cues, and doesn’t understand things such as nights out, the loud partying peasants usually have, or talking in large groups for an extended period of time. Despite all this, it doesn’t bother her. If anything, it makes her more curious of the world that is out there, one she intends on exploring.
Secretly, she’s a bit of a hopeless romantic, one of those who learned from books and long nights giggling about boys with Seale in their room. She longs for somebodt to catch her interest, but people treat her either too formal or as a trophy for them to show off. Neither of these are what she desires, and as a result, she has low hopes.
Her lack of physical prowess is matched by her affinity for the magic of water, and she has found that what comes to her naturally is commanding the aquatic wildlife. She can empathize witht hem, though the smarter the beast, the less likely the beast is to listen. She’s tried with the guardian of the Zora realm, the fabled beast said to reside behind their home, but has had no luck so far.
LIKES
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Pagentry: The sophistication that comes with a life of royalty is something Cetus takes great pride in, as it allows her to physically represent the Zora race as a whole. Due to this, she has a love for lavish parties, with banners, jewelry, coronets, and all the other royal odds and ends you could imagine. Honor and chivalry are expected of all in her court, above all else.
Swimming: This would seem obvious for a Zora, but Cetus enjoys it especially so, as she can swim among her aquatic friends. She will often be found in the great pools of her people, guards watching to guard her modesty as she glides through the water, as bare as her ancestors once were. It is a form of therapy for her, an escape when the life of a Princess proves to be just too much.
Serving her people: Some have the false assumption that those under royalty only exist to serve, however, this is not true. The royal family acts as the protectors, diplomats, face, and peacekeepers of the realm, and Cetus is active in all respects. Her personality and charisma makes her a shoe-in for all these tasks, and as a result, she has an entire people’s faith put into her.
DISLIKES
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Being alone: The prospect of loneliness frightens Cetus. Her whole life has been filled with people, and she’s hardly ever alone even to this day. But the thought of isolation, with nobody alone, is horrifying, and so she clings to those close to her as not to have to face these emotions.
Storms: Not so much the rain, mind you, but the thunder. She always associated it with the stories of the great beast Ganon descending via a dark storm, and fears one day that will happen again, especially with everything occurring in the world now.
War: While sometimes a necessity, Cetus can admit that she despises war. She holds no malice towards other races, and fails to understand why other races might want to hurt her people. However, this doesn’t mean she is afraid to retaliate if somebody lashes out at the Zora.
MOTIVATIONS
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Welfare of the people: As stated before, her priority is the welfare of her people. No job, no matter how small or large, is too good for her loyal subjects, and she feels every Zora has the right to be as happy as they can be. She promotes this welfare to her people as well, in hopes that they may help perpetuate joy and happiness.
Find love: She’s not exactly girl-crazy, but Cetus definitely wants to find some sort of connection to somebody. It has to feel right, but she’s confident her time will come soon. Besides, she’d rather not marry off to some snobby prince as a trophy anyways.
See the world: Another goal she holds is to see the world. Occasional trips to Castle Town have always excited her, but she wants to leave her duty behind for a brief time, to see what the world has to offer. After all, her domain can only be so entertaining if you’ve seen most of it.
FEARS
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Pandemonium: Cetus’ greatest fear is her life crumbling down around her. She knows the world is much harsher since the Goddesses shattered the Triforce, and that the Hero was probably dead, but she worked to help her people thrive, even from her young age. She doesn’t want to see it all be for naught, but the fear always tickles at the back of her mind. One slip-up, one foot out of place, and everything can crumble to dust.
Invasion: Relations between the Zora and other kingdoms has been less than favorable as of late. “Less than favorable” is a term which in this context means “nonexistent.” Fears of attacks have been prominent, spurred by the lack of other diplomats, causing unrest in the kingdom.
Monster attacks: For the most part, the Zora Domain has steered clear of major monster attacks, but the threat of one still lingers. If a large enough monster were to attack, they would have to rely on the guardian. However, with it not having been seen in generations, one cannot put faith in such a beast. Therefore, the Zora kingdom would be naught.
HISTORY
The history of the Zora royal family is a complicated and drama-filled issue. In the past, the royal family shifted from the pure Zora bloodline to one of a new Zora breed, one more humanoid, due to death and war. Many families pushed for the throne, but eventually, one bloodline settled in, ruling for some degree of centuries. Cetus is one of the many heirs of this bloodline, born to the king and queen happily, a peaceful child. Life for her as a youngster was relatively peaceful, raised by her nannies and handmaidens. But one handmaiden stood out among the rest, a child taken in by the family shortly after she was born. This young Zora, Seale, was special, born of the old Zora bloodline, and acted both as Cetus’ personal maid and best friend.
The two would do everything together, from reading books in the great library, to playing in the pools around the domain, to giggling together in forts made of blankets long into the night. They were nigh inseparable, and Seale acted as Cetus’ only friend. The only other significant events she grew up around were parties and royal courts, both filled with the pageantry of honor and grace. She began to develop a knack for the art of being a royal by watching what was going on, eyes on her mother and father as they would make royal decrees, or toast their guests, even when they ordered banishments. Silent, but learning.
The fall of the hero took place when she was thirteen, and the world was shook. The Zora domain, as a result, shut outsiders out, more out of safety than xenophobia. Cetus was kept in the dark about the events, only learning bits here and there. She does remember finding a strange golden shard one day, however, and has kept it since.
When she came to the age of fourteen, her mother took ill, a sickness that had her soon expiring. Cetus was distraught, but with the help of Seale, she managed to cope. Her father became crueler with his wife’s death, and started being harder on Cetus, eventually forcing her to perform royal functions, as he locked himself in his room at some point. Whether out of despair or anger, she didn’t know, but she knew she had to serve her people. Where her father was harsh and judgmental, she was level-headed and calm, doing what she felt was best for the domain before personal opinion. Many saw her as a just and loving princess, and she began to gain charisma among her people, no longer the silent princess.
As of recent days, her father has been stricken with the same illness her mother caught, and is bedridden. Because of this, she must serve her duties as protector of the realm. Recently, she has been looking into the myths of the protector of the Zora Domain, a great leviathan that once existed in a great ocean, before the Zora tamed it. It was rumored to be sleeping now, but she knew one thing: she wanted to find it. The wanderlust from her books hit, and as of now, she has Zora sent all over Hyrule, looking for leads.
APPEARANCE
Cetus stands at 5' 3", and has curly platinum-blonde hair she often keeps pulled back in a ponytail. Blue eyes offsets pale, flawless skin. Often, she is seen wearing dresses of lace, that fit to her slender, curved form. Though in court she wears heeled shoes, more often than not she walks around barefoot, enjoying the feeling of her feet on the earth more. The only distinction she shares with the Zora of old are inconspicuous gill slits, hidden high on her neck by hair, that allow her to breathe underwater.
She has another dress she wears for big events, which is basically an upgraded version of her simple lace dress. A black and white slip fits under the garment, and a black sash wraps around her stomach. With this, she also dons jewelry, earrings and a neck;ace made of silver and sapphire.
MAGIC
+ Gills and Fins: Zora are able to breathe underwater without the help of blue dye or a breathing apparatus.
+ 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.
- 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.
AQUATIC COMMAND: Through use of her Magic, Cetus can command aquatic creatures to serve to her will. Unfortunately, the power of this spell is underdeveloped, and won't work on greater beasts. The smarter the beast, the harder it is for her to command them. In addition, the ability requires her to be in the same body of water, and she must devote a large amount of focus to use this magic.
WEAPONS
ROYAL TRITON: A weapon passed down through the generations of royal Zora.
EXTRAS
Any items you feel are important to note. These do not count toward your inventory slots unless they are meant for combat purposes.
PLAYER ALIAS: Jade FACE CLAIM: Weiss Schnee - RWBY REFERENCE: Rynn! ALTS: Nyssa, Majora, Esme, Tiaris, Nynaeve