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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 25, 2018 16:05:18 GMT -5
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."
edited on Feb 12, 2018 20:25:59 GMT -5 by Artemis Hyrule
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 12, 2018 20:22:59 GMT -5
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."
edited on Feb 12, 2018 21:08:26 GMT -5 by Artemis Hyrule
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 12, 2018 20:12:59 GMT -5
He couldn't breathe. He felt incredibly sick, and almost on cue, he vomited from the pain and the impact against the tree. He felt his life slowly slip away as the priestess drained his energy. Her touch was divine - a warmth that froze his heart. It didn't make sense. He could barely comprehend it.
He tried to fight, forgetting the pain as best as he could, but he couldn't move himself from her weight. Perhaps the priestess would pay him no mind now that he was sufficiently injured. The flames engulfed the world below, and she would need to dodge when the beast jumped from the fire. He ducked down, slipping from the branches of her fingers and groaned in pain loudly.
Then, he pulled onto his sword tightly, closing his eyes and focusing his energy.
"Willbreaker... my power is yours," he murmured quietly, eyes opening carefully as his sword was then engulfed by a powerful brightness. Raising his hands high over his head, the feeling of his rib suddenly sharpened as he tried to overcome it. Just a little further.
He had to pretend that this wouldn't hurt like hell.
Slamming his hands forward, a vibrant force of light was projected toward the priestess, aiming to cut at her in any way it saw fit.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 12, 2018 17:59:33 GMT -5
What he was expecting to be a silent, gloomy event suddenly caught him off guard to be hostile. Eyes widened as his face turned to his youngest sister who rose her voice in frustration.
He was at a loss of words, his chest tightening as though he were going to vomit. Her words kept coming, but none of them were true--at least, from what he felt, they weren't. He was growing irritated. How could she cause a scene like this during such a sensitive time?
"Shut up," he said with command. "Learn your place. Once again, you fail to see the whole picture. The ceremony is worthless unless done at the castle. Trying to replicate it here is borderline disrespectful!"
Zelda's words came in a wave after his own, and as though a flashback played over in his memory, he was once again met with the images of Kura dying in his arms.
A hand went to cover his mouth, an attempt to hold back vomit again--actual vomit. It was coming up - the entire situation made him sickly.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 8, 2018 1:01:55 GMT -5
The morning was heavy. The temperature had dropped noticeably in the past few days, but the onset of rain and a northern wind had made it icy. With no break in the greyness above the chance of a let up was slim to zero. It was going to be a rainy day and no amount of pleading with the gods was going to change that.
A small select group - immediate family and those tied closely to the beloved princess had gathered to say their goodbyes. They had let up all hope that she would return, despite being suspended in a sheikah stasis.
Today, they would bury their sister.
Artemis grieved on the inside, but believed that he hid his sorrow from everyone. One could see it in his eyes, his movements, his drooping posture. However, no one dared mention it to him. He felt he must stay composed, that his position asprince demanded a look of complete confidence and control. He thought this, however he sent vibes of inward weeping.
Laid out on a bed of flowers, Kura looked as though she were sleeping. The capsule preserved her, as though she were frozen for eternity in the moments after her death. While all mourned her departure, only a few would attend the ceremony. Artemis, Zelda, and Esme.
"Let's get this over with," Artemis grumbled as he looked to the others. "Do we really need to do the stupid ceremony? It's not like we're required of it as banished royalty anymore..."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 5, 2018 20:45:53 GMT -5
Artemis moved swiftly, but a foot suddenly caught in the grappled vines. Immediately, he flung forward as though his face would slam against the dirt, but he was caught back into an upright position as the vines twirled over his body, constricting him and making it harder to breathe.
He thought he may be caught near the end of his days, and his eyes closed tightly as he tried to barrel his strength into each plant that curled into him. How much strength did these things have??
But as the priestess dodged the fiery earth below, she dejected herself from the base of the plant-like vortex around her, and the vines became loose. Becoming topheavy, he was slammed back in force and his head was knocked into a treetrunk.
He nearly felt his jaw fall off. The pain caught him in waves, becoming dizzy and disoriented, however before he had time to react, the warmth of a woman's touch soothed the base of his neck, and he hoped to god the healing worked.
"I-It's fine. I'll be fine. Thank you though," he caught out in a heavy breath. He observed the behavior of the priestess carefully, and how she was reacting to the fire. Now the Twili woman was projecting flaming arrows, while the skull child did the same motions.
Why was nothing moving anymore? Other than the sentient smaller plant... and it hit him. But was it true? He had to find out. The acid was growing closer and closer to the surface, and he nodded to Sappho's words of getting to higher ground. "Let's make our move! I have an idea."
Turning quickly, he drew himself up the side of a hilly ascent. The priestess wasn't too far from the ground, but it was enough for her to lose grasp of the earth... he thought.
"It appears that she cannot control the plants unless she is grounded! Keep her in the air and assault her with your projectiles!" he shouted to the others around them. He had no weapons of range on him, and therefore he wouldn't be much help. But...
"Milady, if you could... keep an eye on where she tries to replant herself. We must keep the fires in her vacinity."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 5, 2018 1:05:50 GMT -5
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.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Jan 25, 2018 15:33:36 GMT -5
What kind of magic was this? Just as things started to get worse, he was joined by two others - the skull kid from camp, and a woman whom he hadn't seen since their ventures into Castle Town to get the Ocarina.
In the distance, two twili gathered to approach the beast, but he couldn't gather why they were here in the first place. Or why this treelike woman was even here. Was she really aiming to destroy everything and everyone?
He took Hollow and Sappho's words with a nod, his sword held in his hand tightly as he looked around for an opening - but he was suddenly caught in surprise by not only the spores growing little flower beasts, but the thorns shot out in the air. "Look out!" he shouted before pushing himself in Sappho's direction, aiming to get her out of the way. He tucked and rolled before opening himself up in view of the other two.
Gathering himself, he held onto his sword tightly before looking to the flower beasts. "We can do this one of two ways, friends. From the looks of it, these spores will just keep forming to keep us busy. We need to attack the forest woman herself."
He twirled his sword into the air to cut into one of the planted beings before slowly progressing toward the woman; seeing just how far he could get up before she would try another attack.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Jan 24, 2018 2:46:16 GMT -5
Fire glimmering low, the young prince hovered over the fire for warmth. It was his post to watch the entrance of the ruins, and he wasn't going to be sleeping for several hours. Taking a deep breath, he rubbed one of his eyes and let out a short yawn.
He had to stay up. But with the lack of sleep that haunted him recently, he found it harder and harder to stay energized.
That is, until he heard the scream of something ungodly in the distance. Birds and sprites fled from the tops of the trees in the distance, and he widened his eyes to get an idea of what was happening.
A slight rumble shook the earth beneath him, but stopped in an instant as he stood on his feet quickly. Holding his sword carefully in his hands, he slowly approached the forest trail and wondered if he should alarm the other guards.
Perhaps it was just a beast. But what if it was something else?
A careful peak wouldn't hurt, would it? He couldn't risk endangering the camp, so perhaps it was best to inspect it alone.
Taking to the shadows of the trees, he began sprinting in the direction of the noise, the faint glimmer of a divine aura slowly peaking through the lush vegetation as he grew closer.
Finally, a woman of nearly 20 feet tall came into view, vines and plants wrapped around her like a gown as it fixed her to the earth below, sucking the life from the plants at her feet.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Jan 22, 2018 15:20:58 GMT -5
A creature perched on the roof of a foyer looked down at him and he exchanged a tired look. He wasn't in the mood for childish games but it appeared that for the most part, things were left untouched. Perhaps the creature simply put a scare in the workers.
"Your forest?" he raised his brow. He looked over the wooden facial features, the corrupted fairy, and the general childlike form of the being. He deduced that it was a kokiri - or something similar to one, to which he gave a firm response. "Your forest is to the north. This location was once the bustling city of Hyrule long before the Hylian-Gerudo war centuries ago. Our people have thrived here since the foundation of our kingdom."
The corrupted sprite made note of his thin form, to which he narrowed his eyes in annoyance. The child spoke with more reason, asking for the explanation to a small golden fragment that she held out in her hand.
Taking a closer look, Artemis scanned over it to make sure it wasn't one of the false replicas. He could sense the power shimmering from within and he nodded. "A lot has happened that I'm assuming the children of the forest are not aware of. Perhaps the Deku Tree is not aware either."
Normally, he would take more precaution about a stranger in their camp - especially with the vulnerable state his sister was in. However, that shard held by the small being was one that they would not want getting into the wrong hands.
"If you would prefer, we can take a seat and discuss the changes of scenery. Hyrule isn't quite as prosperous as it once was. And judging by the comments of your friend, I'm sure something for lunch can be arranged."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Nov 10, 2017 0:31:52 GMT -5
Frantic, weathered, and impatient, many began to question what could possibly be done in order to save Hyrule at this point? A goddess released into the world surely meant a repeat of the events that took place four years prior - our hero was surely not ready then, and is nowhere damn near ready now.
Artemis spent most days at his sister's side, making sure that she had 'round the clock supervision. At first, he refused to do anything in her interests, feeling he was not worthy enough to make those decisions for her, but with the sense of duty overcoming him for the sake of their kingdom, he surely could not miss out on this conference.
He was one of few to show up from the Heroes themselves; they wanted to keep a low profile if possible while treading into another territory, and Artemis had traveled back with Perseus after his recovery from the battle at the castle.
Seated beside the King, he looked onto the others who began to slowly appear into the room, taking note of just how many kingdoms - not just of Hyrule - held faith in Zelda's hands.
Once the room began to fill, he had looked to the King to allow for their conversation to begin, and he took a deep breath, looking among the others with stern eyes.
"I believe we all know why we have gathered here... the question is where we go now that this covenant has been established. In my sister's absence, I act in her stead, and I intend to tread these waters as carefully as possible before putting our people at risk so foolishly as we did before."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Oct 23, 2017 1:50:32 GMT -5
Taking a moment to relieve himself from the long journey from their home to the fields, he dismounted his stallion before stepping forth to face the others who had come to test their honor and fight the mythical beast. His face was stern; determined and scanning the crowd to get an idea of what kind of personalities they had before them.
What a pitiful crew. But they would have to do he supposed. "Not waiting on any others then?" he raised a brow, furrowing them as he stopped on the young man in the makeshift armor. He seemed rather... familiar, but he couldn't place his finger on it. He dismissed the thought before looking over the others.
Just as he had turned to speak to Hakuyu, another voice drifted before them and he turned to face another Sheikah clad in heavy armor, prepared for the fight to follow. With a hand stroking his cheek, he closed his eyes for a moment before turning back to Haku. "The more the merrier."
His eyes looked beyond the path they would take toward the mountain pass, and he stretched out his arms before taking a deep breath. "We are ready and willing when you are, captain."
edited on Oct 12, 2017 18:36:36 GMT -5 by Artemis Hyrule
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Oct 11, 2017 21:36:23 GMT -5
"Perhaps you could use some assistance."
A voice, rough and commanding had called from the side of their small group of fighters. Mounted upon a white stallion of golden manes, the young Prince stood among the Holodran troops quietly. In the distance, the footing of more horse of arriving members of the Heroes guild.
Dismounting, the Hylian royal slowly approached the rag-tag group, walnut hair gently whisking in the winds. Garbed in a blue and gold tabbard with silver chainmail, he was dressed for the occasion.
"My sister had given word that your troops would be going after the beast. It'd be a shame if we were to miss out on all the action."
It was no secret that Artemis was considered to be the best swordsman in all of Hyrule - one that most couldn't outbest. And although he was brimming with the confidence in his ability, he never outwardly expressed his superiority at the skill, or allowed himself to become visibly egotistical.
"In a way, I will be using this as a test of valor for these few courageous... heroes that have accompanied me."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Oct 10, 2017 23:51:19 GMT -5
She was going to cry, he could already tell. And although he didn't really deal with people getting emotional very well - this was someone whom he both grew to care for, but also distanced himself from as a young child. Being the nursemaid of the family, she was the one who took charge of the children after their mother's untimely death.
And in a way, Artemis felt she tried too hard to be a replacement. But she was there for them, despite his personal feelings, and he grew past what she could not control. So while he had been initially cold toward her in the beginning, he began to slowly open up as the years had passed.
But once again, time had drifted them apart. It had been four years - and her words were true - many of her kind had defected to help that sickening beast of a Zora. He wanted to trust her, but he knew it would be careless to welcome her back so immediately.
"I never said that my family survived," he said quickly in her response. His words were blanketed in the venom of caution, watching her every move carefully as studied her body language.
He did chuckle slightly at her advice not to tell others of his identity, and he shrugged. "I know it's been a while, but you seem to have forgotten my ability to take care of myself. I've led many battles and have the skill that is unmatched by any knight." Some had said that it was the past heroes' blood that allowed him to use a weapon so naturally, but perhaps it was his own desperation to be more than just another unusable heir to his father.
NOTE: sorry this took so long. Exams kicked my ass this week, and I needed to hibernate after the weekend as well. I'm thinking that this thread is a flashback pre-cat and mouse event since it started before then.
And to explain Art's weird behavior in the event, he hasn't fought in a battle since the fall of the hero, so perhaps he froze in fear, sort of a PTSD triggering him to remember his failure in the past, rendering him useless. Gonna use that more to my advantage with future char arcs.