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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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Post by Artemis Hyrule on Apr 1, 2018 20:03:18 GMT -5
OUR FATE WAS CHOSEN BY THE GODS
The prince's eyes grew incredibly small. He felt his chest tighten as he watched the glass slip through Kura's fingers. He went to clean it up immediately, but froze in place when Kura attempted to reach the pitcher, but fell to the floor.
She was drenched in sweat. She was unable to function properly as she hugged herself, the pitcher falling beside her. "Kura!" he breathed out desperately.
He turned to Perseus desperately, before looking around for some kind of help. "Garrett. We need Garrett. WE NEED A DOCTOR!" his words roared from his lips with thunder and exhaustion. He flashed around the corner as he disappeared behind the tent curtain, trailing the torch lit path until he made way to their medical tent.
"Please! Please! Kura is very ill! Sound the alarms! She's losing time!" he screamed out, unable to breathe. He coughed from the strain, running a nervous hand over his forehead as he attempted to control his breathing.
The thoughts were accelerating inside his head. He wanted them to slow so he could breathe but they wouldn't. His breaths came in gasps, and for a moment he thought he would pass out. His heart hammered inside his chest like it belonged to a rabbit running for its skin. He needed to go back to her.
There, doctors rushed with him as he whipped back into the tent, looking to Kura desperately so he could try and aleviate her pain. There had to be something they could do! Some kind of antedote...
"Kura, breathe! You'll be okay!" Artemis tried to assure her... but he could barely assure himself. He cradled her in his arms carefully as doctors huddled around them, feeling her flesh as it burned with a feverous storm.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Mar 29, 2018 14:53:48 GMT -5
OUR DESTINY FALLS UPON GODS
WE'RE NEVER GOING BACK AGAIN
ALL PIECES OF MACHINERY COGS
I'VE LOST ALL BUT MY CLOSEST FRIENDS
She looked weakened, but perhaps it was from the stress and lack of nutrients while she was captured. He didn't know how long it had been - days surely, without even an ounce of suspicion that something had gone wrong.
At least now she was safe, and back with her family. All that was left was for Zelda to wake up. But Eleazar's words still haunted him in the back of his mind. Had Zelda truly not cared for the crown? Was she wasting its potential?
He couldn't think like that. It was her sister, and she knew her duty to this land. He just wondered how he would break the news of their failure to her once she wakes...
"Water?" he mused for a moment before turning to the small table. "Of course."
He strode quickly to pour the vase of water into a small challace. Taking it in his hands, he turned back to Kura and sat it next to her on the end table. He smiled sheepishly, hoping things would return to normal soon.
"Once Zelda wakes and Elinkar is back on his feet, I'm sure we'll never worry of such awful conditions again."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Mar 26, 2018 13:36:15 GMT -5
The two of them made haste with getting Gael's body out of view from where Kura and Percy were. Artemis didn't bother asking anymore questions about the relationship; it wasn't the time. They just had to get out while Eleazar was still feeling merciful.
They lost so many troops. Zelda would be awoken to a rude greeting of 'Eleazar killed over half of our guild, your hero's useless, and Kura's sheikah was killed in battle!' at some point, and all Artemis could assume was that this was all his fault.
He should of called back the troops when he had the chance. This was on his hands.
They hurried to the carriage, wrapping the hylian's body in a thick cloak and putting him in a separate compartment from where the others would be.
It'd be a long ride home to the camp.
They didn't stop. They didn't want to. The further they got away, the better they felt, even if the wound was still fresh. When they had finally made their way back to the wooded encampment, Artemis did what he could to make sure that soldiers would remove Gael's body discreetly and allow for information to spread back to the Capitals, as well as the sea Zora. They'd keep him safe until they would retrieve him for a burial.
Kura was situated to rest in Percy's quarters until it was time for their long journey back to the Hylian Ruins. Waiting outside the curtains of the small foyer, the prince took a deep breath, relieved that she was safe, but destraught that things had gotten to this point.
Slowly, he entered, Percy sat upon a small chair and a desk, where he was writing the letters needed to alert of Gael's death.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Mar 23, 2018 13:34:15 GMT -5
He couldn't handle it. The screaming, Perseus begging to die, and now Gael was running for his life. Eleazar laughed at what unfolded, and he felt as though he was slipping away from reality. Things were getting too real. His sister could very well have been dead this whole time.
But just as he went to bring himself back in check, a knife whipped past his periferral and landed just beneath Gael's neck. His eyes widened as the prince slumped to the floor, screaming and crying in pain.
He froze again. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. This could have all been avoided if he had just listened! No one had to die! His attention was brought back to Eleazar, who requested that one of them put Gael to rest.
But he couldn't! Surely he could be saved, right? There had to be a way. This couldn't be it. Slowly he approached the prince, hands shaking as he looked over the blood that poured from the wound. He gulped, never feeling such hesitation in battle before in his life. He was always the gallant prince who won battles going solo.
Now, he couldn't even put a dear friend out of his misery. He could barely believe he even offered him up in the first place. It was only a bluff. It was only meant to be a bluff!
But now this was on him. It was his fault. He fell to his knees, slowly bringing Gael up into his lap and looking at him carefully with fearful eyes. "This wasn't supposed to happen," he admitted carefully. "I'm so, so sorry..."
He couldn't do it. But he had to. Taking the blade from Gael's side, he gulped again, putting it to Gael's neck and closing his eyes. "May the goddesses look upon you with grace and serenity."
With a gentle flick, the sharpened blade skid across Gael's neck, slicing it open to allow for a quick, clean death. The blade fell from his hands as they shook and the blood poured over his britches. He turned to Perseus with tears welled in his eyes, and then to Eleazar.
"We played your damn game. Now give me back my sister!"
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Mar 20, 2018 21:29:28 GMT -5
Perseus had suddenly relayed the true reason behind his concern for Artemis's sister. He hadn't caught on earlier - and he very well could say he had no idea that this was going on.
Why keep this a secret?
Art turned to Perseus in a sudden gaze of dismay, eyeing that they would surely have to have a conversation about this later on. Before they could turn their attention back to the tyrant though, Gael spoke up.
"You mean... that all of this... this charade and game we are suffering is all due to your selfish desires?"
Artemis nearly choked in fear. Face draining of color, he looked to Eleazar to gauge his reaction. His brow had raised, and he looked intrigued by what his brother was stating, as though this were something he was waiting for, as Gael burst out toward Perseus angrily.
"Gael, he knows. Eleazar was planning for this, don't you see? He wants us to turn against each other!" Artemis said quickly, trying to regain Gael's attention.
A sword he had snuck inside caught his gaze as he let out a cry in desperation. For once he was afraid. Afraid for his life, and his sister's. He thought he might burst into tears knowing that everything had been ruined, but was set back as he noticed Perseus's panic.
They had to stay calm. He breathed quickly, nodding to Percy's plea to calming him down. Perseus didn't have long, and he was going to turn if they weren't careful. They'd surely all be killed.
Then, he made his command out of haste - immediately branding him as treasonous. The damage was done, and surely it would not end here should Gael listen. This is what he wanted.
He turned back to Eleazar, "If this is how it has to be, then so be it. Perhaps, we can offer a trade since he seems to not know what he's thinking?"
He couldn't say that he didn't feel guilty for offering Gael for the safe return of his family... but it seemed there would be no other choice, and the ties Gael held to them both had been tarnished.
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Mar 1, 2018 1:21:56 GMT -5
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."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 25, 2018 16:15:58 GMT -5
Already, Artemis was stiffened in apprehension to Eleazar's words upon approach. His face shown into the only fog of light in the shadowy room, but his next remark caused his fists to clench tightly, ready to explode.
He had to stay calm.
As Eleazar motioned to the chairs around the table, Artemis took a seat furthest from the tyrant. His anger was boiling, but he had to remain as collected as possible. The Tyrant talked of his messy actions for taking over the city. So many people suffering for a selfish goal.
The Zora knew what he was doing. Saying anything and everything to attempt for the others to slip up. He prayed the others would show the same restraint. He worried most for Percy - his own kingdom in ruins, and the blood of the beast boiling inside. Any amount of tension could cause him to snap. Perhaps the boy knew that.
He averted his gaze, trying to block out the conversation until it as absolutely necessary for him to be involved, but his aversion didn't go unnoticed. Ears perked, he quickly turned to the amber eyed king, his chest filling with ungodly malice.
He was trying to tempt him - the inner struggle he dealt with from the very beginning - but his vigilince and fealty to his sister overcame his determination to succeed. Already, just in her absence he was overwhelmed with the responsibilities. And now his sister was in danger because of it.
He didn't respond, his gaze hardening over the prince. He took a depe breath, their official meaning of audience coming to light.
"What do you mean by intentions?" Artemis snapped. "We didn't come here to foil your plans. You won. You got what you wanted. We just want Kura so we can leave. You have our word."
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."
Post by Artemis Hyrule on Feb 14, 2018 0:21:31 GMT -5
[music]http://k003.kiwi6.com/hotlink/9v7glb6bp8/Naruto_Shippuuden_Movie_OST_-_31_-_God_s_will.mp3[/music] To the King And the banished prince,
The Duke of Symmetry City is dead, and so are the many troops you sent who did not desert your cause.
As you may have guessed by the gift I left with this letter, I have captured every figurehead you sent on behalf of your cause.
I killed all but four. You have 24 hours to arrive unarmed or they will die. Only the king, the banished prince, and the baseborn may come.
The fear travelled in Artemis's veins but never made it to his facial muscles or skin. His complexion remained pale and matt, his eyes as steady as if it were any normal day. He let out an understated sigh and turned to leave, showing he wasn't afraid to turn his back.
They were off for Symmetry City.
Flanked to King Perseus's horse, the three leaders - he, Perseus, and Gael all set forth to meet with the Zoran Tyrant. They didn't speak for most of the journey, all dealing with their own anxieties as they drew closer to their destination.
Upon their arrival, their faces would become sheer to the destruction that obliterated most of the city. So many dead, and many more injured. Buildings had been taken out, fires had started--Artemis had never seen anything like it. While civilians cried out for help from their King, they had to press on. Their loved ones depended on their timely arrival. They entered the courtyard of the Duke's Manor only to see bodies strewn across the lawn like decorations.
He couldn't believe his eyes. He didn’t want to anyway. He never saw something like that even in his worst nightmares. But that was only because his brain always woke him up before such a horrific image covered his mind. And now he was seeing something his eyes won't ever be able to erase.
The adrenalin flew over his veins like a carp through the river, but he couldn’t move a single muscle, not even to scream. The absolute horror completely paralyzed him, and the more he thought about run away, or simply moving a bit, the more he felt discouraged and utterly terrified.
He didn’t remember being that scared in his life. And that was just the beginning. That idea only made it worse. If that was even possible.
His eyes scanned over the entire area, praying he wouldn't find Kura's body, and he thought he might vomit from the stench. He turned to King Perseus and Gael, unsure if he would be able to take command.
"...We can't try anything. We need to get them out as fast as possible."
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."
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.