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Current A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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3 yrs ago
I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
7 yrs ago
Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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7 yrs ago
Very sick, will post when not hurting.
7 yrs ago
I'm awake at weird hours again.
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@IceHeart Why do I have a feeling she's going to have a lot questions for the hero's reincarnation especially once she see's his Triforce piece?
I'm can't post again until. @Eleventhfret posts.
Arthal awoke that morning feeling worried and alone he steadied himself and collect the dark vessel, storing it safely in a bag. He then walked into the warp room carefully setting the orb on the pedestal near it he a map of the universe, pulsing dark locations appeared over world. He began to check the co-ordinates and positioning getting the close to the piece after they arrived it would simply be a game of hunting and finding the piece. More importantly avoiding getting attacked by either side of the war or individuals out their who would want to take the pieces for themselves.

Arthal finally got things together then he headed into the main hall reaching into the cupboard he paused pulling out two fresh fruits from the world tree. He reach back in and a cup of honey tea sat before him he pulled out sitting down he carefully took a bite from one of the fruit before sipping the tea. Perfect as if he made it himself or another elf had, it even had a hint of cinnamon in it. It was as if the temple itself had read his mind and brought him what he wanted.

The Elven man smiled and at then slowly sipped on his tea until it was completely finished, after putting his cup in the sink and fruit cores in the trash he went to each door and knock."Wake up, get yourself something to eat from the cupboard and get ready. I know where were going." He told them each after he knocked upon their door, finally he finished that and moved to wait by the warp room. He wondered if the cupboard would give them each what they desired for breakfast.
Bris was up the front door he'd been about to push it open when a voice caught him a little off guard. "Hey kid, you seen some fellow runnin' around over here?" He turned and look towards the larger man.

"Yes, your friend just slipped behind you ran off back towards the parade." He pointed back up the alley he had come through. "I'd go know, the crowd at the parade would make him very hard to find."

"Go ahead, you are the chosen, you can open the doors. I would open them for you, but I cannot get to them."
The voice said in his mind, Lux smiled placing a hand on each door giving it a hard push they swung wide open at the young strong shove. With that he stepped into the temple, his eyes wandering along murals and paintings that decorated it. He tapped his sword hilt as he walked, impressed with how perfect it looked and the condition of the place.

He snapped his eyes, he knew where the item he most wanted to see was, the Master Sword. A weapon, a legend, and something the heroes had shared a connection to, the thing they all had in common. As Bris neared it, the hall widened and he could see her, a young girl sitting near the Master Sword. Bris let his sword had dropped away as walked in and sat down a couple feet from her. "So... I'm assuming your the one who asked me here?" He said, his eyes resting on the Master Sword, he wished he could know what it was like to hold the weapon.
I will be posting again getting us moving off to find the first piece of darkness.
@AirBender My post may have gotten out of hand when I was writing it...
The Lucky Fairy tavern bustled, dozens of men and women moving in and out as they bought, traded, and haggled. The celebration had brought everyone from Goron's to Zora's to Castle Town. Bris sat at the bar, Marcie the tavern owner brought him a meal and a mug of milk. Bris just smiled handing her a small bag, when she opened the bag she squealed and slipped it in her pocket. "It's on the house then, thanks for this Bris, your a good guy." The Lux mercenary simply raised his mug drinking to his favorite tavern and it's wonderful owner.

He'd been gone nearly three weeks, he'd taken four jobs along his trip out, making a nice bundle of rupee's. First he escorted a caravan over to the mountain village of Kakariko. Then next he took supplies from village by the mountains up river to Zora's domain where he was given a letter. After that Bris was to bring a letter from Zora's domain to a village by the sea. Finally his last job, get a bag of pearls for Marcie's little sister, the little girl had wanted to make a necklace to wear during the festival.

The crowd moved out into the street as space freed up in the bar he pushed his plate away, his fork falling upon it, his plate cleared of any scrap of food. He picked up his shield setting it on his back, next he secured his sword on his belt. Just as he turned to thank Marcie for the meal, three other mercenaries stumbled in, they seemed drunk already, shameful. They belong to Din's Flame mercenary company, a good name for a bad bunch, they were almost as bad as criminals. The one in the lead reached behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of brandy smirking he popped the cap and poured it into his flask.

Marcie was no push over, nor was she afraid of any two-bit mercenary from Din's Flame Bris smiled that girl could make a Goron cower in fear. "You're paying for that! No free drinks, especially for you lot!" She yelled storming over grabbing the bottle free of the blonde mercenaries grasp.

The blonde one in the lead growled. "I don't pay for nothing! I'm with the Din's Flame, beside's that brat over their never pays for his meals and drinks!" The blonde merc spat back before looking at the other two mercenaries. Bris noted that the blonde was back up by scarred up, ugly looking man along with another man who hair had so much oil in it he could have been used as a torch.

Bris shrugged his shoulders and stepped closer. "I rent the room upstairs plus I do work for her, I earn what I eat. Beside's I don't drink like you fools, I'm a professional."

A larger one, his red hair styled ridiculously moved so he had a better view of Bris drawing his sword. "Shut it boy, the grown ups are talking." He snarled, the scared one eyeing Bris careful, he must have been the smartest of the bunch.

Bris drew his sword as well. "I'd get out now if I were you, my name's Bris Lux." He said as slipped his shield off his back. "Marcie, why don't you check Jenna?" He said, waiting until his friend was clear.

The three mercenaries laughed, spreading out in front of him drawing their blade. The blonde laughed. "Yeah right, Lux is the best in town! If your Lux then I'm the King of Thieves!" The other two, one with deep scars across his face and the red head whose hair was mostly oil laughed with him.

"Fine, but I am Lux, just so you know what to tell your boss later." With that it began, Lux tilted his shield bouncing sunlight into the eye's of scared one's face one before launching towards Blondie slamming his shield into the blond's face as he blocked Red's attack with his blade. He kicked Scarface into the door sending the dazed opponent out into the street he looked at Red. "Take your friend and leave or this gets bloody." Red grabbed Blondie and hauled him out, Scarface chasing after them, he chuckled looking at the floor, a couple of Blondie's teeth now laying upon it.

Putting his sword and shield away he placed two hundred rupee's on the bar, the few patrons who had been watching stared at the warrior, in awe and fear. Marcie walked back out picking up the rupee's as he left waving, Bris Lux had once again saved the day, even if it was just protecting a little tavern.

As Bris entered the main street, the parade in full swing he stopped, unlike most he did not stop to stare at the parade but to focus on a voice. One that came not from his ears but from his mind, like magic, even over the noise of the crowd and the dozens of screaming children, her voice was clear and purposeful. "To the Temple of Time, your destiny awaits."

With that he cut across the the parade's path heading right for the temple, people yelled at him to get out of the street but he continued on his way. Finally once he had gotten into the back streets he began to run, he wanted to see the temple anyway but now it had become much more interesting. Where their was magic their was a very good story or a well paying job, he would be fine with either or both if he could have both. When he finally found his way to the Temple of Time he walked up to the large ornate wooden door's pushing on them. He wondered if they would even budge he would hate to have to break down these doors.
@AirBender Edits have been made, mind if I move him over to the character tab?


My favorite Zelda is Twilight Princess. @AirBender
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