“It a simple fetch quest for me. I can leave that wench alive as there is no desire or profit to be gained in butchering that sorry slag of a woman, but I am not going to guarantee that woman is coming out of this ordeal unharmed.”
Her eyebrows creased at Izzaz’s final remark. Once he was out of sight, she once again looked towards the heavens, staring placidly for a few short seconds. “What?” she glowered, as if the rolling clouds could not only speak, but berate, “This is what happens when you give me a bunch of uneducated children and moral-less rogues to work with. Someone’s bound to get hurt. I’m only one fairy! Can’t expect me to prevent everything!” She growled in the back of her throat, sparing a glance towards the back of the graveyard.
She muttered very unfairylike obscenities under her breath as she quickly spun around and made to dart out of the graveyard.
SMACK!!
"Dry those eyes
Fast those tears
It's no surprise,
RAIN SPIDER'S HERE!"
Temporarily stunned and thus bouncing off the Rain Spider’s protruding chest not unlike a pigskin off a wall, Lethe drooped in the air several inches before regaining ahold of herself and coming back to almost-eye level with the man. The tinkling sound of bells rang out as she tried to shake the stars from her eyes and she held her nose with both her hands, groaning uncomfortably.
“Lethe! I present you with the Masked One. The...er, 'Fish One' is on her way as well. She's a bit sensitive.”
“Great,” Lethe quacked through her hands, “Thanks. Just… have him go stand over there by Magus.”
“He doesn’t bite,” she tried to say reassuringly. She pointed to his location and flew around Jira, still cupping her nose. “Probably,” she muttered just before flying on-- passing Maryev and his meaty boon before disappearing into the crowd.
If Izzaz’s memory served him correctly, he would soon find himself at the shop of Madame Astrid. It was a dingy old place on the second floor of a Curiosity Shop. The stairs leading up to the entrance were so mercilessly rusted that bits of copper colored filth fell to the earth below with every step. A sign, shaped like an outward-facing palm, lined with a deep purple paint, and baring a black and white eye in it’s center hung beside the stained glass door.
“The Magnificent Madame Astrid,” it read in tall, eloquent lettering.
As the door creaked open, the faint sound of a phonograph playing would greet Izzaz, as well as the overbearingly strong amount of incense. The interior was a menagerie of odd trinkets and jewel-toned tapestries and drapes. Questionable objects in jars lined the shelves on the walls—one of which seemed to be a baby Zora skull. Several different creatures would peer at Izzaz from small wiry cages as he entered—a smallish blue breed of monkey, three pink fairies idly gyrating around each other, a poe spirit, and a large black and red bird that would ruffle it’s feathers threateningly as Izzaz passed it.
Then, there behind a large dark mahogany counter, sat, or rather, slumped Madame Astrid. She idly picked at the chipping finish of her counter top with a long deep-red fingernail, barely paying Izzaz any mind aside from a brief upward glance. She was quite obviously a woman racked by time—the creases in her tanned skin were enough proof of that. Atop her elaborate gray beehive up-do nested a small white cat, curled up and so deeply asleep that it’s tail merely switched as the glass door slammed shut. She’d obviously been sitting like that for quite a while.
Her fairy, evidently becoming a bit concerned by the eminent danger Kaiver was alluding to, spoke something inaudible to the others in Mila's ear. She waived her fairy away, however, shaking her head.
"Ohh," Mila's eyes widened-- thrilled by the thought of such an adventure, "Is he really that dangerous? What are we going to do when we find him? Does he really ride a Wolfos? Is it like his pet? Is it nice?"
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Heilix, we can PM about it if you're really adamant about Gilford. I would be far more open to him being a Second Lieutenant, perhaps? We just need to come to an agreement/understanding about who he is, how many men he commands, why he's working in Kakariko when he's stationed in Castle Town, etc. Creating highly influential NPCs is something I really need to know about before you post it.
For future reference, the chain of command for the Hylian Army goes something like this:
(Rangers, Mages, Infantry, Guards, etc.)
Second Lieutenant
First Lieutenant
Captain
Major (Sir Orca Halbert is here)
Lieutenant General
General of the Hylian Army
Also-- I agree with Derv. I think jumping the gun on his Darknut would not only make little sense/be quite an overreaction, but it wouldn't mesh very well with what's going on story-wise right now. You have to build off what he's already posted. If it was really that obvious he was a Darknut, I would have pointed out that his character wouldn't have been able to so easily walk right into town or else had the guards react appropriately (like how Izzaz rode a Wolfos into town and Halbert later reprimanded Kaiver for letting it happen).
For future reference, the chain of command for the Hylian Army goes something like this:
(Rangers, Mages, Infantry, Guards, etc.)
Second Lieutenant
First Lieutenant
Captain
Major (Sir Orca Halbert is here)
Lieutenant General
General of the Hylian Army
Also-- I agree with Derv. I think jumping the gun on his Darknut would not only make little sense/be quite an overreaction, but it wouldn't mesh very well with what's going on story-wise right now. You have to build off what he's already posted. If it was really that obvious he was a Darknut, I would have pointed out that his character wouldn't have been able to so easily walk right into town or else had the guards react appropriately (like how Izzaz rode a Wolfos into town and Halbert later reprimanded Kaiver for letting it happen).
It's Dynasty Warriors with a delicious looking Zelda Skin. I think it looks awesome. I mean-- of course it isn't what I would call an actual Zelda game, but it's something to fangirl/fanboy about because of the gorgeous graphics, character designs, and the allusions to several past Zelda games. If you don't like Dynasty Warriors, then I suppose you'd be prone to disliking it-- but from what I've heard they've made several changes to the gameplay that I think will probably appeal to the Zelda fanbase a bit more. Either way, they're obviously not counting it as the Zelda game of the year since we've got Zelda Wii U on the way-- so it's no loss if the game falls flat really. Seemed to get a lot of positive reviews at E3, however.
Bright_Ops said
Cain and Magus weren't on the list...
Neither was Mila. That's because she's already found them. No need for Lethe to tell them to look for themselves.
Nil right now. I love it. He's just like #NOPE.
Please note the addition of Archer and Zeph! C:
“A man of Noble heart and deed. He is a ranger, tall and with a green cloak.
A hylian woman, somehow related to Fish. A fisherwoman, perhaps? She has long red hair….
An Old man. Very short with fair skin, a cloak and long white beard.
A young child garbed in Green. Red hair tied with a green ribbon….
A Cursed man wearing a mask… he has a somewhat strange appearance.
A young man with sky blue hair... Reluctant all his life and reluctant now to serve his calling....
A small, lonely creature-- eternally Lost. Her appearance is that of a never ending autumn-- hiding behind a Keaton mask.
A young Deku girl... Timid and sweet-- a bud not yet bloomed.
A strong, sturdy man covered in soot with an enduring smile... A Kindly individual.
A Darknut warrior-- too Proud for his own good.
A Shiekah warrior in a cream colored scarf-- a good, Reliable dog of the Royal Family.
A young man, Tricky as a fox, with dark hair and mahogany eyes....
And lastly, a Foolish Shiekah warrior. He is an older man… with an injured arm. “
“A man of Noble heart and deed. He is a ranger, tall and with a green cloak.
A hylian woman, somehow related to Fish. A fisherwoman, perhaps? She has long red hair….
An Old man. Very short with fair skin, a cloak and long white beard.
A young child garbed in Green. Red hair tied with a green ribbon….
A Cursed man wearing a mask… he has a somewhat strange appearance.
A young man with sky blue hair... Reluctant all his life and reluctant now to serve his calling....
A small, lonely creature-- eternally Lost. Her appearance is that of a never ending autumn-- hiding behind a Keaton mask.
A young Deku girl... Timid and sweet-- a bud not yet bloomed.
A strong, sturdy man covered in soot with an enduring smile... A Kindly individual.
A Darknut warrior-- too Proud for his own good.
A Shiekah warrior in a cream colored scarf-- a good, Reliable dog of the Royal Family.
A young man, Tricky as a fox, with dark hair and mahogany eyes....
And lastly, a Foolish Shiekah warrior. He is an older man… with an injured arm. “
Felicia stared long and hard at the looming silhouette that was Cain. He was certainly unlike any ghost she'd ever seen. Or heard of, rather. She hadn't much experience with seeing such paranormal wonders and hoped not to make a habit of it. Nonetheless, his appearance gave her chills. Something about it didn't seem quite human. Unless be was a ghost of something else?
"A face I think you saw before. I hadn't found the fairy yet when I appeared at the fish stand. Your eyes aren't deceiving you; my child. "
"If you don't mind--" Felicia stepped to the side as if to get out of his way as he dove around and behind her. Peering under her arm and over her shoulder she was perturbed to see he seemed to have taken up residence in her shadow. She looked towards the graveyard, doing her best not to express how uneasy she felt having a ghost literally at her heels as she started walking in that direction.
"I'll stick with you until you've reached the graveyard. By then I hoped your masked friend will be there as well. You left quite the impression on him by the looks of it, but that's none of my business."
That guy... right. Just what she wanted to talk about. "My name's Felicia," she said, changing the subject, "While I'm still convinced this isn't just a very vivid dream or fit of madness, I suppose I ought to thank you for helping us out back there. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't come along. Either you must really need my help or you're far too kind.... Given that I'm merely a fish merchant, I'm tempted to think it's the latter, but either way... I appreciate it."
"A face I think you saw before. I hadn't found the fairy yet when I appeared at the fish stand. Your eyes aren't deceiving you; my child. "
"If you don't mind--" Felicia stepped to the side as if to get out of his way as he dove around and behind her. Peering under her arm and over her shoulder she was perturbed to see he seemed to have taken up residence in her shadow. She looked towards the graveyard, doing her best not to express how uneasy she felt having a ghost literally at her heels as she started walking in that direction.
"I'll stick with you until you've reached the graveyard. By then I hoped your masked friend will be there as well. You left quite the impression on him by the looks of it, but that's none of my business."
That guy... right. Just what she wanted to talk about. "My name's Felicia," she said, changing the subject, "While I'm still convinced this isn't just a very vivid dream or fit of madness, I suppose I ought to thank you for helping us out back there. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't come along. Either you must really need my help or you're far too kind.... Given that I'm merely a fish merchant, I'm tempted to think it's the latter, but either way... I appreciate it."
“My name is Cain.”
The response unanticipated, Felicia froze, listening attentively as Cain spoke.
“I'm pretty much a ghost, so there really isn't a better way I could go about contacting you. For my intrusions...I apologize.
“Truth is, I heard the voice too. The one in my dreams.”
Her eyes widened. The voice in her head had heard a voice? No….
“I thought I might have been finally losing it. But as it turned out, a... friend of mine heard it too. We decided the only way to figure it out was to come here and find its owner. We did. You can too. You can put an end to your self-doubt. If you heard her voice, you're stronger and far more important than you imagine. I'm not asking you to come with me; I'm begging you. We're counting on you, my child. At least do it to pay me back for saving you from the thieves?”
Perhaps… this really wasn’t all in her head. But still. She didn’t want to risk further enslaving herself to mental instability just like that. She never exactly saw who it was that attacked those two men and the masked man had fled before she got a chance to ask him anything. For all she knew, her unwound mind was filling in the blanks.
“A ghost?” she whispered quizzically, “If… if you and your friend are truly in some sort of trouble then I’ll do what I can. But you must understand. For all I know my mind is completely undone. I hardly know if I can even trust my eyes anymore… but I’m willing to. Especially if what you say is true and you indeed are the one that helped me back there.
“If you could give me a bit of proof that you’re not like the voice I hear at night… can you not show yourself?”
The response unanticipated, Felicia froze, listening attentively as Cain spoke.
“I'm pretty much a ghost, so there really isn't a better way I could go about contacting you. For my intrusions...I apologize.
“Truth is, I heard the voice too. The one in my dreams.”
Her eyes widened. The voice in her head had heard a voice? No….
“I thought I might have been finally losing it. But as it turned out, a... friend of mine heard it too. We decided the only way to figure it out was to come here and find its owner. We did. You can too. You can put an end to your self-doubt. If you heard her voice, you're stronger and far more important than you imagine. I'm not asking you to come with me; I'm begging you. We're counting on you, my child. At least do it to pay me back for saving you from the thieves?”
Perhaps… this really wasn’t all in her head. But still. She didn’t want to risk further enslaving herself to mental instability just like that. She never exactly saw who it was that attacked those two men and the masked man had fled before she got a chance to ask him anything. For all she knew, her unwound mind was filling in the blanks.
“A ghost?” she whispered quizzically, “If… if you and your friend are truly in some sort of trouble then I’ll do what I can. But you must understand. For all I know my mind is completely undone. I hardly know if I can even trust my eyes anymore… but I’m willing to. Especially if what you say is true and you indeed are the one that helped me back there.
“If you could give me a bit of proof that you’re not like the voice I hear at night… can you not show yourself?”
Hyrule Warriors is so sexy....
Has anyone heard from Corpy Corp lately? :( I know s/he said s/he'd be gone a while, but it''s been quite a while now.
Has anyone heard from Corpy Corp lately? :( I know s/he said s/he'd be gone a while, but it''s been quite a while now.
(Make sure ya'll don't miss the post before this one)
"I cannot think of anything why the Goddesses would name me such a trite title for me, unless there was good reason.”
Lethe pursed her lips as the man walked away from her towards the gate. For a second there she thought he meant to leave without so much as a word and had followed him impatiently.
“But now that matter is resolved, what is it that you request from that fraud, Madame Astrid? I can get you what you wish, but I will not draw blood on my fellow tribe, nor will I risk making myself an embarrassment unless there is a worthy reward on my part. In return, I tell you to keep watch over the entrance of the Shadow Temple; for my former master might have dark deeds his conjuring within the catacombs for no one is allowed to pass the entrance from either side.”
Lethe sighed, exaggerated and mocking, “For Din’s sake, I never said to kill the woman! Why would the Goddess condone such senseless violence? Secondly, I’m not asking you to embarrass yourself. You humans are all perfectly capable of doing that on your own. If I were, however, to request such a thing, would not the ability to continue living be a good enough reward?
"And I’m afraid babysitting dusty old Temples isn’t part of my agenda today. As you witnessed, I’ve already told Magus not to enter the Temple yet. As a Shiekah you ought to know that just waltzing in there isn’t exactly an easy thing to do-- nor a common practice. I don’t know who your former master is, but if he indeed is tampering with the evil forces that lurk inside that temple….”
Her voice trailed off and, for perhaps once in her life, she thought it best not to finish her sentence. The old man was a fool and likely long dead if he was inside the Shadow Temple alone. She no longer had time to express her opinion to this Chosen Simpleton, however.
“Anyways… the artifact we need is a valuable piece of gold jewelry with a single triangle,” Lethe said, her glowing gold eyes glinting as if to enhance her point, “Artifact or no, make sure you’re back before noon else we may have to carry on without you.”
“It takes patience to get used to her. She’s quite the bright one I will admit,” Elder Lyotus chuckled.
“Koridai… could you help me find the Shiekah? Oddly enough, he does not look like a typical person of the tribe. He looks more so a Ranger and a rouge than an assassin.”
“Yes! Of course!” Mila said in a very Mila-like way, “Why are we looking for him anyway? Is it a top-secret mission from the King? Is he a revolutionist? Is there going to be a revolution? Is he the ringleader? Are there a lot of rogue Shiekah? Is it a Shiekah revolution? Is there a bounty? Is it a big bounty?”
Mila paused for breath and now seemed the best time for Kaiver to answer one or at least some of her questions before she continued with her usual barrage of never ending inquiry.
"I cannot think of anything why the Goddesses would name me such a trite title for me, unless there was good reason.”
Lethe pursed her lips as the man walked away from her towards the gate. For a second there she thought he meant to leave without so much as a word and had followed him impatiently.
“But now that matter is resolved, what is it that you request from that fraud, Madame Astrid? I can get you what you wish, but I will not draw blood on my fellow tribe, nor will I risk making myself an embarrassment unless there is a worthy reward on my part. In return, I tell you to keep watch over the entrance of the Shadow Temple; for my former master might have dark deeds his conjuring within the catacombs for no one is allowed to pass the entrance from either side.”
Lethe sighed, exaggerated and mocking, “For Din’s sake, I never said to kill the woman! Why would the Goddess condone such senseless violence? Secondly, I’m not asking you to embarrass yourself. You humans are all perfectly capable of doing that on your own. If I were, however, to request such a thing, would not the ability to continue living be a good enough reward?
"And I’m afraid babysitting dusty old Temples isn’t part of my agenda today. As you witnessed, I’ve already told Magus not to enter the Temple yet. As a Shiekah you ought to know that just waltzing in there isn’t exactly an easy thing to do-- nor a common practice. I don’t know who your former master is, but if he indeed is tampering with the evil forces that lurk inside that temple….”
Her voice trailed off and, for perhaps once in her life, she thought it best not to finish her sentence. The old man was a fool and likely long dead if he was inside the Shadow Temple alone. She no longer had time to express her opinion to this Chosen Simpleton, however.
“Anyways… the artifact we need is a valuable piece of gold jewelry with a single triangle,” Lethe said, her glowing gold eyes glinting as if to enhance her point, “Artifact or no, make sure you’re back before noon else we may have to carry on without you.”
“It takes patience to get used to her. She’s quite the bright one I will admit,” Elder Lyotus chuckled.
“Koridai… could you help me find the Shiekah? Oddly enough, he does not look like a typical person of the tribe. He looks more so a Ranger and a rouge than an assassin.”
“Yes! Of course!” Mila said in a very Mila-like way, “Why are we looking for him anyway? Is it a top-secret mission from the King? Is he a revolutionist? Is there going to be a revolution? Is he the ringleader? Are there a lot of rogue Shiekah? Is it a Shiekah revolution? Is there a bounty? Is it a big bounty?”
Mila paused for breath and now seemed the best time for Kaiver to answer one or at least some of her questions before she continued with her usual barrage of never ending inquiry.
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