Crusader Lord

A Certain Eucatastrophic Apocrypha (Index/Railgun Roleplay)

Appearance (Big Pic; When Not In School Uniform)

Name: Hanako Sterner

Nicknames: “The Hot Chocolate Queen of Judgement”, “Protagonist-chan”

Gender: Female

Age: 13

Birthday: (14/02)

Height: 170.7 cm

Weight: 56.699 kg

Nationality: ½ Caucasian (American), ½ Japanese

Appearance: (see top hider)

Personality: A person with energy to spare when she gets worked up, excited even, over various things, though whom can be relaxed and even lazy in her personal time. She is the sort who would drag off a good friend on a “grand adventure” over buying a new cookbook or seeing some cute new swimsuits in a store window. Someone who would get bored and occasionally drop in on friends unexpectedly or out of the blue, even climbing fire escapes and scaling walls without blinking an eye at the craziness of it. Further, she is somewhat clueless of the true potency of her cooking skills, save that this originates from a sense of humility she maintains about this area of her skills.

This being said, she absolutely adores her favorite local place to get ice cream pizzas, set into a delicious chocolate chip or sugar cookie crust. The one time it was closed close to her birthday two years ago, she cried due to how emotionally attached she’d become to the place. She one day wants to get their recipes even, to make her own one day.

Her tenacity is such that she will pursue a “target” of her interest all over the place, should she remain interested or feel it is worth doing. Chunni tendencies are also a given for her at times. Yet whilst in all of this she comes off as a “pretty annoying but energetic person”, her intelligence is actually not bad. Actually, the opposite of what some people joke about her. Her grades are stellar, her mind like a whizzing machine when it comes to learning and acting and processing information overall. In fact, she can come up with plots and strategies and such, even go through with deceptions with shocking ease.

Biography: Born the daughter of Akari Takahashi and Jason Sterner, scientists who moved to Academy City, worked in the same lab, and eventually fell in love and married, Hanako was always around an educational and vividly bright environment. Her parents were always excited about their scientific passions, but were not always the best socially despite their skills. Hanako turned out similar in that she was awkward at times yet incredibly smart, though from “as young as possible” her parents had her get involved with the Power Curriculum Program. For years she went through school, always ahead of most peers but not wanting to “skip grades” for the sake of enjoying being around people her age.

She eventually joined Judgement when she could, fascinated by the idea of getting involved with a group of students to keep the city safer. In fact, upon joining she became one of the more “notable” faces in Judgement due to her hot chocolate and her at times unorthodox nature of parkour-ing about to get to suspects or pursue things. This being said, whilst many think her dumb and annoying, many others among Judgement members have become fond of “our little smart goofball” in a sense as if she was their beloved younger sister. Regardless of the various opinions about her, some she is aware of but hasn’t spoken about, Hanako has continued to pursue her desires and dream towards the horizon, not ceasing even in the face of adversity.

Question is, where will she ultimately end up in this city full of dark sides and threats unseen to the general public?

School: Tokiwadai Middle School

Grade: 7th Grade

Skills:

Cooking – Skilled in matters of cookery, her abilities are only surpassed by the Great Demon Lord (her mom)! Truthfully, it is a hobby of hers that turned into some pretty high-tier skills over the years. She’s never put them to the test or fully realized how good she is at this, but unbeknownst to her the “gourmet hot chocolate” she can make is a sensation among many Judgement members. Some who have heard rumors of it have even traveled to taste it, somewhat to her welcome but sincere confusion.

Swimming – Her Middle School’s Star Swimmer on the Swim Team, or at least one of the top two, she can swim fast and skillfully when in the water. From this she has also built a very notable breath-holding capacity, in part from....stupid dares to hold her breath at the bottom of the pool for a long time. With the latter thing once almost causing her to drown when someone jumped into the pool and landed on her head as she was coming up to finally get air.

Parkour – She has spent many an evening moving about the city, doing her work as a member of Judgement. Albeit, in a manner that has led to her being rather lean yet very physically active. She boasts a high physical stamina for someone her age, and a level of robust-ness from...accidents she’s had over the years.

Faction(s): Judgement

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ESPer:

Ability name: Breakdown Bomber (due to its conversion effects and resulting applications)

Level: 3

Premise: The fact that matter and energy are two sides of the same coin, essentially one and the same, with matter being able to be converted into energy.

Description:

When making physical contact with other things/objects, the user uses this power to destabilize the molecular structure of them, essentially alter the state of the matter to be "riding the line between matter and energy". This is basically priming the matter composing affected things to be transformed into and unleashed as energy in a heartbeat. This in effect generates an explosion, and results in the targeted thing's complete destruction due to it having been now fully converted into energy. Affected things do not visibly seem different or strange, even with physical contact, retaining enough of matter's solid state to not stand out oddly. This being said, these affected things essentially sit about as bombs, and scientific equipment used to detect energy can get strange readings from these affected things.

Then, at the user's will alone the affected things can be detonated manually, or alternately at the time of creation can be set on a "timer" after which the transformation occurs. Likewise the manner of detonation can vary as well.

This user at times has taken to closing their fingers in, and press their thumb down as if pressing the button of a small detonator in their hand in order to "detonate" affected objects. This has led to the rumor and general belief among peers of hers that this is required to make her power work. Of course simply willing to detonate affected things works equally as well and faster, and other actions could be used as an imagined catalyst for "detonation" to boot. Multiple objects can be affected at the same time, even, and detonated at different times at the user's will. The user can also blindly choose to "detonate" everything they've made into a bomb (which is dangerous).

This being said, mentally keeping track of the location of everything they've affected becomes...harder and harder the more things they use this power on. Simply put, affecting a few objects that are easily remembered by the user would be better than priming a lot of objects (unless one wants to mass detonate at once).

Making physical contact with an affected object allows the user to revert them back to normal again as well if they want to.

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU]

@Holy Soldier I thought you said the healing or the buff?

Regardless, changrd the ability entirely to a "can only use once every 24 hours on the dot" offensive effect.

Hope this works better! ^^;

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU]

@Holy Soldier ...This week has had my brain on the fritz, i swear. @_@

The song only goves the "regenerative healing" buff. 5 minutes bit changed to 5 turns.

Added talents, First Aid and Archery.

Did these edits in car. Still in middle of graduation celebrations, won't be back until tomorrow. Very tired ATM. XD

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU]

@Holy Soldier My sheet is up, with the added "instrument" and "song" sections.

Her song is...well, the one song i most associate with Hylia, ironically. XD

Its effect is a strong buff, but it has its notable drawbacks. Physical energy drain, and becoming diluted the more individuals it is being applied to. These work a bit paradoxically to each other for balancing purposes! :D

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU]

Zelah: The Gerudo Raised Hylian Girl

Character Name: Zelah Naboori

Nickname: (none, yet)

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Race: Hylian

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 102.5 lbs

Hair Color: Golden

Eye Color: Blue

Visual Description:

Appearance

Written Description:

Misc. Markings:At the base of the back of her neck is a birthmark, the symbol of the Goddess Crest that represents Hylia. This is the marking of her “divine parent” as it were.

Misc. Clothing: Beyond what she is seen wearing in the pic, she dons a large, thick traveler’s cloak that hides her face and appearance, as well as protects her from other forms of weather and insulates her from the cold. An item acquired via trade or some other means, however so it was given to her by her mother as part of a parting gift for her journey.

Further, the Gerudo set of clothing she wears, including the sapphire earrings, protect her from heat using the ice magic contained in such gems. Meanwhile, the ruby circlet she wears grants some minor fire resistance.

Scars: - A winding, serpentine-like scar was now twisting up her right arm like a spiral. Further, she has an amount of smaller scars on her back from the same incident as the other larger scar.

Goddess: Hylia

Primary Weapon: Moonlight Scimitar (carried on right hip)

Off-hand: (none)

Projectile: Light Bow (A magic bow that conjures it's own arrows of light when the bowstring is drawn. A fragment of Hylia's power taken form, that is innately effective against darkness and evil forces like monsters. It was shed from Zelah as she took in dark magic, likely shaped into this by her inner goddess she cannot yet access to help her bear her new burden/ability moving into the future.

It is a physical item she keeps on her back for quick access.)

Magic Power:

As Hylia reborn, it would be easy to think her one "gift", that magical ability to set her apart, would be something like a holy armament, or access to one of Hylia's sealing abilities. Yet in true fashion to Hylia herself, this ability came to be a result of self-sacrifice.

In this case, Zelah was granted the power to summon monsters. This came as the result of absorbing all of that dark magic from her adoptive brother and other dark magic tomes nearby. This act, just to save Gerudus from darkness, caused Hylia's power to react to her plea. But the cost was high, as she bears this power as both a mark of her goodness...and the sign of the dangers of darkness.

On occasion the dark magic flares up inside her near large sources of dark/evil power, hurting but being a sort of “evil/dark energy detector” of sorts in this manner as a side effect.

At this stage, she can summon 2 red bokoblins to fight for her, assist her, and do tasks for her until they are dismissed. They are ultimately loyal to her without question, much like how the Calamity’s monsters are loyal to it, but the strain in summoning them means she does not like “spamming” this power. Albeit, it's uses are especially versatile, and as she learns to use this power better she can summon more numbers of and even stronger monsters. Though she has a VERY LONG way to go to actually master this at all.

Occupation: Wanderer

Current Story:

Eleven years ago, a Gerudo patrol was out in the dark of the cold desert night, searching for a fleeing Yiga agent who had tried to get into Gerudo Town that day. It was in the midst of this that, golden hair standing out among the dark sand, a young Hylian vai was found instead, collapsed upon an ancient stone among some ruins. Her feet were burnt by hot sand and worn from walking, and her meager clothes all but tattered and shredded by the unforgiving desert winds. Initially thought to be dead, when inspected it turned out she was unconscious, barely clinging to life. No adult Hylians were nearby, no signs of monsters that might have driven such a young child to flee...and barring leaving a young one to die in the desert this Hylian vai was carried back to Gerudo Town to receive care.

A week later, she woke up in the local inn of Gerudo town, not having any name, not remembering any family or parents. An orphan with a blank slate of a past, and no passing traders that braved the trip to trade with the Gerudo (unlike those who would think them a bunch of bandits and thieves) seemed to have heard about any Hylian families or refugees coming this direction with a young girl in their midst. It was at this time the child’s issue was brought to the Gerudo Cheiftain, the very woman who 2 years ago had just given birth to the Gerudo’s first male in 100 years. Though known to be strong and powerful, swift in judgement and mighty in mind, and raising the tribe’s first king in a long time, the Cheiftain herself took pity upon the child’s plight, and unsure if she could survive being taken back across the desert by traders did a surprising thing.

She adopted the child. Albeit, this was in part motivation to try to more encourage Hylian traders to come, and to show that the Gerudo were not their enemies. The girl was named in honor of both the former princess, a friend to the old Gerudo Champion, and in honor of one of the great heroes of the Gerudo’s past (Nabooru). With this, “Zelah” began a new life....or rather, the only one she’d be able to remember or know.

For many years Zelah lived within her family, and her adoptive brother, Gerudus, and her became very close. Though not bound by blood, and thought he was destined to become a king, they became as close as any blood siblings could hope to. They would talk of their worries each night upon the rooftop of their home...watching the stars and sometimes singing to keep each other awake. They trained in combat together at times, whether it was the bow or the blade. They even took to magic training together at times to help Gerudus hone his skills, at least when Gerudus was not being pulled into a cramped room with his magic teacher. They played a few pranks at a very young age upon palace guards, albeit Zelah was at times the more balancing and proactive sibling over the years, and in the eyes of their mother were equally loved as her beloved children.

And yet, the Gerudo’s dark past left openings for...the darkness of the past to seep in. As Zelah and Gerudus grew older, Zelah found her brother spending less time on the roof with her than they had been. He became more solemn, and sullen, until finally the girl’s curiosity and worry over her brother hit a high. She had to see what was going on with him, what was happening even. Thus one night, she followed him to his open bedroom on the top floor of the palace.

It was here she saw him opening some very old books, tomes that seemed to emanate a...darkness from them as the words on their pages glistened with a soft glow. In short, it was a book of dark magic, a relic of the Gerudo’s past that had been kept as a warning in modern times. A thing kept after by the Chieftain for safekeeping, to avoid it falling into the hands of the Yiga or others. Gerudus...was reading these tomes, it seemed.

Stepping into her brother’s room openly, Zelah confronted him about the matter. This power, it was like what the Calamity in their world could do, it was not what Gerudus was! Though to Gerudus, by mastering this he could combat the Calamity when it came for their people one day! The two began to argue, more and more heatedly even, with the book of dark magic falling to the ground with a thump as it was discarded briefly on the floor. Yet as the two siblings argued about the use of such magic, dark power began to build within Gerudus, beginning to fall out of his supposed “control”. Then progressed into a wave of dark magic shaking the palace as Gerudus let out a cry of agony as this power he had begun learning in secret began to let off spark and waves, and jolts of power that cut into his room like lightning bolts.

In the spur of the moment, Zelah acted. Not out of just trying to stop a disaster, but out of love for her brother. She gripped his body to stop his flailing, arcs of power hurting her in the process. Though only 10 years old, she found herself closing her eyes, praying, hoping, reaching out to whatever goddess or deity could be there to find a way to save her brother. Her last thought at the time, a sentence burned into her memory forever, was simply “I will take on this magic, this burden from him! I’ll do it, anything, to save my brother and people!”. After this, Zelah would pass out.

Waking up the next morning, she found herself in her mother’s bed, attendants and her mother present in the room. As she opened her eyes they rushed to her, her mother the Cheiftan calling out to Gerudus, who was in another room. As Zelah began to get her bearings, she asked them what had happened....and if her brother was ok. The male Gerudo youth bit his lip, remaining quiet as the room fell into a stupor of eerie silence. Noting Zelah’s confusion, her mother after a moment of hesitation spoke up, voice as strong as ever but as gentle as it could be put.

“Your brother is fine, Zelah...you have saved our peoples’ future king as well, from a dark path his ancestors took once upon a time. It is a lesson he shall remember, but...a burden you must live with.

Last night, when I and the guards came into the room, you glowed with a brilliant light. The uncontrolled dark magic coming from Gerudus, it was flowing into you. Even...the magic in that dark tome, and the others the Cheiftan’s family has guarded for many generations was flowing into you as you shone like the sun in the darkness of the night.

Once this stopped, I had you brought here and inspected. And...as it were, you seem to contain all the dark magic, even after we checked the ancient books again. Though Gerudus’ teacher noted that you seem to contain its opposite as well. A kind of...holy light, something which would balance out this magic.

We too found a shining bow near where you had been, upon returning to examine the room again. My dear daughter...i know not what sign these tidings speak of, but....to see you and your brother alive warms my heart...”

In her moment of desperation, bleeding and wanting to save a loved one no matter what she had to bear, Zelah had unintentionally and unconsciously tapped into her latent power as Hylia’s child and latest reincarnation. This event had not granted her full access to Hylia’s powers by any means, not by a longshot even, but had only arisen in answer to her most pressing moment and time of greatest need so far in her life. Yet it left her with that burden of bearing dark magic, and a holy magic bow.

Whilst the smaller injuries would heal just fine, though, a winding, serpentine-like scar was now twisting up her right arm. A mark the flares of dark magic had cut into her. So she was, as it were, permanently with this dark magic etched into her being despite it being balanced out by the holy light she possessed.

For the next three years, Zelah would be forced into training with Gerudus’ teacher for private “special sessions” on controlling the dark magic within her.

However, in these three years she became...curious. About her origins, her power, where she had come from even. She talked about it all with Gerudus, who seemed to have returned to normal for the most part after the dark magic had been removed from his body. Though riddled with guilt over what he felt he did to his adopted sister, he too felt curious about her true past and her origins.

At the end the three years, though, this culminated in Zelah declaring to her mother that she had to make her way out into the world. To explore the world beyond the sands she had grown up with, and the family/people she had come to love with all her heart....she had to find out who she was. And then, once she had done this, she would return home again. This was her promise.

Thus Zelah has set out into the Gerudo Desert, prepared and as ready as she could be for her journey at just the age of 13. Though knowing the red string of fate, it might not be too long before she begins to run into that shared destiny that awaits...

Music Instrument: She sings, her voice being the instrument in this case. This rather than carrying a physical instrument like Hylia's first mortal incarnation did.

Songs: "Ballad of the Goddess" - After singing this short but ancient song, power of the goddess is called down from the heavens. This "power of the goddess" takes the form of a beam of blueish light, similar to the color of tue bright blue sky bit with a glimmering divine light within it.

It has a 15 meter diameter, and strikes with high power capable of making a distinct crater in even solid rock.

However, it can only be used ONCE a day. As in, once every 24 hours. Further, it's target destination cannot be changed once the song is sung.

Ballad of the Goddess

Talents:

First Aid - Between her own training in combat, and training with and her brother, Zelah desired to learn this art and gained a solid enough proficiency in it to function in the field reliably and well. A lot of practical experience at home does not make her a master though.

Archery - Through formal combat training on general for weapons as a Gerudo Cheiftan's daughter, Zelah learned she is most talented at archery. Though good with a blade as well, in archery her talents truly stand tallest.

Children of Hyrule [Zelda AU]

@Holy Soldier Considering Hylia is Hylia and rocks those great vocal chords, can the song be sung or played to work?

Legend of Zelda AU: Children of Hyrule [Full]

@Holy Soldier Edited the app as requested! Bow isn't her power, just an item. Dark magic is ability, but for good reasons and versatility.

Removed unneeded text bits I had forgotten to remove in my haste.

Did all this 3-4am my time because I was having sleep troubles. So if my edits have typos or wording goofs, editing at 4am would be the reasib ob my end. @_@

Legend of Zelda AU: Children of Hyrule [Full]

@Holy Soldier Eh? I thought we could have other magic, and were just limited to one magic ability tied to the OC's goddess?

Ah, whatever the case, i give my sincerest apologies for misreading. ^^;

Would taking off the bow, or the dark magic, be a proper fix then? Just to be sure. I do not want to overextend.

Legend of Zelda AU: Children of Hyrule [Full]

@Holy Soldier Here it is, my app! I knew we had a male character so far, and after cooling down from finals burnout i managed to get an idea together! :D

The idea was....a tad of an epic backstory, but that is what can be juicy about Zelda stories and characters at times! :3

So i give you a (hopefully) good idea! A Hylian girl, Hylia's Zelda-face reincarnation to help save her other reincarnation, but raised by the Gerudos! ;)

Plus plenty of backstory to be able to use for things as well, as you need as the GM! :D

Gerudo Raised Hylian Girl

Character Name: Zelah Naboori

Nickname: (none, yet)

Age: 13

Gender: Female

Race: Hylian

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 102.5 lbs

Hair Color: Golden

Eye Color: Blue

Visual Description:

Appearance

Written Description:

Misc. Markings:At the base of the back of her neck is a birthmark, the symbol of the Goddess Crest that represents Hylia. This is the marking of her “divine parent” as it were.

Misc. Clothing: Beyond what she is seen wearing in the pic, she dons a large, thick traveler’s cloak that hides her face and appearance, as well as protects her from other forms of weather and insulates her from the cold. An item acquired via trade or some other means, however so it was given to her by her mother as part of a parting gift for her journey.

Further, the Gerudo set of clothing she wears, including the sapphire earrings, protect her from heat using the ice magic contained in such gems. Meanwhile, the ruby circlet she wears grants some minor fire resistance.

Scars: - A winding, serpentine-like scar was now twisting up her right arm like a spiral. Further, she has an amount of smaller scars on her back from the same incident as the other larger scar.

Goddess: Hylia

Primary Weapon: Moonlight Scimitar (carried on right hip)

Off-hand: (none)

Projectile: Light Bow (A magic bow that conjures it's own arrows of light when the bowstring is drawn. A fragment of Hylia's power taken form, that is innately effective against darkness and evil forces like monsters. It was shed from Zelah as she took in dark magic, likely shaped into this by her inner goddess she cannot yet access to help her bear her new burden/ability moving into the future.

It is a physical item she keeps on her back for quick access.)

Magic Power:

As Hylia reborn, it would be easy to think her one "gift", that magical ability to set her apart, would be something like a holy armament, or access to one of Hylia's sealing abilities. Yet in true fashion to Hylia herself, this ability came to be a result of self-sacrifice.

In this case, Zelah was granted the power to summon monsters. This came as the result of absorbing all of that dark magic from her adoptive brother and other dark magic tomes nearby. This act, just to save Gerudus from darkness, caused Hylia's power to react to her plea. But the cost was high, as she bears this power as both a mark of her goodness...and the sign of the dangers of darkness.

On occasion the dark magic flares up inside her near large sources of dark/evil power, hurting but being a sort of “evil/dark energy detector” of sorts in this manner as a side effect.

At this stage, she can summon 2 red bokoblins to fight for her, assist her, and do tasks for her until they are dismissed. They are ultimately loyal to her without question, much like how the Calamity’s monsters are loyal to it, but the strain in summoning them means she does not like “spamming” this power. Albeit, it's uses are especially versatile, and as she learns to use this power better she can summon more numbers of and even stronger monsters. Though she has a VERY LONG way to go to actually master this at all.

Occupation: Wanderer

Current Story:

Eleven years ago, a Gerudo patrol was out in the dark of the cold desert night, searching for a fleeing Yiga agent who had tried to get into Gerudo Town that day. It was in the midst of this that, golden hair standing out among the dark sand, a young Hylian vai was found instead, collapsed upon an ancient stone among some ruins. Her feet were burnt by hot sand and worn from walking, and her meager clothes all but tattered and shredded by the unforgiving desert winds. Initially thought to be dead, when inspected it turned out she was unconscious, barely clinging to life. No adult Hylians were nearby, no signs of monsters that might have driven such a young child to flee...and barring leaving a young one to die in the desert this Hylian vai was carried back to Gerudo Town to receive care.

A week later, she woke up in the local inn of Gerudo town, not having any name, not remembering any family or parents. An orphan with a blank slate of a past, and no passing traders that braved the trip to trade with the Gerudo (unlike those who would think them a bunch of bandits and thieves) seemed to have heard about any Hylian families or refugees coming this direction with a young girl in their midst. It was at this time the child’s issue was brought to the Gerudo Cheiftain, the very woman who 2 years ago had just given birth to the Gerudo’s first male in 100 years. Though known to be strong and powerful, swift in judgement and mighty in mind, and raising the tribe’s first king in a long time, the Cheiftain herself took pity upon the child’s plight, and unsure if she could survive being taken back across the desert by traders did a surprising thing.

She adopted the child. Albeit, this was in part motivation to try to more encourage Hylian traders to come, and to show that the Gerudo were not their enemies. The girl was named in honor of both the former princess, a friend to the old Gerudo Champion, and in honor of one of the great heroes of the Gerudo’s past (Nabooru). With this, “Zelah” began a new life....or rather, the only one she’d be able to remember or know.

For many years Zelah lived within her family, and her adoptive brother, Gerudus, and her became very close. Though not bound by blood, and thought he was destined to become a king, they became as close as any blood siblings could hope to. They would talk of their worries each night upon the rooftop of their home...watching the stars and sometimes singing to keep each other awake. They trained in combat together at times, whether it was the bow or the blade. They even took to magic training together at times to help Gerudus hone his skills, at least when Gerudus was not being pulled into a cramped room with his magic teacher. They played a few pranks at a very young age upon palace guards, albeit Zelah was at times the more balancing and proactive sibling over the years, and in the eyes of their mother were equally loved as her beloved children.

And yet, the Gerudo’s dark past left openings for...the darkness of the past to seep in. As Zelah and Gerudus grew older, Zelah found her brother spending less time on the roof with her than they had been. He became more solemn, and sullen, until finally the girl’s curiosity and worry over her brother hit a high. She had to see what was going on with him, what was happening even. Thus one night, she followed him to his open bedroom on the top floor of the palace.

It was here she saw him opening some very old books, tomes that seemed to emanate a...darkness from them as the words on their pages glistened with a soft glow. In short, it was a book of dark magic, a relic of the Gerudo’s past that had been kept as a warning in modern times. A thing kept after by the Chieftain for safekeeping, to avoid it falling into the hands of the Yiga or others. Gerudus...was reading these tomes, it seemed.

Stepping into her brother’s room openly, Zelah confronted him about the matter. This power, it was like what the Calamity in their world could do, it was not what Gerudus was! Though to Gerudus, by mastering this he could combat the Calamity when it came for their people one day! The two began to argue, more and more heatedly even, with the book of dark magic falling to the ground with a thump as it was discarded briefly on the floor. Yet as the two siblings argued about the use of such magic, dark power began to build within Gerudus, beginning to fall out of his supposed “control”. Then progressed into a wave of dark magic shaking the palace as Gerudus let out a cry of agony as this power he had begun learning in secret began to let off spark and waves, and jolts of power that cut into his room like lightning bolts.

In the spur of the moment, Zelah acted. Not out of just trying to stop a disaster, but out of love for her brother. She gripped his body to stop his flailing, arcs of power hurting her in the process. Though only 10 years old, she found herself closing her eyes, praying, hoping, reaching out to whatever goddess or deity could be there to find a way to save her brother. Her last thought at the time, a sentence burned into her memory forever, was simply “I will take on this magic, this burden from him! I’ll do it, anything, to save my brother and people!”. After this, Zelah would pass out.

Waking up the next morning, she found herself in her mother’s bed, attendants and her mother present in the room. As she opened her eyes they rushed to her, her mother the Cheiftan calling out to Gerudus, who was in another room. As Zelah began to get her bearings, she asked them what had happened....and if her brother was ok. The male Gerudo youth bit his lip, remaining quiet as the room fell into a stupor of eerie silence. Noting Zelah’s confusion, her mother after a moment of hesitation spoke up, voice as strong as ever but as gentle as it could be put.

“Your brother is fine, Zelah...you have saved our peoples’ future king as well, from a dark path his ancestors took once upon a time. It is a lesson he shall remember, but...a burden you must live with.

Last night, when I and the guards came into the room, you glowed with a brilliant light. The uncontrolled dark magic coming from Gerudus, it was flowing into you. Even...the magic in that dark tome, and the others the Cheiftan’s family has guarded for many generations was flowing into you as you shone like the sun in the darkness of the night.

Once this stopped, I had you brought here and inspected. And...as it were, you seem to contain all the dark magic, even after we checked the ancient books again. Though Gerudus’ teacher noted that you seem to contain its opposite as well. A kind of...holy light, something which would balance out this magic.

We too found a shining bow near where you had been, upon returning to examine the room again. My dear daughter...i know not what sign these tidings speak of, but....to see you and your brother alive warms my heart...”

In her moment of desperation, bleeding and wanting to save a loved one no matter what she had to bear, Zelah had unintentionally and unconsciously tapped into her latent power as Hylia’s child and latest reincarnation. This event had not granted her full access to Hylia’s powers by any means, not by a longshot even, but had only arisen in answer to her most pressing moment and time of greatest need so far in her life. Yet it left her with that burden of bearing dark magic, and a holy magic bow.

Whilst the smaller injuries would heal just fine, though, a winding, serpentine-like scar was now twisting up her right arm. A mark the flares of dark magic had cut into her. So she was, as it were, permanently with this dark magic etched into her being despite it being balanced out by the holy light she possessed.

For the next three years, Zelah would be forced into training with Gerudus’ teacher for private “special sessions” on controlling the dark magic within her.

However, in these three years she became...curious. About her origins, her power, where she had come from even. She talked about it all with Gerudus, who seemed to have returned to normal for the most part after the dark magic had been removed from his body. Though riddled with guilt over what he felt he did to his adopted sister, he too felt curious about her true past and her origins.

At the end the three years, though, this culminated in Zelah declaring to her mother that she had to make her way out into the world. To explore the world beyond the sands she had grown up with, and the family/people she had come to love with all her heart....she had to find out who she was. And then, once she had done this, she would return home again. This was her promise.

Thus Zelah has set out into the Gerudo Desert, prepared and as ready as she could be for her journey at just the age of 13. Though knowing the red string of fate, it might not be too long before she begins to run into that shared destiny that awaits...

Adventure! - Stories of different worlds and realities (Private)

Diana Firebrand

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Diana had stood back, keeping an eye on things and watching for if anyone came onto her side of the smoke bomb. Seeing as how most the others had just charged in, she'd done the last task of keeping their backs watched in case someone tried to escape in this direction. Though amidst the clang and scraping of metal, and the dropping of bodies and splashing of blood, her ears were carefully picking out noises from amidst the entire mess of a battle. Dumb inmates with little time, and no weapons, couldn't be that good against fully-armed mercenaries and...whatever the last guy had been before being locked in here. As she heard the voices of others, and the thrum of magic of something having been conjured up prior, Diana began to make her way calmly into the smoke. There was no reason to worry hard about it, and if attacked she had...good means for pushing enemies back. Potentially hard enough to make indents in the stone walls.

Albeit, much like Kris had Diana nearly tripped over not one dead body, but three of the dead inmates on the floor as she made her way to the smoke-free side of the room. Her crossbow was in her hands, ready to fire at the slightest movement of her trigger finger...she only had to point the thing at a target at this point. Yet as she came onto the other side of the smoke and stood next to Kris, the dragon-blooded girl let out a small sigh at what was going on and held her crossbow at the ready just in case. Not much to say at the moment on her part, unless these 12 guys wanted to be force-flung into the back wall of this circular room and listen to the crunch of being slammed into stone.