Y'know I'm willing to bet my Megaton Hammer that Argon knows who Karu is. The de facto leader of the Gorons would most certainly have met with the Zora royalty at some point for diplomatic reasons.
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For those curious, I wrote Argon while imagining him having a Michael Clarke Duncan voice. If you don't know, he was Kingpin in the Daredevil movie, and the voice of Kilowog in the Green Lantern movie.
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It was also in Thor with a bunch of rednecks. Even hooked it up to a truck to try and move it. Ripped out it's rear bumper and, I think, the rear axle.
Right, that too. Either way, it was hilarious and I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to reference it.
Okay, yes, I admit it. I totally stole the "trying to the lift the hammer" scene from Age of Ultron. In my defense, that scene was flipping awesome and I just couldn't resist doing something similar.
In the corner of the massive hall there sat a conspicuous-looking boulder. Not really a boulder, though, since any person worth their salt could tell a boulder from a curled up Goron, and any who couldn't were in for a rude surprise should they have tried to disturb the aforementioned "boulder". This wasn't just any Goron either, not at all. Nearby the Goron a rather famous hammer sat on the floor with it's handle pointed straight up. The Megaton Hammer was one of the more famous weapons the Hero once carried, but nowadays it was once again in the possession of the Goron people, where it rightfully belonged.
Amusingly, there was a small crowd of men around the hammer. They seemed to be taking turns attempting to lift it, but none of them could. Even the biggest and strongest of the men couldn't budge the hammer so much as an inch. This little "show" had started up several minutes ago, when said group of men mocked the idea of a hammer being sacred or magical. It was just a hammer after all, right? "If it's just a hammer, then by all means, take it..." the Goron had said earlier with his deep and powerful voice before dropping the weapon on its current spot on the ground, but added with a grin, "...if you can, that is." and that's how it started. First a couple of the men tried, but when they couldn't move the hammer, others watching gave it a try. At one point several men at once tried to lift the hammer with their combined strength, but still it didn't move.
The Goron knew, of course, that the hammer could never be lifted by such men. The Gorons, having become much less trusting of outsiders after the Hero's turn to evil, had a very special enchantment placed on their sacred hammer so that it could never again fall into the hands of evil. From that day forward, the hammer could only ever be lifted by one with a strong and worthy heart. Anything less, and the hammer would be heavy as a mountain. So really, all these men were only proving that they had weak hearts, not at all hero material as the guild's posters called for.
The Goron, named Argon, curled into a ball out of boredom after a while, but let the gathered men continue trying to lift the hammer. It was a good thing he'd eaten a feast of a breakfast that morning before departing from Death Mountain, because the food offered here at the hall contained absolutely no rocks whatsoever. In fact almost all the food were mostly popular Hylian dishes, indicating the apparent crowd the hosts were expecting. In their defense, none of the posters had been sent to Death Mountain, its trails and cliffs becoming even more dangerous in recent years. It was sheer happenstance that the wind managed to blow a poster far enough up the mountain for one of the Gorons to find it and show it to Argon, their de facto leader. The Goron warrior decided to make the journey to this hall to see just how serious these people were about protecting the land. So far he was not impressed.
He finally uncurled when a masked man spoke from the stage. This was also enough to disperse the crowd from the Megaton Hammer as well. And as the man spoke, more and more of the men who scoffed at the hammer left the hall until Argon found himself alone at his particular corner of the hall. Finally, a woman spoke, assuring everyone that this was no joke. This got a chuckle from the Goron, who spoke up with his strong, stoic voice, "Not a joke, eh? It better not be. I didn't climb all the way down from Death Mountain just to get a laugh."
Amusingly, there was a small crowd of men around the hammer. They seemed to be taking turns attempting to lift it, but none of them could. Even the biggest and strongest of the men couldn't budge the hammer so much as an inch. This little "show" had started up several minutes ago, when said group of men mocked the idea of a hammer being sacred or magical. It was just a hammer after all, right? "If it's just a hammer, then by all means, take it..." the Goron had said earlier with his deep and powerful voice before dropping the weapon on its current spot on the ground, but added with a grin, "...if you can, that is." and that's how it started. First a couple of the men tried, but when they couldn't move the hammer, others watching gave it a try. At one point several men at once tried to lift the hammer with their combined strength, but still it didn't move.
The Goron knew, of course, that the hammer could never be lifted by such men. The Gorons, having become much less trusting of outsiders after the Hero's turn to evil, had a very special enchantment placed on their sacred hammer so that it could never again fall into the hands of evil. From that day forward, the hammer could only ever be lifted by one with a strong and worthy heart. Anything less, and the hammer would be heavy as a mountain. So really, all these men were only proving that they had weak hearts, not at all hero material as the guild's posters called for.
The Goron, named Argon, curled into a ball out of boredom after a while, but let the gathered men continue trying to lift the hammer. It was a good thing he'd eaten a feast of a breakfast that morning before departing from Death Mountain, because the food offered here at the hall contained absolutely no rocks whatsoever. In fact almost all the food were mostly popular Hylian dishes, indicating the apparent crowd the hosts were expecting. In their defense, none of the posters had been sent to Death Mountain, its trails and cliffs becoming even more dangerous in recent years. It was sheer happenstance that the wind managed to blow a poster far enough up the mountain for one of the Gorons to find it and show it to Argon, their de facto leader. The Goron warrior decided to make the journey to this hall to see just how serious these people were about protecting the land. So far he was not impressed.
He finally uncurled when a masked man spoke from the stage. This was also enough to disperse the crowd from the Megaton Hammer as well. And as the man spoke, more and more of the men who scoffed at the hammer left the hall until Argon found himself alone at his particular corner of the hall. Finally, a woman spoke, assuring everyone that this was no joke. This got a chuckle from the Goron, who spoke up with his strong, stoic voice, "Not a joke, eh? It better not be. I didn't climb all the way down from Death Mountain just to get a laugh."
He watched the temple raise up from the ground, but it only made Cyrus more on edge. It was the uneasy sensation of being watched, and Cyrus had long since learned to take those instincts seriously. It had, on multiple occasions, saved his life. This moment, however, something was off. He felt uneasy, but that was all. The only presence he felt were those he had arrived with, and nothing more. Either someone was very good at hiding, or Cyrus' "healthy" paranoia was getting the better of him. Either way, he entered the temple without a second thought. If half the stories he'd heard about this place were true, then it was likely the safest place they could be in.
When he felt the power of his Keyblades vanish after entering the temple's threshold, he knew that was a good start. This cathedral, this whole world for that matter, was considered neutral ground for a reason. And the temple itself having the power to nullify just about all the powers of those who entered it was one of those reasons, because it meant that fighting in this place was next to impossible. Of course, it didn't stop Cyrus from feeling more vulnerable, but he would just have to get used to that until they were ready to depart. The temple's entryway was essentially an ante room that split off into three distinct paths. Arthal volunteered to take the center path and advised the group to split up between the light path on the right, and the dark path on the left.
Cyrus might have voiced his disagreement with the idea of splitting the party - in his experience it always ended in disaster - but people were already splitting off down their chosen paths. With a sigh of brief contempt, Cyrus took the path on the left. Objects of dark power, even when locked behind barriers, had a nasty habit of bringing out the greed in people. Cyrus knew this from experience, and decided he would be more helpful keeping a watchful eye on that side of the temple, just in case. Admittedly, Cyrus was being a bit paranoid of his teammates. However, if he learned anything from the war, it was that it's better to be prepared for something that doesn't happen than to be caught off guard by something that did.
When he felt the power of his Keyblades vanish after entering the temple's threshold, he knew that was a good start. This cathedral, this whole world for that matter, was considered neutral ground for a reason. And the temple itself having the power to nullify just about all the powers of those who entered it was one of those reasons, because it meant that fighting in this place was next to impossible. Of course, it didn't stop Cyrus from feeling more vulnerable, but he would just have to get used to that until they were ready to depart. The temple's entryway was essentially an ante room that split off into three distinct paths. Arthal volunteered to take the center path and advised the group to split up between the light path on the right, and the dark path on the left.
Cyrus might have voiced his disagreement with the idea of splitting the party - in his experience it always ended in disaster - but people were already splitting off down their chosen paths. With a sigh of brief contempt, Cyrus took the path on the left. Objects of dark power, even when locked behind barriers, had a nasty habit of bringing out the greed in people. Cyrus knew this from experience, and decided he would be more helpful keeping a watchful eye on that side of the temple, just in case. Admittedly, Cyrus was being a bit paranoid of his teammates. However, if he learned anything from the war, it was that it's better to be prepared for something that doesn't happen than to be caught off guard by something that did.
I'm thinking we should just move forward now. I mean we've all reacted to the Keyholes already, so I don't see much reason to keep reacting to them.
Rangers tend to need stealth to some degree as well you know. Wouldn't make very good hunters if their prey could always hear them or see them taking aim, right?
It's not a particularly one-sided ratio. We seem to have nearly as many fighter type characters (4, possibly 5 since I could be miscounting or misinterpreting characters). But mages? Now there's our minority. 2, by my count, so yeah. A good magic related crisis would probably spell our doom since we'd have so few people capable of countering it. :D
It's not a particularly one-sided ratio. We seem to have nearly as many fighter type characters (4, possibly 5 since I could be miscounting or misinterpreting characters). But mages? Now there's our minority. 2, by my count, so yeah. A good magic related crisis would probably spell our doom since we'd have so few people capable of countering it. :D
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But my guy's not a thief or an assassin.
And I never claimed he was. But seriously, look at the character roster, there's more stealth characters than just about anything else.
With so many variants of Thieves and Assassins I'm starting to expect this to become Metal Gear Zelda. In which case the hulking Goron blacksmith with a big-ass hammer might have a bit of a problem. <_<
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