Lugubrious

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Edit: Nevermind, as I posted this you answered my question.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

I've seen Hyrule Total War and I loved it. You could easily place the Cliff Lords' area of origin far beyond the Gerudo Desert, and rather than simply wanting to explore you could give him some sort of mission from the high-ups of the Legion. However, HTW isn't exactly canon, so if Baklava wants to take the Zelda Wiki as gospel there may be some problems.

On an IC note, I feel as if Christmas has come early. This situation could not have been crafted more perfectly for me, Baklava, so for that I thank you. Will you be wanting to control the two captors or can I? I'm not one for powerplaying but Cain has a pretty incredible advantage in this situation. I feel a good deal depends on when exactly 'the boss' is going to arrive.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Ah, a Darknut! Very nice. He seems very powerful, by kept from being overpowered by an uncharacteristic generosity and dogmatic sense of honor. We'll have to see what Baklava thinks; I'm pretty sure there are still two or so more spaces open, so availability shouldn't be an issue. You did, however, miss the 'brief description' bit for your guy's talents, as well as leave the character sheet exposition in there.

Look forward to playing with you.

Pokemon: The Spectre Conspiracy

You can play as any race in LOZ WITN, so long as it's executed properly.

I got the PM, and haven't responded. Still thinking. There's not really too much choice. I think we have a while before any of that comes into play, so it's not urgent that I make those decisions, is it?

And post to your heart's content.

Pokemon: The Spectre Conspiracy

Seeing as you have so many RPs going, RBY, it might not be the best time to posit this to all of you but I might as well.

If any of you are fans of the Zelda series, an RP called Whispers in the Night has just reopened signups for a limited time. We're still early in the story, so there's plenty of opportunity to get involved. I know I'd love RPing with you guys there, so check it out if you have the time and let me know what you think.

Pokemon: The Spectre Conspiracy

Sensing that Miu was about to deny Charlie's request, possibly with the addition of another cutting remark, Jess bulldozed right over her. "Sure thing! We're headed that way anyway. The Pokemon Professor herself has asked us to go to Snowbelle City." She turned back in the general direction of the pathway, though her eyes were still fixated on the boy's map, identifying familiar locations. For the moment, it seemed she had forgotten all about her Zubat in the excitement of meeting and dealing with this new person. She turned in such a way that she was between Miu and Charlie, and she motioned for him to walk with her. "Come on!"

Meanwhile, in the brush, Belial reacted to the cackle with a second of hesitation. He had been expecting anger, even a full-on battle. Instead, he found his potential aggression rebuffed by the Gastly's joviality. Once he had realized this, he perked up from a ready stance and breathed in deeply, getting a feel for the other Pokemon's powerful scent. He found the unmistakable, enjoyable aroma of a poison-type on his tongue, which settled the matter. With a happy squeak he executed a series of little flapping jumps, moving around the ghost and taking in his scent as the Ghastly examined him.

The two might have commenced playing around had both their trainers not started moving away together. Not wanting to be separated from his partner, Belial fluttered across the loamy soil until he was free of any vegetation and then took to the air in a flurry of frantically beating wings. In no time at all he was darting through the still forest air to land on his trainer's shoulder. No doubt the Gastly would be doing something similar.

Pokemon: The Spectre Conspiracy

I'll get to it shortly.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

All this lovey-dovey stuff is going to drive Cain nuts.

Welcome, Guy. I'll look forward to playing with you, and seeing any more characters you might come up with.

In other news, both Nuttyjigs and Mizos have rebuffed my invitation. We'll be seeing neither of them.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Frore had disregarded Lethe's recommendation and instead quietly had continued to improve her speech while Cain spoke with Izzaz. When ordered to seek the other ones, she had obliged, moving slowly and deliberation down the graveyard path. As a Hylian, her distinctive movement style seemed less like that of a lumbering brute and more like careful, soldierly grace.

Halfway down the dusty road the butt of her spear dragged along the ground and slipped out of her fingers. Frore attempted to grab it, but failed. When the weapon hit the earth, the hidden mechanism in the shaft activated and contracted the spear until it was little more than a foot-long pole, easily concealable beneath the former Chilfos' inverted cloak. Not registering that she had to conceal the item, however, Frore continued on her path simply holding it in her hand.

Before long, she was back in Kakariko as well. It was slow going; while she didn't generate nearly the response as she had as a seven-foot monster, a six-foot woman still presented something of an obstacle. Despite having only a dim idea of what she was looking for, Frore gave it her best shot. Several minutes into her walk, she came upon a familiar sight: the child she had encountered and accidentally hurt earlier. The little girl, still looking out for potential friends, laughed when she saw Frore and raced over to hug her leg. The girl's mother, now more perceptive of potential danger, quickly walked after her and stopped dead when she saw Frore. Of course, she was no longer a Chilfos, but she still significantly resembled one given her height and lack of color. Just as the mother was about to intercede, Frore knelt down for the second time that day, and patted the child's shoulder before looking up. “Good girl!” Though she spoke like an idiot, it was obvious that she was genuine. “Now, back to mom.” The child obliged, and the mother gave Frore a reluctant smile. Frore's lips trembled, attempting to emulate the expression and failing. The two parted ways somewhat awkwardly, and Frore continued her search.

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Only a hundred feet away from the plaza where he had encountered Potemno, Cain halted once again. His mind was racing, reconsidering something he himself had said only seconds ago. A fishy merchant...a masked man...of course! He had seen those people before, less than an hour ago. Cursing himself for missing something so obvious, Cain hastily backtracked until he was back in the area where he had seen the red-haired girl selling fish and the lovestruck oaf that had literally swept her off her feet. Unfortunately, neither of them seemed to be here. After finding the girl's booth under the watch of someone else, presumably a friend, he widened his search to encompass all nearby vendors and stalls. By chance he laid eyes upon several of the silly-looking toys the masked man had been selling, though this time a young man clothed in garb befitting a ranch hand was in charge of them.

So, it seemed that both had left their stock behind and departed. He suspected that hey were together; if not, his task would be doubly difficult. With nothing to go on in terms of determining their location, he decided that a vantage point was necessary to figure out where to begin. Luckily, Matt's stall was outfitted with a tall, ostentatious pole displaying the proud colors and emblem of Lon Lon Ranch, just as extravagant as its sign. No wonder it was so popular. Cain wormed his way up to the tip of the pole, and there assumed his half-bodied form. Having no weight, he was easily able to balance on the tip of the long, metal rod and survey the surrounding area. He had little worry that he might be discovered, since his shadowy body was hard enough to see and few to no people would be looking up at a time when everything interesting was on the ground.

Unfortunately, nothing seemed to be particularly indicative of either of his targets. Though his position afforded him a great view of the streets and plazas, the spaces between buildings and booths were hidden to him. Just as he was beginning to settle on the idea that he'd need to slog through each alley individually, the crisp sound of shattering pots greeted his ears from the right. Like a hound on the scent, he dived off the pole and returned to shadowform simultaneously. It only took a few precision jumps for him to end up in the shadow of a furious, elderly vendor confronting both the fish girl and the masked man.

What luck! Once his initial elation had died down, Cain examined the situation more closely. The salesman's hand was extended in the signature sign beckoning for money. The girl seemed gravely concerned, and since she wasn't in the process of filling the vendor's outstretched paw with rupees Cain guessed she was unable to fulfill his demands. She also looked understandably reluctant to ask her romantic companion for aid. Though the potter was only doing what anyone else would have done in his situation, Cain did not relish the idea of him calling the guards on the people he wanted to bring in himself. Even an extended encounter would quickly wear on his patience. He seriously toyed with the idea of using his trichomancy to choke out the potter and leave him unconscious. For now, though, he'd see what his prospective companions would do.

Dungeon Keepers

I'll do a short post with Conquest soon.