[Invite-Only] Legend of Zelda: Explorers of Hyrule RPG

[edragon.dale]

Drimaethor looked down at the paper with shock. His hands started trembling. He grabbed his amulet and took a deep breath. A decendant of Link. Royal blood. How could this be?
"But if this is true,then why was I arrested if I'm of royal blood?" He said. He looked at the others and looked back at the goggled man. He looked down at his amulet again. The royal symbol with crossed blades wrapped around a red gem.

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 6 (Night)/Veneficus/156/Where: Veneficus' private study/With: Everyone

Well... not everyone in the Royal Family behaves like royalty. For example, James Ezlo, Link's son in law, left his wife and children and disappeared into the woods. Jade Talos Hyrule, the third queen, was incredibly racist towards Zoras and refused to let them into her castle. Gregal Hutchinson, the nephew of King Leo, turned himself into a demon ghost after using too much dark magic.
Guzore jumped up from his bed.
Ooh! Ooh! I know that guy! We were just at his mansion three days ago! He tried to murder all of us and possessed two of our bodies, but we went inside Zeph's mind and defeated him!
Veneficus was silent for a moment.
Hmmm, very impressive.
Amethyst spoke up.
Wait a second, if you knew that Gregal had the power and capabilities to kill people and make the world forget that they exist, why didn't you stop him?
Do you not think we tried? Ghost-demons aren't that easy to kill, especially since they're already mostly dead. I placed a spell on him that confined him to the mansion so he couldn't harm anyone elsewhere, and we warned the public not to go to the mansion.
Amethyst couldn't think of anything else to say, so she sat back down on her bed.
Anyway, Drimaethor's father Simba, whom we now refer to as just 'Bregon' betrayed the Royal Family in our last battle with the Bordix. You happen to look very much like him, and we had all thought that you died during the battle since nobody could find you. I sincerely apologize for the mix-up though.

[edragon.dale]

Drimaethor nodded.
"uh its no problem" he replied. So that explains his past.
"Well is there any way I could possibly redeem my fathers name? Like join the army or something?" He looked down at the paper and popped his neck.

[invective~directive]

Shia's eyes were closed, but she was listening. To be honest, she was waiting for everyone else to fall asleep. Sounds like they killed some ghost guy named Gregal. But he made himself that way by using dark magic? She suddenly felt afraid. That won't happen to Zeph, will it? There was no way for her to answer that.

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 6 (Night)/Veneficus/156/Where: Veneficus' private study/With: Everyone

Well, all twelve of you seem to each have something unique and special about you. If you successfully recover Jakub's sword tomorrow - or I guess before tomorrow, hohoho! Then you'll have proven yourselves worthy of being the 12 warriors spoken of in the prophecy. In the meantime, you should all get some sleep. Plus, I need to make sure the Instrument works all the way. I know that it can send people back in time, but I have no idea if it works for sending people forward as well.

[invective~directive]

Shia glanced around to make sure no one was watching. She pulled out a small, clearly aged book and began to write.

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 6 (Night)/Veneficus/156/Where: Veneficus' private study/With: Everyone

After everyone found their own place to sleep, bed or not, Veneficus went downstairs.
(Italics means that they're just thoughts)
I hope this works... I've been testing timeshift stones for awhile now, but it's difficult to regulate how much time energy is output on the source, and I don't even know if it has the capability to send someone forward in time.
Veneficus took off his helmet and rubbed his temples.
It's hard to think when my head's surrounded by metal all day... It's nice to be able to get some fresh air, so to speak.
Veneficus picked up various tools made out of timeshift stones that he had constructed. He picked up a scepter and aimed it at an apple. The scepter shot out a blue beam of light at the apple, causing a bright mist to appear with an apple seed remaining on the table. He pulled out a book and started reading it for awhile. After a few minutes, he snapped his fingers.
Aha! A user-controlled variable!
He quickly looked around to make sure nobody had woken up and come to see him.
If I create a device that yields a different result depending on the user input, it'll be able to perform a range of time-bending tasks. I could craft it like an instrument to be played.
Veneficus casted a silence spell so his noise wouldn't wake anyone, and began hammering and chiseling away at a fresh timeshift stone while adding various other ingredients to it.

~~~ THE NEXT MORNING ~~~

Veneficus put his helmet on and ran upstairs. A few people were awake and stirring in their beds, and some were still in deep sleep.
Hey hey hey, good morning, my 12 warriors! Guess what I just made?
Veneficus pulled out a blue instrument from under his cloak.

I call it the Ocarina of Time!

[AngelOzwin]

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Before the morning came...

Ferondir heard the rustling of paper--such a wonderful sound--and looked over.
Shia was carefully writing in an aged book.
He wasn't supposed to have seen that; he looked away.
But he wondered what she was writing as he drifted to sleep. Maybe it was her diary. Or a long letter to someone she lost. He'd written a few. He always burned them. It was said that gods could smell the smoke, maybe Freya had too. Somehow. It's okay if she didn't get them. She knew he loved her. He had burned one on his last night in Mira.

Della slept calmly at the foot of Ferondir's bed. She has nothing to be afraid of, nothing to haunt her dreams.

(Permission obtained from Della's puppeteer)

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Several hours later...

"A what?" Ferondir asked. Veneficus was holding something that resembled a yam that had been converted into a musical wind instrument.
Della hadn't left his side since last night.
He hardly noticed her. All this advanced magic was far to interesting. "What'd you make it for? Is it a way back?"

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 7 (Morning)/Veneficus/156/Where: Veneficus' private study/With: Everyone

Precisely, my good boy! I've calculated the appropriate pitch, tune, frequency, and amplitude of the auditory sounds that will need to be produced by this instrument to send a group of twelve 100 years back in time, and it's gonna take a lot more than a few breaths. If we were sending one person ten years into the past, it could easily be played by a Hylian, but for this trick, I've created a machine capable of playing the right tune to send you to the right time period.
Veneficus pulled a curtain to the side, revealing a complex contraption full of gears, pipes, tubes, and levers. There was an open slot for the Ocarina to go in, with a tube to be attached to the mouthpiece and several small rods to block the air holes when needed. Several pipes and levers led out of the machine and attached to a stationary bike meant to power it.
So, the plan is that I will send you back in time to when past Jakub still had the sword. Present Jakub will lead you all to where he put it on his ship before it was lost, and you'll track where it went after that. Hopefully it was misplaced or moved and we can fix it quickly, but you never know with ship cargo. The most important thing you must remember is to not cause any major changes in History or talk to younger Jakub. Once our timeline splits into two, there will be no way for you to return to this one, and we'll be doomed to an untimely fate. Any questions?

[AzuniCatto]

Sapphire had woken up to hear Veneficus's explanation, and crawled out from underneath the bed. She heard him ask about questions and something he said sunk in. "A-a ship? Like, a real one? Do we really have to go on it?" Sapphire started to tremble, memories of the pirate ship haunting her.