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

[portal2lbp2]

"I could help you out, you know..." Shia said tentatively.
A cold, distant laugh echoed throughout the room.
"I may not look very wizardly, but I do use magic." Her voice reverberated slightly against the cold stone dimension in which she was kept. However, no other response was found.
"I'm learning how to, anyway... She thought.
"Ferondir... He wouldn't have taught me real magic, anyway. He probably wouldn't trust me with it."
Shortly after that thought, a brittle wind blew through dull tower.
Her thoughts intrigued him. Not because he wanted or was even interested in help, but because taking Shia from Ferondir would bring him such pleasure. The devastation it would cause him be... delicious.
He might even begin to see it his way.
The torch light flickered- at some point in the darkness Dark Zeph reappeared, mere inches from Shia.
Quickly, he pulled down the hood of his cloak, smirking unsettlingly.
"Well, you're right." He chuckled slightly- a dark, twisted laugh. "His philosophy on the concepts of magic are... misinformed. Zephyrus used to agree, until he began tampering with concepts beyond his Hylian comprehensions- That sword. A shame it could never be mine." He thought about that for a second longer. "No matter, because of his experimenting he led way for me- to enlighten him."
"If real magic is what you want... you might be useful after all." He said, talking more-so to himself. As if speaking his thoughts out loud was only for Shia's benefit- as if it's infinite knowledge was so valuable to her.
Quickly, yet surprisingly gently given the situation, he placed his hand around Shia's temple. Turning his head in observation.
He was looking at her, but not at her.
"Surprising. You actually have... potential." He said, possibly concealing actual surprise at what he saw and felt.
He lowered his hand. Smirking slightly.
"You understand what joining me would mean, don't you child?" He said, curiously. As if entertaining the idea of letting her accompany him amused him.

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Shiallia - Throne Room - Dark Zeph

Shia inhaled sharply as Zeph appeared in front of her. His behavior was certainly disturbing, but she was relieved that he hadn't left her there alone. His comment on her usefulness made her a little nervous, though - she didn't think she'd be that helpful to someone as powerful as he was. "... Potential? Uh, thanks...?" She considered his question uncomfortably for a moment. "Well... Not, uh, not really," she admitted hesitantly.

[portal2lbp2]

Dark Zeph's curiosity moved to intrigue yet again.
"You will be removed. Forgotten. Entropy would exact upon your history, as it does all. Millennia will pass as moments, moments to seconds, Entire lives will fade away before your eyes. Everything and everyone you know will become irrelevant. However, all of this will be in exchange. In exchange for enlightenment. I will show you everything. Time, Space, Magic. Real magic. You will see wonders beyond belief. The magic of eons. Powers beyond reality. gods. Older gods. gods older than Nayru herself. The gods that created the concept of the tetraforce itself. You will be elevated. Finally, again, I may see eternity as exciting. Things become boring when you're by yourself for as long as I have been." Dark Zeph said all this rather quickly, hopeful. Almost pleased with himself, as it would seem.
With that, Dark Zeph took a step back.
"Join me, Shia. With you by my side, Chaos will reign. There's a spark in you. Something useful. Something... malicious. Pure. Join me, and become the Mistress of Chaos."
There was a fire in his eyes. There was a feeling in the air, an energy. It was vibrant. Potential. Expectant. As if her answer would ignite something powerful. It was an almost tangible force.
The amber-tinted light from the slow-burning flames around them cast ghastly shadows across his face, silhouetting practically everything but his outstretched hand and focused, supernatural eyes.

[invective~directive]

Shiallia - Throne Room - Dark Zeph

Shia made a face, some mix of astonishment and concern. "That, uh... Wow. That sounds pretty... Intense." She was silent for a few moments. "I..." Her expression shifted to uncertainty, then a sort of fake confidence. "I'll do it." She met at his unnatural gaze evenly, a small part of her excited, the rest horrified.

[portal2lbp2]

Dark Zeph breathed deeply, inhaling the her concern. Fear. Bewilderment.
He loved the feeling of uncertainty.
Naturally, he intended to farm as much emotion off of her as possible, what happened to her after that would be of no concern.
"I'll do it." After she spoke, the same dark, erratic laugh filled the room as Dark Zeph's image distorted.
"Well then, first thing's first. You can't be having anything holding you back, now can you? Let's see how your loose-ends are doing. I'm sure they've missed you-" He paused for a moment, a look of amusement on his expression. "-Ferociously."
He gestured in the direction where the throne would be in the other perception.
As he did, an iridescent mist trickled down from the air, as illusion and space magic began to raise the veil surrounding Shia and Sapphire's perceptions.
-- Moments after the last post--
As the sound that came from the throne being struck with the sword dissipated, Dark Zeph's careless and bored expression faded into amusement and entertainment.
Momentarily, he looked back to Guzore.
Dark Zeph strode back to his throne and, aided by supernatural force, quickly placed his hand on Guzore's mana shield and tapped it.
As he did, a dark purple rune manifested on the shield, then quickly dispersed into waves of energy, travelling backwards through the magic feed.
This spell causing both Guzore and Ferondir alike to experience disorienting, temporary, vertigo.
Seconds later, the spell was over and Guzore was next to Ferondir a few feet away, off the throne platform.
"Pardon the interruption, but I have some very exciting news."
Dark Zeph gestured in the direction of where Shia would be in her perception, should she have been visible to the others.
A translucent, iridescent mist revealed the veil which separated their perceptions.
Spatial distortions rapidly confused the area around them.
As quickly as it started it was over, and standing in the once empty location was Shia.
The fog now dissipated, welcoming Shia into the spatially altered throne room.
He dramatically, with a pleased smile, extended his hand to her from across the room.
"Care to join me, dear Shia?"

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 8 (Evening)/Guzore/20/Where: Dalgar's Tower/With: Dark Zeph, Ferondir, Shialia, Cassie, and Sapphire

Guzore felt himself get thrown through the air as the room spun around him. There was slightly more varied colors of streams of magical energy shooting through the air than usual. He couldn't quite tell the difference between his dizziness and the actual distortions in the room's structure. He saw his sword leave his hand and drift away from him in the air. My sword... it's...
Time seemed to go in slow motion as his sword tilted from side to side, falling further out of his reach.
...swangin...
Thud.
Guzore felt the ground again and regained some of his composure. He saw Zeph and Shia in what may have at some point been the center of the room. It was difficult for Guzore to tell where everyone was because the room had begun to look like a Salvador Dali painting.
Care to join me, dear Shia? The Dark Zeph beckoned.
Guzore gasped and attempted to get up back onto his feet.
No! Don't do it, Shia! Guzore exclaimed, falling over from exhaustion. Augh, this is really gonna hurt tomorrow morning.

[AngelOzwin]

Initiate Ferondir of Mira ~ A tower ~ Present Time
He watched as Guzore lunged, and smiled at the failed attempts of the demon to stop the charge. The sword swung. It was going to hit!
No. Somehow it missed. Ferondir blinked and shook his head. The Shade of Zeph had moved so fast, it seemed that he'd just teleported.
A rune flickered to life on the goron's shield. "[Expletive]," Ferondir muttered, deciphering it, and broke his connection to Guzore.
He hadn't, however, reacted quickly enough, and the feedback energy hit him with only slightly diminished force.
Next thing he knew, a splitting pain erupted in his skull and something warm spread over the back of his head.
He lay there on the ground for a moment, dizzy and in pain before forcing himself to rise.
He looked up and spotted Shia, who seemingly had materialized out of thin air.
"Care to join me, dear Shia?"
Ferondir looked into Zeph's face. Greed. Victory. Pride.
He was gesturing to Shia as a prize; A piece of meat that the demon had caught.
"No." Ferondir muttered. Maybe it wasn't too late. He stumbled forward, and called to Shia. "Don't!" He steadied himself and stepped closer, so he only needed to speak. "It's a trick, Shia. He's using you."

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Shiallia - Throne Room - Dark Zeph, Ferondir, Guzore

Shia gave a mock bow, stepping to stand beside Dark Zeph. She drew her knife with one hand, and put the other in her pocket. As Guzore spoke, she looked sideways, unwilling to meet his gaze. Despite her actions, she honestly believed that the goron was a truly good person. However, her guilt turned to coldness as Ferondir spoke. "Of course he is," she answered dismissively. "Is that not the purpose of all alliances? To use others?" She shot him an icy glare. "You of all people should know that."

[TurboBrycerox]

Day 8 (Evening)/Ashley/420/Where: Ice Mountain/With: Leto

Ashley walked along the snowy hillside with Leto, still sore from their battle at Eldin Volcano earlier that day.
Whoa, Leto! My fire senses are tingling! Ashley announced. Somebody somewhere just got seriously burned.

[Mostach]

& Specles & & / Eclipse Super Yacht / Sea

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"Honestly, I'm getting a bit bored of only eating popcorn, do you think we can go back to mainland?" Oprah said.
"Uhhhh..... yes." Ravoo replied with a smile full of popcorn.