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

[AngelOzwin]

Ferondir watched as Zeph pommeled the enemy ship with fireballs. Those could kill.

It was happening again. He had to do something. But he'd met bandits once before. and so he hesitated. Why not let them burn? He wasn't stoping his friend to save their lives. He was doing it to save Zeph's soul.

An orb spun toward deck, draining his magic on impact. The perfect time to stop his friend. He grabbed Zeph and dragged him into the ship's cabin, and away from the fight. "Stop this, this isn't who you are. It's the curse, nothing more. The real you is there. You're not a murderer. Just remember who you are. Remember us. Remeber Cassandra."

At the mention of the third in their childhood gang of three, Zeph's eyes lost the deadly spark. "I just... I couldn't stop myself..." Zeph stammered.

Ferondir crushed him in a hug. "It's fine. You didn't kill anyone we know. We'd best sit this one out, though."

Not every fight provoked Zeph's curse, but bandits had an effect on him sometimes. After all, their kind had taken Cassandra away.

[TurboBrycerox]

Guzore walked out of the ships bathroom looking quite confused.
Oh, hey brothers. Did I miss something? Sounded like fireworks out here!
He noticed the attacking ship and the many burning bandits on it, and realized they were in trouble. He wasn't particularly experienced in ranged combat, so all he could do was hope for the best. He noticed Zephyrus laying on the ship's deck with Ferondir staring at him.
Sweet Octoroks! What happened to Zeph right here?
Having lived on a mountain with rock creatures for most of his life, Guzore didn't understand the properties and effects of magic very well. All he saw was Zephyrus' body laying on the ship.

[MetaknightFan1]

Della Collern/13/Color-Blind/Tagged: Zeph, Ferondir, Jakub, Guzore/ Where: That ship

Many things were happening around Della. Crewmates were running around frantically, shots were being fainted, that guy she didn't like just fainted... it was hectic, and would worry anyone. But that's not what Della was concerned about. She was mad because no one was paying attention to her. She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, then started screaming.

[portal2lbp2]

I-I just...
He began to feel emotional, as tears welled up in his eyes.
He was hyperventilating.
After he calmed himself down, he began taking deep breaths, and exhaling.
T-Thank you. Seriously.
He inhaled and exhaled to control his emotions
I know I can be...testy... at times. but you've always been there for me, with me.
J-j-just...Thank you.
He so badly wanted to shock himself.
He knew he shouldnt... He knew it was addicting.
But it would help him... temporarily.
But he couldnt do it with Ferondir around,
It had to be a secret.
He knew that.
But that didnt stop him from wanting to.
But he couldnt even if he wanted to.
He looked down at his uncovered wrist, and he saw the burn mark.
He pulled his sleeve down to cover it, and continued inhaling and exhaling.

[AngelOzwin]

Back in the ship's cabin, Ferondir was standing with his emotional friend. Ferondir nodded. He understood completely, and he knew the strength it took to say that. Especially for someone as thickheaded as Zeph.
Zeph's eyes flashed downward.
Ferondir followed them. There was a mark on his friend's wrist. Before he could make out anymore details or identify it, Zeph pulled his sleeve down to hide it. What was going on?
He looked out the door he had left open and onto the deck. Utter chaos. He sighed. Looks like he would have to clean up the mess when this was over.
A albatross landed just outside, on the railing. From his readings, he knew this was a good sign.
He saw the captain's eyes trail it and then flick away. Of course he'd know the legend, he was a seaman.
Maybe this fight would go in their favor. He hoped so. If he died out here... he hadn't said everything he needed too, or asked nearly enough questions. What was he thinking? He wasn't going to die. This crew seemed more then able to defend the vessel.
"We're going to be fine." He said this more to encourage himself then the young man next to him. "We'll be absolutely fine," he said distantly. "Yeah..." He was thinking about Cassandra, and the night they lost her. He felt a tear roll down his cheek.
He heard Della scream. She sounded just like his lost friend.
"No. Not again." He turned back to the deck and jumped in. "Never again." He located the girl and ran toward her. Not one filthy bandit hand was going to touch her.
He reached her and readied his weapon just as planks touched deck and two dozen bandits boarded.

[portal2lbp2]

Zeph,also hearing the voice of what seemed to be Cassandra he flinched, upon associating the voice.
I've got to help.
You are weak.
Your just going to let her be taken? again?
You couldnt stop them last time and you cant stop them this time.
Shes gone, and its all your fault.
cry
You know what they must think of you.
They all hate you, no amount of fancy magic will change that
Your pathetic. Your 'friend' hates you, and so did your parents.
Is that why you killed them?

His inner demons.
SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
I WILL SAVE HER! I WILL THIS TIME!
He pounced up out of his seat, withdrawing his sword in anger.
It was too soon.
He doubled over in pain.
He fell onto the floor, unconcious

[MetaknightFan1]

Della Collern/13/Color-Blind/Tagged: Some people and some bandits/Where: A ship

While the thought was sweet, Delka wasn't exactly in as much trouble as it seemed. She just wanted some attention around here, and while she was a bit scared and upset, she did her best to hide her tears. "Finally someone noticed me!" She shouted angrily, looking at Ferondir. "How come you guys won't listen to me?! Grownups are all the same." She said, stomping her foot on the ground. "I want to go home!"

[TurboBrycerox]

Guzore knew he had to do something, but his sword was in the other room. What could he do? He couldn't just let Zephyrus and Ferondir fight them alone! He spotted some empty barrels and impulsively began picking them up and throwing them at the bandits. It successfully knocked several of them out, and appeared to be an effective strategy until one of the barrels turned out to not be empty.
Aah! *Thunk*
A strange man had fallen out of the barrel onto the ship's deck. He had black hair, a red bandana, and black and dark grey clothing.
Hey brothers, someone else decided to join the party!
Guzore suddenly realized that the poor man had just fallen out of a barrel he had picked up, and realized now probably wasn't the time for jokes.
Uh, hey brother, are you alright? What were you doing in that barrel?

[Soupysoap]

Jack saw stars as his supposedly clever hiding spot was overturned by what seemed to be a goron. There were no gorons in this crew, were there? Jack wasn't nearly as surprised as he should have been. Ever since he'd gotten on those bandits' bad side his luck had been incredibly bad. Eventually Jack remembered that that goron was still waiting for an answer.
So, I, uh, bandits... You see, I had to... Er... Long story short, I'm hiding from a group of bandits. In this barrel. Er, I was hiding in that barrel.
Jack resolved to not talk again until he stopped seeing double.

[TurboBrycerox]

Barrel man was temporarily knocked out by the impact from falling out of the barrel with such force that he wouldn't come to until the mighty moderator gods looked upon his life choices and said that it was good. Until such time, he would not speak a word.
*Lightning crackles*