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Open The Much Talked-about Zelda RPG

Thanks for adding the Rito, Cinderpelt! By the way, I think PokeCircus might be dying...

Name: Talon Orre
Race: Rito
Gender: Male
Appearance: Has mostly white feathers with some black feathers on his arms, black rings around his eyes, and completely black hands so that it looks like he's wearing gloves; wears an open red robe with black shirt and pants, and his shirt has the light blue symbol of Nayru on it (Nayru's symbol is the sacred symbol of the Rito and the Zora); he also carries a standard Rito Mail Bag, which he wears on his belt
Personality: Can be lazy and forget things easily, but enjoys a good battle and will do what is necissary to beat Ganon; prefers being on a team rather than traveling alone
Weapon: Grapple Hook (which all Rito have), Crossbow and arrows, and short sword
Backround Information: At 14 years old, Talon is a year too young to recieve his wings yet. Both of his parents are alive in the Rito City, and his dad works in the Hyrulean Post Office as a mail sorter. Talon wishes to join the fight against Ganon, so after two years of weapons training, he has left home to find a group of rebels to join.
 
Name: Fletch
Race: Sheikah
Gender: Male
Appearance: His hair is grey, but has a slightly bluish tint because he's partly Hylian. He keeps his hair in a loose ponytail with bangs that go down to his nose in the front. His eyes are deep red and have three black lines extending from the bottom of each of them - face paint to mark his status. Fletch wears a loose white shirt with flowing sleeves that reach his elbows. Sewn into this are fragments of armour. Below that, he wears a long black t-shirt with a tight collar that covers his neck. He also wears gloves that reach his elbows and go around his middle finger. His pants are more simple. They are grey, somewhat baggy, and fall down to his feet, where he wears Impa-esque boots that go under his pants up to his knees.
Personality: He was raised as a Sheikah and embraces their culture deeply. His goal in life is to someday become the protector of the prince or princess of Hyrule. He is stern and takes his duties seriously, but also has a lot of compassion. Fletch can be a bit uppity regarding the fact that he alone seems to remember the stories of his folk, and might even be a bit condescending to other Sheikah who do not. He does not so much hold himself in high regard as he is proud of his heritage. Underneath it all, Fletch does not like to fight and would rather talk things out when possible.
Weapon: A bow with silver inlay and a dagger that was supposedly passed down by his family. He carries a stock of Deku Nuts with him in case he needs to disappear, however.
Backround Information: Fletch was not raised by his parents. He was instead taken by Sheikah elders who wanted to pass on the Sheikah way and taught by them to be skilled in anything that a protector of Hyrule's bloodline might need to know. One by one, they all died of old age, leaving him to seemingly carry on the legacy alone. Fletch doesn't like to talk about what happened from that point on in his life - how someone so blatantly Sheikahn survived Ganondorf's rage is still unkown to others.

Edit: Darn, beaten to the last spot. Shall I delete my character?
 
Name: Lynniria
Race: Sheikah
Gender: Female
Appearance: She has bright red eyes and dark brown hair that flows to her knees. It is naturally white, but she dies it brown with herbs. She is about 5' tall and quite slim. She generally wears a darker gray cloak over her clothes, which consist of a very loose dark brown skirt with shorts underneath a loose, light brown tunic and a black belt. The shiekah symbol is sewn into the back of her cape.
Personality: Lynniria is persistent and unrelentless as far as her personal goals go, but prefers not to interact with others much, though in most worlds there is no avoiding it. She will talk to you if you initiate conversation, but unless you somehow catch her interest she'll provide you with no more than idle chitchat and common knowledge.
Weapon: She has a bow and arrow and a wide variety of seeds and herbs which she is doing her best to teach herself about.
Background Information: Her mother taught her about the legends of the Shiekah and about how they swore they would protect the royal family, and about Link and Zelda and all of their adventures. Her father died shortly after she was born, so she never knew him. However, her mother was killed in an 'accident', involving Ganon's magic. No one is quite sure what happened, but Lynniria is sure she was murdered. Since, Lynniria as been living with random strangers who couldn't tell a Shiekah from a Minish if they tried, and working off her frustration by practicing the skills Sheikah used in the old days-or at least trying.
 
Er, no, I was going to leave spots open anyway, Meririn. You can still join.

Right, let's start. As I said, anybody can still join. *Needs moar Gorons*

Starr sighed, looking down at the sketch in front of him with bleary eyes. The moon was already shining brightly in through some of the cracks in the tree stump, and he hadn't even made two step's worth of progress since the day began. "I could probably sneak past that group of soldiers behind that thicket of trees, but that'll add another day or two to the trip...and again, there's always a possibility that there are soldiers on that trail, too..." He decided that he'd done enough for the night, and stumbled outside through an opening in the tree trunk. "Sticky? Are you out there? I need your help." After a few moments a soft jiggling and bobbling announced Sticky's arrival. "Right. Sticky, could you see if there would be any guards close enough to me to see me 437 paces south, 159 paces east of Castle Town? Thanks." The blue blob nodded its head, and Starr walked back inside and collapsed onto a soft mushroom.


Edit: Accepted, *~[insert name here]~*.


(Also guys this RPG needs a name and I mean a REAL NAME and I suck at naming things help.)
 
Vendetta scratched his head as he awoke. His sleep patterns were all over the place lately. In his humble little hollow in the Minish Woods, he felt safe, knowing everyone thought they were empty and therefore no one would attack him.
"Another day of hiding I guess..."
 
Ina wrapped her cape tightly around herself. It was dark, and she would blend in. She pulled the hood of the cape up to cover her hair. The girl walked onward, listening for the sound of soldiers, anybody who might harm her. The girl was in Hyrule field, but getting closer to the edge. When she did, she didn't know what she planned on doing. Ina guessed she'd be near the ocean if she kept going straight, but that wouldn't help. However, anything seemed better than just sitting around Kakariko, doing nothing to help.
 
"One of these days..."

A lone Zora swam through the water, no purpose in mind. The night was clear, and her family was asleep, so why not? Although Raisu doubted she'd find her mother wandering like this. It hadn't worked before, after all. But something was different. The water was getting shallower. Was she nearing the shore already?

"I haven't been to the shore in days..." she muttered. Deciding that it might be a good idea, her head broke the surface and she allowed her feet to touch the land below her
. With that, she strode out of the water, staring at the sky.
 
Ina looked at the ocean. It was still pretty far, but in sight. A humanoid figure emerged from the water, barely visible because of the distance. Curious, she began silently running. The girl let the hood over her head drop and pulled the feather out of her hair, just in case. She had been wandering alone for days, not seeing anybody.
 
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Starr woke in the middle of the night to an odd, urgent wiggling. Starr stared out the opening to the faint blue shape. "What is it, Sticky...? I didn't expect you to be back 'till morning..." Starr yawned and laid down again, but the wiggling became louder, and then a crash, and then more wiggling. Starr lifted his head to see that the Chu-chu had smashed right through half of the stump. "What the...? What's gotten in t-" Starr was cut off as Sticky slammed into Starr and Starr was stuck deep in the goo. Starr then wobbled hurriedly off in the quickest direction out of the forest - also blocked off by a hoard of guards. "Sticky! Wait! Slow down! Uncle! You're gonna endanger all of the Minish species, including me!" Soon enough they emerged into Hyrule Field, and Starr waited to be impaled on a fork. But no forks of doom flew out of the sky to stab him. "Wha...? They're always guarding this area..." Looking around, there were no soldiers anywhere in sight. "I wonder where they all are? Attacking Death Mountain or Kakariko, maybe? Oh, well. Better for us. Charge!"
 
Raisu continued forward, discontinuing her staring at the sky. But the moment she did so, she spotted something peculiar. A girl. Running toward the shore, and she appeared to have a feather in her hand. Then again, it was hard to tell if it was actually a feather.

"Who IS that...?" Raisu muttered to herself, continuing her steady gait forward. Her hand flew to the hilt of her shortsword, in case the girl was a guard or decided to attack.
 
Ina realized the other person was looking at her and stopped awkwardly, tripping on a rock. Not the most graceful of appearences. The feather hit the rock, making an odd metallic clink. Turning red, Ina picked it up and put it back in her hair, standing up.
"I'm an idiot.."
She pulled the hood of the cape over her head, praying that the person hadn't seen that. She called out softly,
"Hello? I'm not trying to hurt anyone. Assuming nobody attacks me. I look like an idiot.. I can't believe I did that."
 
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Fletch sat on one of the roofs of Kakariko, watching the town go about its usual business. He put it upon himself to make sure that no one got mugged and that the sleepy little village stayed safe. It was warm out, so he didn't mind his self-appointed job. In fact, he was thinking that he could take a few minutes to grab a bite to eat. Jumping off the red building, he weaved over to the edge of the town and began to pick a few berries. 'These would make a great pie,' he thought to himself.

After he was done picking, Fletch went back to his post. He ate out of the pouch he had put the berries in as he watched for anything out of the usual.
 
"Ugh, I wish I had my wings right now. This is exausting," Talon said as he climbed down a steep slope. The young Rito had been traveling all day to get to the bottom of Death Mountain, and it was now night, so it was hard to see. Talon tossed his Grapple hook at a ledge above him and swung across a chasm. Then, the ledge broke, and Talon fell down into the abyss! His life flashed before his eyes, he was too terrified to scream, not that there was anyone to hear him, and he was sure that his adventure had ended before it began... and after three seconds of falling, he landed in a river. Talon swam to the surface and swam over to the shore, laying there both relieved at his luck and embarrassed by his fear. "Whoa, I better toughen up if I can't even take a fall into a river. I guess I was lower down the mountain than I thought..." he said in between breaths as he looked around, and he now realized why he wasn't able to see the ground when he was higher up: he was in a thick, dark forest. He caught his breath, dried off a bit, and started walking through the forest.
 
Vendetta climbed from his hollow and dropped onto the back of his Octarok friend Monster.
"I'm sick of hiding Monster, let us sally forth!"
 
A lone Poe drifted toward the ocean. Normally, this Poe would be "unliving" in its usual home, the Kakariko graveyard. However, the poe, whose name was Spiriah, had realized this: if you want something done rihgt, you'd have to be in the thick of it, rather than leave it to others.

I left too many things to others, thought Spiriah, That's how I'm now a Poe.

Spiriah was content here, though. It was night, which was the time where Poes like himself could roam free. No sign of any guards had been seen, nor anyone else who could get in his way. If things were to stay like this, he'd be perfectly fine.

Spiriah stopped moving, just for a moment. On the shoreline, he could faintly see two figures talking.

Probably nobody worth my time, he thought, And certainly nobody worth talking to.
 
((Hey, Cinderpelt, I thought of some titles:
The Legend of Zelda: The Civil War
The Legend of Zelda: The Linkless Age
The Legend of Zelda: Ganon's Reign
The Legend of Zelda: Return of Vaati))
 
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