Welcome to Gaia! ::

YAY

I'm very sorry I got back to you this late. (I haven't been on Gaia lately... Heh...)

Even so, I fully agree with with Zelda (aka xDiCheyanneixD). I'd hate to see someone put this much effort into an RPG only to see it deleted. I love how you're incorporating Hyrule's history into the story and actually have a mapped out terrain. Those are somethings I wish the older ones would've had. (When those ends are loose a lot of people don't know where to start so they ask "Which map are we using?" or "When exactly does this take place?" ... It can get pretty confusing.)

So, accepted twice I guess. (Apparently we CAN do that! XD)

-Sora VioGreen

"One day we will be together once again... brother"

It was a cool summer’s day in West Hyrule, the Great Sea was clam and still but with many sea life visible looking down from the boat. Aryll felt the cool sea breeze blow on her face as she closed her eyes feeling it gently flow thru her blondish hair. The Hylain shield that her mother gave to her was kept on her back while she held her brother’s sword sheathed on her side. She rested her hand on the handle and smiled while looking out at sea. “Brother, I will find you.” She said with hope in her voice. She wanted to find her brother more than anything and she wanted to find him as quick as possible, but she knew that if she was rushing it would just make things worse for her and those around her. On the huge ship she wondered what her brother Link was doing right at that moment, if he was happy, and if he was thinking about her too. As she got lost in thought she began to think about the times she had spent with her brother and the memories they shared. Like when Link would practice with Grandfather in his sword training and Aryll would watch them both with excitement. Link rarely ever spoke to anyone but Aryll was the only one who knew exactly what he wanted to say, sometimes even before he knew it. She remembered all the times he snuck out of class with her to take pictures with his Picto Box that he had gotten from a travelling Goron merchant on the island. She always thought it was so cool and how it used magic to capture the image of things and people on the other side of the lens. But it disappeared the same time her brother did.

She snapped out of her deep thought when she heard her stomach growl in hunger. “I guess I was hungrier than I thought.” She said with a slight laugh coming from her voice. She gave one more glance at the sea before turning to walk down into the haul. Down below they had many barrels of apples and exotic fruits that the passengers were welcome to at any time. Aryll walked down the steps over to the closest barrel grabbing an apple and putting it to her mouth. As she ate her she couldn’t help but notice that they have had a pretty safe journey thru the Great Sea even though the monster population has increased in numbers a hundred fold. She just shrugged her shoulders passing it off as just luck. She looked down seeing a mouse sniffing around looking for food, Aryll walked over to it setting the rest of her apple on the floor near it. “I’m not sure if you like apples but I hope it helps.” She waved at it before leaving back up to the deck to look out at the sea once again.

But when she got up to the deck all the crew was running about falling over things as they were in a hurry and most were screaming orders. With much confusion she pushed her way thru to the captain at the wheel to ask him what was going on. The captain was a tall man who looked to be around his late thirties, he had black hair but not really that rough looking. “Captain, what is going on? I went to get a bite to eat below and when I came back everyone was like this.” She then noticed that the waters were not calm anymore and that they were pushing quite hard on the ship. The captain looked down to see Aryll giving a somewhat shocked expression. “Oi lassie, you ‘ave not heard?! A man had spotted what looked to be a Giant Octork just a wee bit ago.” He said in hast so he could concentrate back on the sea ahead. Aryll had never seen a Giant Octork and therefore wasn’t quite sure what to expect. She had seen a few of the small Octork wash up on shore sometimes on Windfall Island but never a Giant Octork. She looked around as everyone bustled around the ship loading the cannon in the front of the ship. Is it really that big? She thought to herself raising an eyebrow slightly. But not long after she had thought that had the beast leaped out of the water on the side of the ship standing just a little taller than the whole ship. It slowly wrapped its tentacles around the ship stopping its movement thru the water. The crew let out a yell at the shock and Aryll just let out a scream as the mass fell down almost crashing down on top of her. She opened her eyes after rubbing the dust out of them to see the crew trying to cut the monsters tentacles off to free the ship from its grasp. But the beast had many limbs, almost the same amount as it had eyes on its face. Aryll wanted to help but the creature wasn’t close enough to attack its body, if only she had a long ranged weapon. She then remembered her bow as she pulled it out holding it in front of her. I don’t have much practice with this… Can I really do this? She asked herself as the creature forced the ship lower and lower.

Long, slender hands rested on the railing of the boat, fingers drumming gently along the smooth wood. A pair of icy blue eyes gazed upon the marvels of the sea, taking in its beauty. Lips parted, sweet music flowed:
"You must go where I cannot,
Pangur Ban, Pangur Ban,
Nil sa saol seo ach ceo,
Is ni bheimid beo,
ach seal beag gearr,
Pangur Ban, Pangur Ban,
Nil sa saol seo ach ceo,
Is ni bheimid beo,
ach seal beag gearr."
Mona blinked, a slight smile on her pale face. It was a tune from many years ago, passed down from generation to generation, through her mother's mouth to her memory. The song was threads of her childhood she grasped onto tight. She would not ever let its lyrics leave her memory.

Sailing away to a foreign land filled her to the brim with excitement. While she felt remorse for leaving her mother behind alone, she knew it made her happy. She shut her eyes once more, remembering when she broke the news to her:
"Mother, I'm going away for a while."
"Why is that, dear?"
"I'm going on the ship to the mainland in a week. You know how I am, I've been longing for the moment to explore a new place all my life, and the tickets in my hand solidify my dream. I love you with all my heart, but I know every nook and cranny on Windfall. It is time for something new."
"You're right. Goodness, I wish to come with you. But you must go where I cannot, now. I am not fit to venture across many lands like you are. May the goddesses be with you on your trip. I'm very proud of you."
Mona couldn't wipe the smile off her face. Things were running wonderfully in her life.
Her wonderful life, though, wouldn't truly begin until the boat touched land.
Boredom soon overcame her, and she ended up sitting on a barrel of pickled something-or-other, harmonica in hand as she scanned the passengers of the boat. If she saw someone looking depressed, melancholy notes would emanate from the little instrument. When a person merrily skipped along the deck of the boat with an idiotic grin plastered onto them she'd play a sillier little ditty. A girl around her age with blonde locks of hair headed down to the haul, and she began to play a more optimistic set of notes. This soon turned into a game for Mona, and it passed the time easily... Until everyone began running frantic around the boat.

Concerned, Mona hopped down from the barrel, stuffed the harmonica back into her satchel and tapped someone's shoulder. As she was about ready to ask them what was happening, her question was answered as the giant Octork flung itself onto the ship, violently shaking the ground. The people jumped into action, loading up cannons and unsheathing swords.
Mona had to help, she couldn't just stand there helpless. She pulled the bow from her back, along with an arrow. It was the only weapon she knew well, and her aim was certainly above average. Squinting one eye, she pointed the tip of the arrow towards one of the great beast's eyes, pulled back the string of the bow, and let the arrow fly in hopes of nabbing her target.

Mona clapped as well, approaching the girl and hearing her words. She let out a laugh, glancing at all of the crew's faces, which were turned towards her now. "Me? I just shot its eye, you're the one that almost died trying to save the ship. Not gonna lie, I'm pretty much in awe at what you just did. By the way, I'm Mona. What's your name?" If they were going to be on the boat together for a while longer and they'd just battled a massive sea monster together, Mona figured they might as well get to know each other.

"One day we will be together once again... brother"

Aryll watched the girl walk up to her, she seemed nice enough. Then again Aryll was always trusting of people. She smiled sweetly at Mona as she greeted her warmly. “Thank you for your kind words, but I just did what anyone would do. I am nothing special. My name is Aryll, I was born and raised on Windfall Island…” She had just noticed that she had seen this girl before. This girl was also raised on Windfall Island, though the two girls had never met until now, which was odd since the island was pretty small. “You are from Windfall Island right? I remember seeing you a few times around the island.” She was now even more curious about this girl, she lived near her and yet she had never taken the time to make her acutance.

In the depths of the swamp, an odd trio marched onward. A Moblin, a Bokoblin, and a purple colored fairy. Not many of the more "monster" races came through these parts, let alone with a fairy. The Moblin lead the way slashing through undergrowth with his pike whenever necessary. The Bokoblin followed the Moblin without even looking up from the map he was reading. The fairy, by the name of Octavius, looked over his shoulder worryingly.

Octavius finally spoke. "You're sure this is the way?"
"You're the one who gave us the map and paid us to escort you." The Bokoblin rolled his eyes, "So you tell me. It'd probably help if I knew what you were looking for."
"Oh, come on. Someone of my arcane expertise, traveling through the swamp with a withered map, especially with the rumors about three certain denizens?"
"Not ringing a bell." The Bokoblin replied, turning the map sideways in an attempt to make sense of it. "This map looks like it was scriblled by a drunk...Can you please just tell me what you're looking for?"
"Fine, fine, fine!" Octavius snorted, "Though I wouldn't expect you to understand. I am in search of unlimited arcane power! Rumor has it there's a trio of ancient witches lurking around this neck of the swamp, and a merchant I happened to run into had a map leading to their precise location. I will interview these witches and see what knowledge I can gleam from them."

An akward pause hung in the air.

"So this merchant just happened to have a map to their exact location?"
"Yes, though-"
"So why didn't he just take you?"
"Well, he, er...He wouldn't...I mean, why would he..."

Another pause, this time broken by a sigh from the Bokoblin.

"Look, I think you've been completely-"
"Found it!" The Moblin suddenly said, moving away the vines on the tree to reveal a small hut in the midst of a clearing.
The Bokoblin finally looked at Octavius. "Any chance the merchant gave you a description of what their place looked like?"
"Yes. He said they lived in an extravagent castle floating just above the swamp. Made completely of marble and held afloat by-"
"I'm thinking you should just try the shack. We'll stay here." The Bokoblin interrupted. "I'll tell you if I see a floating marble castle, though."

Octavius bobbed upwards and examined the shack. "Oh yes, please. I'll be back momentarily."

With that Octavius darted off towards the shack, leaving the Moblin and the Bokoblin standing there. They sat there, watching Octavius knock on the door by ramming himself into it.

The Moblin looked briefly at the Bokoblin, before speaking.
"Do you really think-"
"Nope."
"Then how come-"
"Because we're getting paid."
"...Oh."