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Holland turned around enough to look at Lya. He blinked once. "I might need to head to Snowpeak for a second, and then from there I'm going to wing it I guess." At the word 'Snowpeak' Avalanche became uneasy, and pounded at the ground. "There, there." Holland quickly muttered, patting the head of the uneasy beast.

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Pha'ubo looked at the half Hylian a bit closer.

"A Hylian father and a human mother, raised by Gorons. What a cultural mix you are! I never thought that such a mix was possible!" Pha'ubo said with a little chuckle. He then pulled out a pocket watch from the interior of his robes and looked at it.

"It seems that I must be going to see the Dark Lord. If you have business with him, I will be happy to bring you along with me Sir Emissary."

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Sohre giggled a little bit. "Seems like that mask's covering your ears, Pha." He said with a chuckle. "He said Kokiri mother. Speaking of the diminutive people, you wonder why I'm a Dark Mystic?" He chuckled lightly.

"Let's just say I felt my lot fell more with the Gerudo than the Deku Tree, and leave it at that, kay?" He said with a wink.

 

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"Snowpoint?" Lya said with a blink. She had to pause to recall where that was, and when she did, nodded slightly. "That's only a little farther north from the Domain, isn't it?" She asked for a second, then nodded. "I'm heading West, though. If you see any Zora on the way ask for me, tell them I'm fine, alright?"

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Holland nodded, and smiled slightly. "Sure." Avalanche pawed the ground once more, and started to descend. "Well, until we meet again I suppose." He gave a small wave, and they quickly left Kokiri. As Avalanche trotted by several mountains, Holland began whistling. Avalanche was rather quick, and the mountains were cool. Although he would of enjoyed traveling with Lya, his journey was his own.

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"Well, thank you very much, Sohre. I hope we meet again, in fact I am sure of it. As I am both intrigued and mystified by you. Teliae bowed to Sohre, just as a small gesture that may say that he respects Sohre, and the Dark Mystics in general. "So, shall we go, Pha'ubo?" He asked, trying to not seem impatient in front of the small Kokiri Mystic, whom, Teliae still feared after seeing what he did to the painting. "I will find out about Sohre, whether it's from him, Ganondorf, or this over-ecstatic fool." Teliae sighed, wanting to rush to the Kokiri Forest after Sohre telling him Ganondorf had sent a few Mystics to kill them. "I grew up with a Goron, training in their ways; even so, the Kokiri are my blood-kin. I must ensure their safety."

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Pha'ubo looked towards Teliae, his mask eeriely shining.

"If you would be so kind as to hold my hand so I can bring you through the shadows directly to the Dark Lord's chamber. This castle is a labyrinth and it would take you quite a while to get through it all."

Pha'ubo offered his hand.

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Nia pouted. Outside wasn't very interesting, in fact, it was quite boring. Flames, flames, and more flames. The occasional hellhound would pop out, wandering seamlessly. On occasion, he might some some unlucky Bullbo trudged around, half burned. This usually meant they'd have pork for lunch, or dinner. Ganondorf liked pork, so they frequently sought out Bullbos.

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(OOC; Fenrir, try to watch your line-count, that's twice in a row it's fallen a little under. Advanced Clause calls for four complete lines outside of the text editor, and I like to stay as Advanced as physically possible.)

 

Lya mounted up on her jellyfish steed once again, and headed outward. She stretched in the morning air as Kakariko village's buildings started to be replaced by the broad, open space of Hyrule Field; it was always very pretty, but it got a little repetitive after a while.

 

She paused as she saw the smoking ruins of what had once been Castle Town, as noted by the massive castle struck up in the center of it. A massive, forboding bastion laid half-build across it's moat; the looming hold of Ganondorf. While the King of Darkness currently lodged in the Castle proper, it was said that he intended for his own bastion to act as his own private castle in a castle. She'd even heard whispers that simply being within the Holy Castle Grounds hurt Ganondorf.

 

Lya wasn't sure if she believed that, but she wouldn't put it past the Demon King. The Zoras had long ago send ambassadors to the new castle; Two of them. Only one returned, and all he had was a single message to the Zora people as a whole- "Keep Warm". None were entirely sure what the Gerudo king had in store for them, but none particularly wanted to find out.

 

Though, she had heard whispers that the Gerudo king wanted some piece of information from the Zora. She wasn't sure what it was, but it had to be important. Occasionally, Dark Mystics even visited the Domain, which was usually followed by a mass-scramble by the aquatic people for shelter. She shivered a little; the Dark Mystics had been known to take jabs at the slackers for no apparent reason.

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(OOC: I apologize deeply for my previous in-activity, my parents did not allow me on the computer due to me having 5 overdue assignments in school. I have reduced my list to 2, so they have allowed me back on. Also, sorry for the short post.)

 

IC: Teliae took Pha'ubos hand, "Well, thank you very much 'Pha'" He turned to Sohre, "And thank you, Sohre. I do hope we meet again, in fact I'm sure of it." He then looked to Pha'ubo, lip curled in fear, "I'm about to meet the Dark Lord... Did I just go to the washroom in my pants?" He thought he had, but he wasn't quite sure. Suddenly Teliae felt a sharp pain in his chest, this was probably just fear manifesting itself as pain, as an attempt to get Teliae to tell Pha'ubo that he suddenly has some pains, but no. Teliae would not stand for it; he was going to meet Ganondorf, and he was going to say what he has to. "I have to ask to join his ranks... It's the only way to try to save the Gorons. If not... They will be killed, just like he sent a few Dark Mystics to kill the Kokiri... No! The Gorons are strong! They would not be defeated by such small people... But they can use magic... I think it would be an even match. Still, the fact remains; not even all the Gorons would be able to take on Ganondorfs army. After all, I saw what Sohre did to that painting. They would probably flood the tunnels..." Teliae gulped, but he was ready for anything. "Shall we go?" he finally said to what he hoped to be his new friend.

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"What could possibly be occupying his time when there is a world to rule and set into ruins? I do hope the Dark Lord isn't . . . stumbling in his work," Vangelion said to himself. A wild boar approached his side, tired and scarred with misery, only to be brutally tattered by his whip, and split open down it's thick stomach. It's blood splattered blood on the already forsaken ground before him, creating a dark purple stain. It reminded Vangelion much of his brethren Dark Mystics.

 

Unfortunately he was one of the few who could cook. "Fried pork Nia?"

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Pha'ubo disliked being called "Pha" as his Kokiri Dark Mystic compatriot called him. This was not the time to be troubled by such trivial matters, he thought to himself. The Dark Lordwas always an impatient being and being late already would put Pha'ubo on his blacklist. With no further delay, he stepped into the shadows, concentrated and let the shadows take him to his destination. In an instant, he was at the threshold of the throne room of the Dark Lord. He let go of his passenger and opened the large doors. There stood Ganondorf himself, pensively staring into the distance.

 

"Hail, your majesty," humbly greeted Pha'ubo as he made a deep bow.

"I apologize for my tardiness. I beg for your forgiveness. I also bring an emissary from the Gorons, wishing to pay tribute."

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Ganondorf glanced down at Pha'ubo, repressing his initial urge to sneer in distaste. People outside of the triforce bearers had long stopped to make much of an imprint on his memory, and the urge to destroy the annoying Sheikah people that had so infuriated him generations before still existed.

Still, he recognized Pha'ubo after a moment and nodded, none of his emotions registering on his face. He grunted slightly; the constant hum of the master sword was driving him, not insane, but into a different state of mind than what he should have, what was required.

 

"Your intrusion is forgiven at this time." he rumbled, not articulating the thought that his species was not. The Sheikah had proven useful to him so far, but he wondered whether their usefulness or his grudge would end up winning in the end. He had already decided that the Kokiri were to die; they represented everything he hated. Chaos. Stagnancy. Childishness. Purity. Farore. Link. Would the Sheikah, even though they had mutated into a subspecies of the Mystics, follow? Only time would tell...

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An immense force of power ran across Teliaes face. "So this... Is the power of Ganondorf." "Excuse me, your Dark Majesty, I apologize with the utmost feeling for bothering you, especially under these harsh conditions, but I have a gift for you from the Mountain Tribe of the Gorons, some news, and a great favor to ask. First of all, the gift." Teliae removed his bag, and took out a large box, wrapped in the finest wrapping the Gorons had available. He gave the gift to Pha'ubo to give to Ganondorf, as to not disrespect the Dark Lord and anger him more than he already was. "Now, the news. The Gorons have not recently seen any Kokiri traders whatsoever, and traders of this race were among the most common that came to the Goron City. So, you can assume that your assault on the forest race to have succeeded." Teliae had hoped this to cheer Ganondorf up with this report before asking him the greatest of all favors. "And finally, the favor. My lord, you are the most powerful being in the world. And that, your majesty is why I ask you this. I would like to request to join your ranks. More of all, I have a bit of information on the location of the second Sage." Teliae stood there, in incredible fear, in the presence of one of the most powerful beings in the universe.

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Pha'ubo recieved the box from Teliae. He walked within arm's reach of Ganondorf and lay it by his feet, kneeling while doing so. He silently returned to his original position.

 

"I would like to request to join your ranks," was all Pha'ubo heard from Teliae. He instantly felt some contempt towards the hybrid.

"Absurd! One does not simply join the Dark Lord's army by simply asking! This is an insult to his greatness! This is not a tiny guild you have seen in Hyrule!"

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"I realize this, Pha'ubo. I am not attempting to insult his majesty. And if you would like to fight me, let's go outside. I feel some harsh feelings coming off of you." Teliae remained calm. "Now, Pha'ubo. I am perhaps one of the strongest, not speaking magically wise, beings in this world, as well the Goron ambassador. I can make the Gorons surrender. I can do anything to them. There is one who has matched or bettered my strength aside from the Dark Lord; and that was my adopted father who is dead. More of all, I have skills in blacksmithing, and many other useful skills for an army. Now, I may not be magical, nor do I have a single speck of magical power within me; but the key word is magical. I have physical strength. Now please, I would not like to argue in front of the Dark King. It shows disrespect." Teliae looked back to Ganondorf, ever so patiently awaiting his answer.

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Eventually, Holland couldn't continue. His path was blocked by newly lit flames and guards, something he couldn't take on. Avalanche was tired, he was tired. It seemed like it would all end for them. They both sat by a remaining lake, far from the flames. Avalanche had been drinking from it, and Holland laid beside him, staring at the sky. "I guess we'll have to move on huh?" The wind picked up, and Avalanche grunted.

 

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Nia pouted once more, her scythes rattled in the weak breeze. As her cloak was ruffled, she turned to Vangelion. "Vang-chan, you think Ganondorf will get rid of us when he's done?"

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Ganondorf found himself chuckle slightly, the sound rebounding from the walls of the castle. Several Dark Mystics in the hallway cringed; Ganondorf's laugh was often more terrifying that his rage. There was a spark in his eye.

 

"Make the Goron's surrender, you say?" he said with a smirk. "I can strike terror into the hearts of all Gorons, turn even their strongest patriarch to a mere child with a single word. That word is 'Volvagia'. The Goron race has a long memory, and and are filled with such pride that they will not forget the last time I was forced to make an example of them." He said with a chuckle. He waved his hands. "Blacksmiths are unnecessary. The raw muscle, the Bulbins and Bokoblin, make or steal their own weapons. They are far too numerous and individually useless to supply them with weaponry myself." he chuckled a little more. "And the stronger portion of my army, the Dark Mystics, have little use for weapons not of magical descent."

 

He smirked a little. "As for your physical strength... I have an army of Goblin-kind that do what magic cannot. No, young Kokiri, you have but a single use to me."

 

He smirked, somewhat demonically, as he propped up his head with a fist. "What is this information you claim to have of the Sage?"

 

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Velen walked out of the forests, his clothes torn on one shoulder, his blade drawn and still dripping with a little red blood. He shook his scraggly black hair, and grimaced at the sight of his golden sword, muttering to himself as he tore a small strip off his shoulder and took a small bottle from his pack. After wetting the strip down with the fluid, he drew it across the blade until it shown again, his reflection visible in the thin blade. He nodded, placed it back in his scabbard, and glanced around the field he was now in.

 

"Bushi!" he called to the skies. "Bu-shi!" he called again.

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OOC: I just got the Master Sword in Wind Waker ^_^

 

"I see. Well, thank you for your time, my lord. And the information... Well, I heard that the Sage, I do not know which you are missing, but they are hiding either within the Kokiri Forest, or somewhere on Dragon Roost Island. I have but one reason as to why I requested to join your ranks; to go see if this sage is in the Kokiri Forest. You see, my adopted father left something other than my weaponry to me, or so I've heard. It is a wolf. His pet wolf, to be exact, that resides currently within the Kokiri Forest. Also... I would like to ask about Sohre... How did he come to be a Dark Mystic?"

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(OOC: this is pre-great flood. Dragon Roost Island is the tip of Death Mountain after it's submerged by the flood, so it doesn't exist yet. Also, congrats on the Master Sword; Wind Waker's an awesome game, other than the Triforce Shards hunting...)

 

Ganondorf paused and stroked his chin. "Kokiri forest or Death Mountain?" he paused for a moment. "Yes... perhaps I do need to increase the persistence of search in that area. Hm." He thought for a couple seconds. "Yes... I will give you leave to search the forest by my name. Should you find the Mystic, bring him or his head to me, and you will be revered above all of my other servants." He waved his hand. "As for Sohre, the Mystics evolved into their current states through the timeless Plane of Twilight on which they were trapped. I know not the circumstances of how each Mystic was trapped in said Plane."

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OOC: Okay then, and thanks. I'm having a lot of trouble with Cyclos... I heard that you only need to hit him 3 times with arrows, but I hit him 30 times. I actually hit him, not a single miss.

 

"My lord, I thank you with the utmost feeling, for allowing me this honor. He then looked at Pha'ubo one last time, shooting a glare at him as if to say, "Don't try my patience." Teliae bowed to Ganondorf, then leaving. "I hope he likes the plating; history shows he likes to wear armor although he does not require it for protection." He stepped out of the throne room, somehow ending up in the front foyer again. From there, he ran out of the castle, into the gigantic land mass known as Hyrule Field.

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Pha'ubo listened intently as the emissary produced information of the locations of the Sages that so troubled the Dark Lord. He knew quick entrances to each location and could easily inflitrate either. This was his chance to finally recieve the rank that he truly deserved.

 

"Excuse me my Lord, but I will now have to leave for urgent matters concerning a rebellious company of Goblin-kind. I will have to make sure that all regements of your army are working together as one being," Pha'ubo lied as he bowed out. He considered himself a masterful deciever and was assured that the Dark Lord would not suspect anything. He exited the throne room and walked into a shadow in the corner. He walked into it and when he exited, he was in a shady part of Kokiri Forest. Without much direction, he began his search for the Sage.

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Teliae stepped into the forest, smelling the fresh scent of evergreens, and pines. Then he was tackled by a large, furry, being. The realization hit Teliae; this was a wolf. He noticed a small odd tinge of color change from the wolves usual black fur. "Wait a second." Teliae began to utter a small verse of Hylian that Daruuni had taught him that showed that he was the son of Daruuni, therefore a friend. It translated into: "Peace is to war as you are to me." Meaning in a time of war, peace is important, therefore you are just as important. The wolf, backed off, and put itself into a stance that showed as if Teliae was supposed to ride this wolf... "Sure." Teliae mounted the canine, and instantly it started running. "Do you know where the Sage is?" as a response, the wolf barked, but for some reason, Teliae understood the lupine being. "Yes!" Was the wolves quick response. They just kept running, at one point pushing down a person that looked to be a Dark Mystic. "That looked like Pha'ubo... I have to find the Sage before him." With that, Teliae had reached the Great Deku Tree.

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Pha'ubo was rushing down the forest when he was tackled down by the same Goron emissary.

Curse that half breed! He is not worthy to be in the ranks of the Dark Mystics! Pha'ubo thought angrily. He then noticed that Teliae was following a wolf to the Sage, so he decided to do the same. He blended with the shadows of the forest and jumped from shadow to shadow, staying on Teliae's heels.

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"Hiyaah!" Teliae leaped off of his wolf, of whom he had named Din, punching the final Sage in the face and knocking him unconscious. "Teliae, is that you?!" The Deku Tree yelled. "Yes! Now good bye!" Teliae carried the Sage in his arms, hopping onto Din and instantly rushing out of the woods. As he burst into Hyrule Field, Dashaaru rolled up next to him. "Hey, Teliae. Who's that? And where'd you get the wolf?" Not important, head back to the Goron Village, tell the Elders that Hyrule Castle is now controlled by Ganondorf, but they shouldn't worry." Dashaaru rolled away, towards Kakariko Village. "I can make it back twice as fast as I got here by riding Din..." "Faster, please! We can't let Pha'ubo capture us."

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Unfortunately for Teliae, Pha'ubo was, quite literally, his shadow. Without much warning, Pha'ubo popped out from the shadow under the wolf Teliae was riding, knocking the beast to the ground, forcing Teliae and the Sage onto the ground. Pha'ubo non-chalantly dusted his robes off while straightening his mask.

 

"Heh...I didn't like you, Teliae, but I thought that was simply because you are a half breed, but I didn't trust my intuition enough. I have to admit, you don't seem the type to be a traitor and a double agent in the face of the Dark Lord. You are indeed a worthy rival."

Pha'ubo took out his Shaolin Spade from under his robe, its purple blade shone and displayed the two headed pheonix scoring in it.

"Draw your weapon and prepare to fight for your honour!"

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