Hiro Protagonist

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  1. Wheezing inside the box covering his face, otherwise known as a Sthenicon, he strained to see a Bulblin riding a Bulbo in the distance. Even with the enhanced sight and smell it gave him, it was still difficult to make them out in the pouring rain. Suddenly, one leapt up from the ground, swinging a club at him. Dodging, he simply peeled back his right glove and touched it on the head. When he did, a loud ZZAP as electricity briefly coursed through his hand. Putting his glove back on, he calmly walked away from the bulblin.


  2. Name: Licurius

    Gender: male

    Age: late 20's, early 30's

    Race and hometown: Hylian, Castle town

    Appearance: Long, dark cloak, short black hair, black boots, face concealed by a plain wooden box strapped to it

    Personality: Laconic and not liable to speak very much.

    Weapons: two hidden blades that pop out of wrist sheaths

    Significant items: The wooden box, which has two eyeholes and two nostril-hole, along with a tube to drink out of.

    Current location: Hyrule Field, north of Kakariko village.

    (((Direction in this would be most appreciated)))


  3. Waking up on the cold, hard ground, Ecthelion was puzzled at first as to how he got there. Then, he remembered the unspeakable terror he was fleeing from, the earth itself in motion. Walking out of the cave he was in, he noticed that he was near a town with a large clock tower. Spying a large coast to the west, he remembered the scrap of paper and started taking long strides towards the coast.


  4. On seeing one of the fighters from before approach, Seregolin tucked a hand in his pocket, loosening a dagger in its sheath in case he was to be attacked.

    "Hey," she greeted, walking up to him and extending her hand. "I'm Ulia. Did you fight?"

    Taking his hand out of hid pocket, he gripped her hand in a cordial shake. "Yes, I did participate in driving back the raiders. Any assistance I may render on your travels is offered."


  5. Ecthelion, midway to Kakariko Village, visibly started. Pulling the scrap of paper out of an inner pocket of his all-concealing cloak, he scanned it, reading furiously. Pivoting on his heels, he sprinted in the opposite direction, heading for the Lost Woods. Seeing a Stalchild spring out of the ground, Ecthelion threw back his cloak and drew his sword, pulling a bright shield from his back. Lunging, he impaled the Stalchild in the ribcage, following up with a decapitating strike. Sheathing his sword and stowing the shield on his back, he drew his cloak back around him, countinuing his travel to the Lost Woods.

    Later, Ecthelion was walking through the lost woods, looking around him for a sign of where to go. Hearing a large, slow breathing sound that shook the very ground behind him, he put a hand to his temple, struggling to remember his buried memories of demons of fire, cities of white stone, and above all, a large fountain. All he could remember was a sensation of terror. Sprinting away from from the breathing, he went far aeay from the road. Tripping, he fell into a pit, briefly suspended in space before tumbling into the abyss.


  6. Watching one of the people he had encountered carry off one of their wounded, Seregolin pondered what could drive people to go to such irrational lengths to save another person. While he did occasionally assist in the affairs of the world at large, it had been spurred by what caused him to leave so many years ago-the piece of parchment that had several lines of text neatly written on it. While the words themselves had not changed, their meaning had become murkier and clearer depending on the situation. However, as he interpreted it now, he needed to assist these people in their quest, whatever it may be. Leaping off the high ledge which held the hot springs, he turned when he hit the ground and walked into the inn which some of the members had entered fairly recently.


  7. I'm going to darken the purple in my avatar, and make it invisible with the eraser. Yay me.

    This confuses me immensely.


  8. I doubt that there is little, if any nutritional value in hardened sediment. The apparent consumption of the aforementioned sediment must be relegated to pleasure. Oh, and I suggest using your sonic screwdriver to mend it. Because sonic screwdrivers can do anything except hurt, maim, kill, or function on wood.


  9. Sereg surveyed the surrounding scene. Several people were in the village with him, one with two axes stuck in him. After chedking that the bandits were dead, he sheathed his sword and collected his dagger. A young man wielding a broadsword, the aforementioned person with two axes in him, a young girl with dark brown hair, and further away, a another young man with short brown hair lying wounded on the ground.

    "I formally extend the greeting of Seregolin Naurring, escapee of the hidden rock. I feel that an alliance would be most prudent in facilitating our goals," Seregolin said to the man he had fought with in the ring. "If you find Seregolin too...complex in battle of everyday life, you may call me Sereg. I sincerely hope that I do not have to kill you in your sleep for obstructing my goals.You seem a most worthy opponent."


  10. I love the TARDIS, especially under the Tenth doctor, though the Eleventh is doing pretty good.


  11. I respect and admire Albert Einstein, because he managed to come up with groundbreaking scientific theories while working in a Swiss Patent office, but I also admire Richard Feynman for both his human traits, such as safecracking, juggling, and playing the bongos, as well as his knowledge in physics, such as the superfluidic behavior of supercooled helium. However, Sheldon Cooper from the big bang theory is another potential role model, and my family has made several comparisons, mostly regarding interest in physics and traits of Aspergers Syndrome. (for all those trolls who think that I regard myself as a genius, note that it says interest, not knowledge)


  12. Ecthelion stormed into his private room, heading for a closet on the wall. Slamming it open, he emptied it of it's contents, a shining suit of scale-mail, a long sword, and a long knife. Pausing, he also removed a helmet with a blackened point surmounting it and set it on the pile. Quickly dressing, he belted on the sword and drew his cloak around him while putting the hood up, concealing most of his face and the helm. striding out, he left the room, securely locking it. outside his house, he opened up a small paper that had several sentences scribbled on it, perusing them for something. Finding it, he strode towards Kakariko village.


  13. As Jareddude posted that people could join anytime, I am joining. For a while, I'll just catch up on reading the posts.

    Name: Ecthelion

    Gender: Male

    Age: appears to be in his early 30's

    Personality: Rather laconic and reserved, has a faint aura of sorrow.

    Race: Hylian

    Appearance: Long, raven-black hair, a delicate face with high cheekbones, pale skin, and a long, black hooded cloak.

    Weapon: A longsword and a few daggers.

    Background/History: After immigrating to Hyrule from a distant land, he has been living in Hyrule. Not much else to say for now.

    Good, Neutral, Evil: Neutral/good


  14. Beware the rabid acid gophers...people never see them coming in the time of angels.


  15. Name: Dr. Dorian Estasereg

    Age: 50

    Sex: Male

    Crime(s): 3 counts of Cyber Crimes, 5 counts of unnatural scientific experiments

    Term of Sentence: 50 years