Gerudo gene... it overrides genetic code...
Why did you think all the Gerudo looked identical and were always female except for the Ganondorf anomally?
Regardless of who they sleep with the genetic code is overwritten to create another Gerudo
Ohhhhh right! I getcha now.
It's to do with him being the embodiment of the Chosen One, so the spirit of the original hero is reincarnated into him, so naturally that side of him becomes more dominant.
If that's not clear then sorry, it's getting really late here.
Name: Roa
Gender: Female
Apperance: standing 5"7', Roa is a female Zora of light blue color with cyan eyes. Her fins are of shorter than average length, giving her a slightly younger look at a glance. She is most often dressed in a simple dark-blue Tunic, along with an adventurer-style leather belt with a number of pouches along it's length. also of note are her fins, which appear to be longer than average, allow for greater mobility underwater, at the cost of speed.
Age: 27
Race: Zora
Skills:
Throwing accuracy: having trained herself to use bombs as her weapon of choice, she has honed her accuracy, and can hit most targets, as long as they aren't too agile.
Racial Abilities:
Water-affinity: As a Zora, Roa is able to breathe water and swim at speeds far greater than that of the other, land-dwelling races.
Electrical-Aura: As noted, Zoras with magical abilities have been noted to be able to generate an electrical field around them at will, at the cost of magic. while powerful, this ability's use drains magic very quickly, and has a very short range, making it more or less a defensive option when on land.
Magic Abilites: Spirit: Having been trained to use her powers properly, she has been able to use barrier magic, but thus fas has been unable to identify and discover the weaknesses of someone's spirit. After showing an intrest in enchantment, she experimented with how she could use her power, and discovered a dangerous mix. magic, and bombs.
Weapons: (10) Deku Nuts, (5) Bombs, (30) grenades, and a small curved dagger.
Inventory: Two glass bottles, one waterskin, storage belt with (waterproof)pouches of varying size to carry things as needed. the two largest pouches are lined with dodongo-skin to better act as bomb-bags for her many hand-grenades.
History: Born as from a clutch of nine eggs, Roa grew up as many Zora do, feeling safe and secure in their home among the waterfalls where food was plentiful and all had peace. As the years passed and Roa grew into a young Zora, she discovered that she could see things her brothers and sisters could not, namely, spirits. Upon discovering their child's talent for magic, she was brought before the Zora King, requesting he allow her to be trained as many before her were. He agreed, requesting that, when she was old enough, that she consider serving as a healer to her people.
Years later, her training concluded, and her duties began. She dutifuly healed the ailments of her people, and cared for the few who were injured for the longest time, but she grew restless. She felt bored, having seen nothing of the world beyong Zora's domain and Lake Hylia. Stories of plague and disease reached her through the traders, and she decided to make a request. Going to the King, Roa requested she be allowed leave from her home to assist the land-dwellers in their time of need, secretly hoping to see more of the world while she did so.
It has been one month since she left her home to help the Hylians, and she has been drawn to Castle Town by premonitions telling her of great neeed. Not one to ignore the guidance of the spirits, she enters the town, unaware of the lurking dangers held within.
CS Posted. if there are any problems, lemme know.
Betting there are at least two. also feel like maybe the History could use more to it.
Oh good, it wasn't what I was suspecting.
Though I do wonder what the extent of the ramifications of the gene-quasi-chosen-one-gene smashing into the one form would have...
Heheh how strange, a Zora in...gasp! Clothing?!
Didn't want to strut around naked, huh?
Well Blaze, you'll have to wait and see for anything that might be different about this Link. Heheh.
You are correct, at least partially. there's also the issue of where she'd store all of her stuff.Originally Posted by Mogtaki
At the very least it's much easier to whip my hardcore side into line knowing there was chosen-one juju involved, and I really hope you thoroughly explore the possibilities, there's quite a lot of potential here for mind-twisting intrigue.
I did indeed. I helped put a lot of work into the RP, including Link.
I meant that in a future tense, as in Link's interactions or development could be exceptionally interesting if you explore the possibilities of his blended inheritance.
Sorry, but going with canon, only one male Gerudo which is Link.Name: Silas Ganonson
Gender: Male
Apperance:
Age: 23
Race: Largely gerudo, though, there seems to be a splash of something metaphysical in the midst. The taint set him apart from the Gerudo. He was shunned. But it wasn't without it's benefits... Without any training at all, the boy seemed to have a knack for manipulating the energy of the spirit. There was countless speculation on what had caused this, but no one knew for certain. No one except the bearer of his Legacy...
Skills: Trained in various forms of combat and weaponry, as well as packing an impressive punch for his stature, Silas' true strength lies in the power of his tongue. He can shape words to move mountains, given the motivation.
Magic Abilites: A master of Time and Space, as well as a gifted, in raw, Spirit mage.
Weapons: Silas carries 2 longswords on his back, an ax at his left hip, and very nasty bladed chainsword on his right. He is outfitted in jointed mail, and it is as quiet as it is practical.
Inventory: Silas always makes sure to keep his surgeon's kit, a portable alchemy kit, and a precious amulet he acquired before his exile. He doesn't know what it does, but he will protect it with his life.
Bio: There was a storm brewing in the west, and Silas could feel it. He sat at his refuge atop the Stone Tower, and listened to the energy flowing down the easterly wind. Something foul was in the air. Something tainted... He knew neither what it was, nor what it held in store, only that he would not sit idly by as the world burned. His eyes clenched tightly against the breeze, and his thoughts drifted to his past...
He had been born among the Gerudo, though he had never felt at peace among them. As the only male in a sea of women, he never knew how to act. His Gerudo blood guided him one way, but his darker half steered him the other. When he turned 13, as is custom among his people, he was sent into the desert to test himself against the world. He had not disappointed his teachers in his test, and returned, stronger than when he had left, though something in him had changed... They could feel the pressure his presence put on them. The lurking malevolence behind his Crimson eyes...
Silas shook his head swiftly, pulling him from his reverie. "Now is not the time..." he breathed as he clenched his fists, steeling his resolve. He could feel the sand being kicked up by the wind. A heavy gust blew over his perch, obscuring him for only an instant, but, when it had dissipated, he had vanished...
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