Baklava

( ' ' ) hi, rp guild.

@Mimikyu Welcome to the guild!

Private Pendleton Reporting for Duty!

@Roy Pendleton Lol Welcome to the guild.

*screech* HI THERE

@Mefisto Welcome to the guild!

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@Leslie Hall I'm kind of confused about who the other witch is going to be. Besides Beatrice. Are we waiting on Mode?

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@Trainerblue192 So pretty *o*

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It's because tinypic.com is down right now. Probably for maintaunence. It happens every once in a while.

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

Felicia stood frozen before the path leading towards the graveyard. Behind her, the festivities loudly continued. Behind her, Kamo manned her stall full of fish by her wagon full of fish from her home, where the business she inherited from her great uncle was slowly but surely on it's way to becoming an empty building with a pool in the back. From behind a nearby house she had just witnessed a number of strange persons enter the graveyard. By the time she'd drawn near, she first saw two men enter, bickering like an old married couple, or perhaps brothers. She imagined them visiting the grave of their mother or father or something like that.

Then there was the child. Felicia didn't want to think about who they might be visiting.

The final pair had been what appeared to be a very limber old man and a little red-headed girl with rounded ears. A gerudo child, perhaps? What Felicia had found more odd, however, was the cheery sort of run the old man had as he dashed down the path and out of sight. It had made her chuckle, she had to admit. Maybe he was paying his wife a visit?

I guess I better see what this is all about, she attempted to mentally coach herself. But if she was being completely honest with herself, she didn't want to go. Maybe she wanted to go a little bit before, but now-- with all those people in there.... Why were so many people headed to the graveyard on a day like today anyway? She'd never taken the Hero of Time Festival to be the sort of holiday you visited dead loved ones on. The thought suddenly occurred to her that she might not have been the only person to hear that voice.

She scratched her shoulder, a nervous habit. But what if that assumption was wrong? How would she find out? She couldn't just waltz up to one of them and say "Hey, have you been hearing a voice in your head? 'Cuz I have!" But if she was right, what were they all supposed to be doing there? In a graveyard, no less? Was it all an elaborate ruse? Were spells like this very common? Should she tell Sir Halbert or one of the guards or something? Exactly how many people had the voice contacted? What if she decided not to go? The questions were practically pouring out her ears. She took a deep breath and adjusted her hat.

The questions were only going to keep coming the longer she stood there. She was suddenly grateful she had decided to take Derrick's old training sword with her. It made her feel a little safer-- just a little. Stifling an inappropriately timed yawn, Felicia stepped forward towards the graveyard. Here we go....

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

It was quite the parade. One that would surely match the festival's, which was scheduled to occur once the King, Queen, and Princess arrived later that morning. There was no scheduled time. It simply began when they arrived. That's royalty for you.

Lethe's eyes narrowed as she observed the lantern of a poe jauntily bob under the sign on which she stood. Interesting. She didn't know a poe possessed a brain advanced enough to be spoken to, mentally or otherwise. Though that opinion wasn't exactly unique to his kind. She thought that about most creatures and monsters. The fact that it could follow simple instructions was a good sign at least.

The second character to make it's way into the graveyard looked almost as at home as the poe by which he decided to stand, silent and unmoving. Perhaps it was a man, but a vast knowledge of Hyrule and it's many enemies told her otherwise. She could feel it in her gut. Could it be a Wizzrobe? No... there was something unnatural about it's intimidating aura... a Redead, maybe? No, not that--

Just as Lethe felt she was about to place the origin of the strange cloaked figure, a foot came crashing down through the ivy she hid in, nearly squashing her. Shocked into silence, Lethe's brain malfunctioned for a moment as the insolent Skullkid hopped down off the sign to go join the others. Near death experiences didn't happen to her as often as one would think. Her ears burned and she felt rather foolish for letting herself become so distracted. An intense feeling of irritation soon washed over her, however, as she watched the imp proceed to assault the pair with a barrage of less-than-polite questions. The only thing worse than hylian children were hylian SKULL children.

"Not only have you failed to say hello, but you also insult me to my face. Many would consider that rather rude, Child."

The berating of the imp by the mysterious cloak wearer was delicious to witness. Lethe smiled, but only for a moment. She was still feeling quite overwhelmed with the thought that she'd be stuck with that thing throughout the duration of this adventure-- and who knew how long that was going to take.

The following three arrivals helped soothe the headache she felt creeping it's way in the longer she stared at the little leafy-backed imp-- two sheikah and a hylian. Lethe was always adamant about making a distinction between the two. Sure, they were both hylians, but sheikah were a grade well above. To put it simply, it's amazing what a strong dedication to religion and hard work can do for one's overall tolerability. At least for Lethe.

The first sheikah made his way towards the middle group. He seemed... capable. That was the most Lethe could say. The second stood much further from the group, lingering near the graveyard's entrance. He... she?... it was shortly approached by the hylian man. She didn't notice anything particular about him that changed her go-to opinion of most hylians. Obnoxious, prideful, greedy, dirty... the list went on.

“Tell me you drink wine,” he said, to which the one eyed Sheikah only stared. After a moment of what Lethe presumed to be a quite awkward silence, the sheikah leaned up against the pillar attached to the graveyard sign and folded their arms, looking the man up and down for a moment before allowing their gaze to slip towards a cloaked little figure that had just arrived.

Lethe inwardly groaned, Not another one. The untrained eye might see a child, but Lethe knew better. The only thing worse than one Skullkid... was two. Fortunately, the second imp's appearance was closely followed by that of a massive Hylian man, bounding down the path and through the gate with a gerudo child wrapped around his neck and torso. With the hair of a white wolfos and the body of a Darknut, the chipper old man was the first to introduce himself, the gerudo child begrudgingly being the second.

"...I am Jaege of the Lange family! Pleasure to meet you all."

A solid addition to the team, Lethe nodded approvingly.

"Veitaru. Pleasure."

She wished she could say the same for the gerudo child. Lethe once again narrowed her eyes-- a favorite pastime of hers. She hadn't the pleasure of running into many of her kind, but if the disrespectful face the kid was pulling wasn't a good enough indicator, the history of her race probably was. She tried to remind herself that the Great Fairy Navi had to work with a child and did quite well for herself. She really shouldn't be complaining as much as she was... but, by the Goddesses, Navi was in charge of ONE brat. Thus far, Lethe had three.

This was going to be difficult. Patience and understanding-- the two attributes she knew to be most important when dealing with young ones-- happened to be two traits she rather struggled with.

The rarely-heard voice of a poe pulled her from her thoughts.

”Which one of you is responsible?”

Lethe placed her hands on her hips and tapped the small crescent moon ring she wore around her waist. Not everyone was here... should she introduce herself now? Or wait a bit longer?

She sat down, allowing her feet to dangle over the edge of the sign. It could be entertaining to see how they play the blame game-- as well as quite telling. What better way to get to know all these buffoons than to observe them for a bit longer? Time was of the essence and all, but wouldn't it just waste more time to explain herself more than once? Surely the others would be along shortly....

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

@Bright_Ops Not for Magus, but for the Goddess' voice and Jillian. Like, I used f3f9c7 for the voice, and you used fdc68a. Jillian uses salmon and you used f6989d. It's close, but there's a bit of a difference.

f3f9c7
fdc68a
Graham's color

Salmon
f6989d

Four Winds

@HeartlessNobody and @GamerXZ, right? Maybe they'll show now that they've been tagged.