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@Bright_Ops

Haha Thanks, they're probably still better excuses out there I'm sure.

@Crimson Raven

I figured as much, but thought I'd be on the safe side so no one didn't think I up and vanished.
Just a heads up, I'm deploying overseas this coming week sometime, no specifics as I don't want anyone to get a hold of that information, but it will be around two weeks before I have internet again.
"How old am I is a great question, but sadly I do not know myself. As both the moon and sun have lost count to how many days and nights they have danced in our sky above, so have I lost count as to how many years I have been cursed to walk this land. If I has to say, I'd say around a millennia, give or take some perhaps..." The Stalfos said to the woman. They had arrived in Kakariko Village, not too far from there was the cementary where he had been forced to stand guard with his fellow brothers in arms for too long. Unlike his brothers though who slowly lost their mind to the darkness that cursed him, Oryx stayed strong, because he couldn't allow himself to fail, he wouldn't fail to see justice come falling down like a mighty hammer upon all that was evil and corrupt.

The Warden continued to show his rudeness, which Oryx continued to dislike as well. Whether they were in a hurry or not, there was no need to be rude. However he would hold his tongue, metaphorically of course since he had no tongue to actually hold. The new arrival had triggered an introduction of everyone and he figured he might as well pipe up to everyone as well. "I am Sir Oryx, a Hylian Knight in life, and a Knight of Darkness in Death..." He knew some probably were wondering of how he came to be in his current state, but that was a story for another time, as well as he feared speaking the Master's name would bring bad luck on them all.

As they continued to walk Swiftly pulled out his bow and summoned an arrow of light which made Oryx stumble a bit. He held up his hands to block the light from his eyes and move to the other side of the group away from him. Light magic was his weakness because of his cursed form. Under certain circumstances it had less of an effect on him but to be touched by one of those arrows would be a great deal of pain no doubt. "Aye young man, I know of that power you hold. I can say it is older than myself. However sadly I cannot say anymore for much of my memory has deteriorated like a Deku Tree infested with Gohma's. Perhaps with more time an meditation I could give you a clearer answer, but no telling when..."
Haha, I do enjoy poetry and have taken a couple of classes, but mostly for my own enjoyment nothing I plan to pursue. The Army has no need for poets.
Oryx followed as behind the others, he preferred to keep his distance for now till he was able to gauge everyone's attitude towards him. A test of their abilities no doubt this mission was. He had run into quite the brave bunch of people in his living days and even though their hearts overflowed with courage or bravery, some of them wouldn't be able to hold up in a fight of any kind. The Darkness that was approaching came faster with every passing day, as the night gallops across the plains of the earth as the Sun retreats to the ends of the earth. Oryx had his suspicions at to what the Darkness was, but he hoped to the bottom of his ribcage that he was wrong in every way possible. One member of the group who decided to stick it out piped up with much confidence of destroying the coming darkness, even "burning it to a crisp".

"I admire your confidence, but this darkness is different, it holds a similar scent to evil from days long forgotten. Hopefully just an echo of those dark times..." Oryx said under his breath mostly to himself. However this Warden fellow seemed like he would be able to answer what dangers lay ahead of the heroes to be. His aura swirled around him with great strength and magic, definitely someone you wouldn't want to mess with or be on their bad side. It would seem however from the man's previous choice of words and tones that he was not a man of being polite, coming off very rude and gruff in his opinion. Though peoples personalities was not something he should be pondering about, the task at hand was far more important than such distracting thoughts.
Sweet!
Oryx had traveled far to attend this supposed "hero's guild meeting", from the far outer boundaries of the land to the dense city of Castle Town. He had lived alone on the outskirts of Hyrule due to his unique situation. From a distance and even close up Oryx seemed like any other clad knight, perhaps a bit scarier in part to all the skulls that adorn his armor. However once one had exchanged a few words with the hollowed knight mixed with the dark aura that radiated off of him like a keese on fire, it became very apparent that he was not a man whatsoever but a monster. Word had gotten around about the undead knight and several had come searching to slay the monster, but Oryx easily thwarted them or avoided them all together. He had bigger things to worry about than fighting wannabe heroes. When a flyer had slipped out of one of his opponents armor he was quick to his feet in hopes of making it to the guild. The flyer had something extra at the bottom, but it was too feint and garbled for him to read it, either way it probably wasn't important. Darkness was coming, he had felt it for a while now, but it grew stronger with everyday. And undead or alive he would help stop it.

He had arrived late, walking through the door, hand on the hilt of his sword he took in his surroundings. He knew his new presence would alarm many. Death, darkness, torture surrounded him like vultures to a carcass and it was slowly filling the air. However to the veterans they would be able to detect the sliver of light that hung on by a thread. He took a seat in the corner of the room not daring to take of his helmet. Regardless people scurried away from him to other places of the room.

The lady had just finished up saying something about it being dangerous and about dying switch got a small chattering chuckle from Oryx. "I must say... there are worse things then death in this world... Death is cynical reward I'd happily accept if it would so grace me with such a kindness..." Oryx said softly to no one in particular but loud enough for anyone listening to hear clearly. The room was filled with a large assortment of "heroes" if you could even call them that. However who was he to judge? He was in worse shape than many if not all of the others who showed up so far.
I'm still here, on leave for the holiday, will post soon.
No worries, I feel you on the whole college thing. Takes up a lot of my free time as well.
aye count me in
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