Furia

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

@Dervish I always believed in you.

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

The warrior's stride, the elders of the Tribe called it. Walk with purpose and with a goal in mind, but always be weary of all that transpires around you. Navi had always been good at it. She has a pair of eyes at the back of her head, that one The elders had whispered during her training. It was this that made her slid back and crouch, avoiding most of the fire and only left a deep frown marring her forehead in response.

It was a strange guide that risked incinerating her chosen champions without warning. Yet, it was not to Navi to say how this pixie should be leading.

The silence she had wrapped herself in stayed for the moment, while she scouted out potential partners in the fight ahead. Oh, there would be a fight, there always was. Perhaps not one where her spear would be readied and blood drawn in violence, but a fight nonetheless and it had already started.

The moment Lethe had spoken of forming groups, conflict was inevitable.

"Win?" The Gerudo finally spoke again. She ignored the others and her attention was solely fixed on Jillian. There was an intensity to her glance, like she was probing the likeliness of the statement. Then the summoned entities was given some scrutiny, but only for a moment before Navi shrugged.

"You have my interest, Skullkid." With that done, she leaned against her spear and looked at the others. "Anyone else who wishes to win?"

In the meantime she completely ignored the little Gerudo hiding behind the legs of the giant Hylian. Curiosity a plenty, but if she demanded the child back into her custody... it would surely inspire some form of strife here and now. This wasn't in any of their interests.

@DearTrickster | @The 42nd Gecko

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

@DearTrickster

Navi is brave enough! She will join you. :)

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

Hi guys! Happy to be here. :)

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

¢σмє тσ тнє gяανєуαя∂.

¢σмє qυι¢кℓу.

тιмє ιѕ σƒ тнє єѕѕєη¢є....

Her hand halted in the middle of its track, before being retracted back to safety again. Shining amber eyes studied the back of the fat merchant moving away from the safety of her shadows and Navi sighed, before shaking her head. In truth the Gerudo had already recouped most of her traveling expenses an hour ago -- this had been simply for sport and practice, but the moment that voice entered the equation?

All bets were off and more important things were placed on the menu.

"Next time, my fat friend." Naviela whispered to herself, before turning her back and rounding a few corners here and there. The step of her stride changed, as did the stoop of her shoulders, people saw what they wished to see in her experience and a hunched, lazy walk was the first feature you ignored. Soon enough the Gerudo was back on the main street of the village, walking in the direction of the graveyard.

There were people all around. Shouts filled the streets of merchants peddling their trades, children playing their silly games and their mothers shouting them down for some peace and quiet. She passed a fish stall, only one tanned boy standing behind it. The lad tried to hide his look, but Navi knew what she saw.

No time, girl, no time. The Goddess of the Sand calls.

One wink was sent his way, before the journey continued.

---

If there was one thing you learned in the desert it was to follow your instincts without fail.

Just a few moments ago her instincts had told her to watch and observe, then wait, before actually approaching the group gathered together by the graveyard. It was all wrong. Why would the Goddess of the Sand call for all these... individuals? The Skull Kids, a Poe, Hylians and... Sheikah.

From the safety of the shadows she hissed to herself.

But as one by one they stepped up and bound themselves to the quest ahead -- The King of Darkness was returning. Her liege... was he not? Navi found herself walking, her stride taking herself out of the shadows and into the gloomy light of the lanterns. The scarf came undone and was pushed down.

There were soft ticks announcing her presence as the spear was used as a walking stick.

"Naviela of the Gerudo Tribe." She proclaimed simply as she passed the strange Graham and his Twili consort, and stepped before Lethe herself.

At least a woman leads. I suspect that's the most I can expect right now.

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

Naviela

FFA800

.::𝔸𝕘𝕖::.
29

.::ℝ𝕒𝕔𝕖::.
Gerudo

.::𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣::.
Female

.::𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖::.
Many a thing can be said of Naviela. She is a tall woman in the prime of her life with a lean, athletic physique, courtesy of a lifetime of training with the warriors of the Gerudo Tribe. Her skin is tanned and browned, with the many scars of her trade only faintly showing themselves. There are many traits she shares with the other female members of the Gerudo: her hair is crimson red, her eyes shine bright amber and her nose is sharp, as the beak of an eagle.

There are laughing lines etched into her features, yet, these days the laughs are replaced by a semi-permanent frown between her thin eyebrows. It doesn't quite reach her eyes, but as life keeps throwing challenges at her, this will keep wearing at her and it might change in the future.

A rough approximation of Naviela.

.::𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘::.

Navi's Theme

.::ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪::.
Navi is a maelstrom of paradoxes and clashing qualities. This might not be as surprising considering her upbringing with the Gerudo Tribe.

First and foremost she is a creature of loyalty. It is not easy to attain it, but once you have it, you usually have it for life and beyond. This lack of trust replaces the mild xenophobia some of her sisters display -- Navi does not hate the outsiders, she simply does not trust them, not even as far as she can throw them... which is pretty far.

But, loyalty aside, the Gerudo clearly does not share the same values some other denizens of Hyrule have come to take for granted.

Ownership, for instance. If an individual is stupid enough to leave their wares unattended or worse, be inept enough to lose them while attending them, they were not worthy of them to begin with. In simpler terms, Navi will steal without regret or even much thought, as long as it's relatively safe for her to do so.

She has a strange sense of humor. Those who travel with her often might sometimes see her staring off in the distance with a weird smile, as if the woman was recalling a distant joke. If the scrutiny is noticed, she'd just state that the sun reminded her of home.

Home. That defines Naviela through it all. Whilst some marched to stop the voices, others out of curiosity or even a hunger for profit, Navi is here for one reason and one reason only: to stop the King of Darkness, before he can set his sisters upon the wrong path yet again.

This drives her forward over and over. While others would give up or halt, she will continue on until she succeeds in her quest or until she dies.

.::𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪::
Naviela's earliest memories was that of the common sweat tents, where she and her siblings played, while the elder warriors of the tribe cleaned and relaxed after a long day of work and training. It was a simple life, it was bliss and it defined most of her later days, that connection to the rest of her sisters. For, regardless of her real parentage, she always considered all the other Gerudo her family, her sisters and aunts, her mothers and grandmothers... daughters.

This only continued as she grew up and started her own training. It was decided early that Navi would become a warrior, her body was lean, her mind quick and her reflexes honed by the long days playing games.

She was allowed to pick her first weapon. It took her close to ten minutes: feeling the weight of one weapon and the other in her hands, before the simple wooden staff rested in her palm. It felt good. It felt right. The others laughed -- they had figured the young and spirited girl would have gone for a glaive or a scimitar, but it was all the same to them. Yet, the staff danced in young Navi's hands and eventually the laughter stopped.

They saw talent when it danced in front of them, challenging for that one stray smile.

Soon enough Navi was ready for something more and she crafted a weapon of her own. Another staff, but this one with sharpened metal attached to the end; a spear which follows her even now. It has served her quite well and whilst she practiced with the daggers and the bows and the scimitars since then, the spear would always be her favorite.

It was years later, Navi had passed all the tests, the Goddess of the Sand had truly blessed her, that the voices started to come. They whispered promises, horrible ones, of things that would come to pass and that she had a duty. To herself, to her family and tribe, to the very land they lived on.

She had to go.

Her home was already starting to turn on itself, yet, there was little she could do about it herself. Some wished to change their ways, to move away from the Valley and start another way of life, others merely wished to continue on the same path, then there were the ones who were simply silent.

She had to go.

Navi stole away in the shade of the night. A spear was taken with her, her best sandals and robes, a cloak to hide away part of her face and some other minor trinkets. A simple scroll was left behind, explaining why she left and to not try and look for her -- the girl had found her duty.

.::𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤/𝕋𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤::.

Fighting Skills
Spears(10): The spear is her first and foremost weapon. It's an extra limb and when she dances with it, they seem one.
Evading(8): Slippery slope; Navi's speed and dexterity are her highest assets in battle.
CQC(7): Close-up and personal. Either a dagger or your teeth punched out, she can provide.

Survival Skills
Hunting(7): Always been a good hunter. It was the instinct, to know where an animal would go and the stamina to keep on going.
Ride(8): The Gerudo teach their children to ride from the moment they can walk, if not earlier, Navi is not one of the best- but she can ride easily and without care.
Sneaking(9): The shadow of the thief protects her. You won't see her unless she wants you to and her hands slip right into your pocket, leaving no trace behind besides an empty wallet.
Cooking(3): It ain't burned and edible? She's content enough with that.

Practical Skills
Swimming(2): The best the desert has to offer is a peaceful oasis. Anything more than that and Navi will mostly be able to float. Or splash.
Performance(8): When the sun sets and does not show for many hours, all you can do is sing and dance to pass the time. Navi always had a beautiful voice and the dancer's grace.

.::𝔾𝕠𝕒𝕝𝕤::.
Her people free from the past.
Ganondorf permanently vanquished.
Glory.

.::𝕀𝕟𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪::.
A spear.
A few knives.
Standard camping supplies.

.::𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕥::.
Greens(1): 12
Blues(5): 6
Reds(20): 6.

Apocalyptic Zelda RP : Whispers in the Night -- 2 OPEN SPOTS LEFT

@Baklava I actually hadn't before. Was rushing to class, but wanted to write down my general concept to have it in here for your consideration, before getting into the meat of it.

But yeah, you are the GM so any final word will always be on your side. I'd clear things with you first, before making any large assumptions about the Gerudo or anything else really. :P

I also tried to contact you through Discord, but the username you provided didn't find anything, strangely. I did message a Baklava with another ID who was in the RoleplayerGuild Discord Chat? I am still a bit new to Discord and the site itself, honestly. Maybe you could PM me your skype handle, so we can discuss things further there?

Apocalyptic Zelda RP : Whispers in the Night -- 2 OPEN SPOTS LEFT

Hey, @Baklava!

Been pondering about possible characters and I have read the character rosters to help with that. I am aware that there already is one Gerudo in it, but I figure I will pitch mine here considering there are some differences between the two. Which means that variety would be achieved even then. :P

So my Female Gerudo would have been born in the Gerudo Valley and raised within the tribe itself. This already is a departure from Veitaru, who was brought up outside of it, which influences her character in a manner of ways. My Gerudo would already be an adult, set in her ways -- which means she is an able warrior, but has no qualms about taking whatever she needs to help with the journey ahead, instead of having an annoying little voice at the back of her head, cheering her on to be 'good'.

She has no issue with socializing though and is quite capable of being friendly with the people around her, this may or may not be mostly an act. A role to help her and ease possible tensions that may arise. Very disciplined and stalwart when a dangerous situation arises, while being defined by her loyalty. Proof yourself worthy? And you have a friend for life.

As for why my Gerudo would be here, when the campaign is centered around Ganondorf and his possible return? I think it would be interesting to have a similar role as Nabooru, in that she knew that Ganon's ways only serve to poison their tribe and that he had to be stopped.

Maybe the whispers implied that their former 'God' and King was to return soon and she set out to stop that from happening for the betterment of the tribe? Just an idea.

I am quite easy, though, so if this doesn't fit your narrative and campaign I can either change things up, or come up with a different character concept.

Lemme know!