Zmerr Member

I missed that too. I'll edit in a bit myself.

> I seem to have been a bit unclear. The sky didn't turn green with each of the lightning strikes a ripple of green ran three it but it is still for the moment blue Darn! Do you want me to change it? I'm trying to remember all the places I mentioned it.

-Laughs- I doubt that will be necessary. I'm sure something will happen where Dark Link becomes important. I actually have a plan for Vaati that might give him his chance to shine... or technically the opposite. Anyways, Dark Link isn't the only one who lacks the respect of others. And perhaps it would be wise to respect the underdog. Not to worry. Things will work out one way or another and, unless the world crumbles and everyone dies, *someone* will find themselves on the top of it all.

Ganondorf nodded half-aware of Dark Link's presence. He was still smiling. He was thinking as well. Oh, the things that could happen withing the next few days. It brought an uncanny pleasantness to the King of Thieves. Yilla cringed a little, but Ganondorf didn't see it. "Yilla, fetch my plan book, would you?" Ganondorf held a hand out for the guard to place the requested item in. She obeyed. He took it to a desk and began working with a ferocity that would scare the feeble in character. *** The Happy Mask Salesman came to, slowly raising himself into a standing position. The sight he took in next confused him. The beast was gone and Midna and the Hero were talking civilly with one another. The Evil King was gone. The princess was gone. The shadow was gone. Everything seemed peaceful. If it weren't for the fact that the stone of the Square grounds were shredded with bricks and chunks were scattered all across the space, one might believe that this meeting was one between two completely civil politicians. What was more confusing was the color of the sky. If anyone else saw it, they paid it no attention. He had no idea what the cause was, but it settled uneasily into his heart. Something was not right, but he just couldn't put a finger on it. He cautiously approached the Hero and the Twilight Princess, making as little noise as possible. He picked his way across the ruins of the street and finally came to a stop about five feet from either person. They were talking about saving Zelda. Then the Hero collapsed, presumably from exhaustion. "E-excuse me..." He started out nervously.

Poor Dark Link. He seems to be low on everyone's list. Ganondorf likes Vaati because (at least for the sake of this roleplay) his mind is so malleable.

Since there doesn't appear to be anyway to edit the original OOC post, I will put the cover page in the IC. Beautiful work, by the way. It turned out really well. -thumbs up-

Ganondorf jolted awake when the carriage driver had called for the horses to stop. He righted himself in his seat as he had slumped while sleeping. The carriage door opened and a guard dressed in white welcomed him with a deep bow and a genuine "My Lord." "What is the cause for this unexpected welcoming, Yilla?" Ganondorf signaled for her to stand straight again and she obeyed. "Your visitor is in a guest room. He arrived with Princess Zelda yesterday." Yilla clasped her hands behind her back. "Wonderful." Ganondorf grinned. "Be sure to treat him well. And keep an eye on him. I don't suspect he's a traitor, but you never know. "Yes, My Lord." She dropped into another graceful bow and rushed off. Ganondorf entered his chamber and sat in a plush red chair. He stared out the window as the last of the sun's light burned on the edge of the desert. He loved that scene. A stream of blood flowing across the sparkling sand. Suddenly, the castle shook violently. It wasn't quite enough to throw the king out of his chair, but he did have to hang on to it's arms. His gaze still lying o the horizon, he let out a fearful gasp. The red line of sunset had melted into an eerie green and flashes of lightning struck at the ground without clouds. "It's real." He almost whispered and then he was grinning again. *** Vaati lay in a plush bed surrounded by a nest of gold-embroidered blankets and sheets. The bed's frame was four-barred cage of elborate knots and twists seemingly carved out of iron. The walls were sandstone covered in rich tapestries and curtains displaying vibrant colors beyond imagination. He didn't notice any of it. What caught his attention was the way the whole room shook. A vase fell from a table and shattered. He grabbed onto the blankets and curled up inside their safety, willing the quake to end. He was scared senseless.

> As long as Prince is fine with it, I'm down executing number B. Great! Welcome aboard.

> meaning he used the wrong name just now XD I think so.

Zmerr was again surprised as a woman popped out of the bushes. With his attention attracted to her, he didn't even notice the draconian disappear into the water. This time, he response more out of self defense and less out of shock. He'd seen humans before and he *hated* them. He held his pistol up, aiming it right at the woman's head. "And you scared the draconian." He kept his cold stare on her, his narrowed eyes throwing metaphorical daggers of ice at her. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't shoot you where you stand."