Fighting
Now, at long last, it's Nabooru's turn. She was in the thick of things as Ganondorf rose to power, and she was caught in the tidal wave of rebellion...things did not run as smoothly as she had hoped. And she was plunged into a darkness that none but the Hero have ever seen...
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Oh, for the love of the Goddesses, can He not stop banging on the seal for five minutes? I'm getting a headache from this constant bombardment from the other side. Shut up you ridiculous man!
Excuse me - but I'm getting rather annoyed with guard duty today - I don't believe he can have stopped smashing himself against the doors for over an hour now. When will the respite come? I'd wish deafness on myself just for some peace right now. He can't break out, and he knows it, and I bet that infuriates him. Good. He deserves some feelings of helplessness after all the death and torment he managed to cause in his cowardly way.
I'm Nabooru, in case the rounded ears and the fact that I'm Sage of the Spirit Temple didn't give it away. Yes, I know I seem short tempered, but you would be too if you'd been through what I've been through. I think it entitles me to being a little pissed off - and the fact that this blasted fool won't stop *banging* on the seal! I'm tempted to go over and give him a piece of my mind! Pah, as if he wasn't annoying enough when he was still alive.
I can remember distinctly when I first met his Lordship. He couldn't have been older than a few hours, and I was perhaps four or five...I'm not sure. It doesn't matter anyway. I was ushered in, as the new leader in training for the fortress, and shown this child, who was reputed to be about to lead our people into a 'Golden Age', and give us Hyrule on a platter. Of course, I had no comprehension at that age as to what this might mean. I didn't know that there would be bloodshed in order to get the fertile soils and comfortable homes that I was told would come when he led us.
He was a curious child, and I doubt if you had met him in those early years, you would have recognised the sweet smiles upon his face. And you certainly wouldn't have registered the evil monstrosity we have trapped here, to the shy boy, who didn't want to play with the girls, because he was the odd one out.
But, he was being twisted to the dark path by those two witches, Koume and Kotake. And if any of you have read the legends, you will know I mean witches in the literal sense. They were the ones who dwelled in the Spirit Temple, and would often come to visit the Gerudo, searching for the 'boy'. So, when they came on one of these many visits, and found Ganondorf to be of a viable age at last (he could not have been more than ten or eleven), they began to tell him tales of the Tri-Force, and of the power that it would give him if he could gain it.
And it was then that he began to gain a cruel streak. No longer would he quietly share his belongings; instead, he would ensure that as the only male, and therefore the most important child, that he would get all the first rate stuff. The best food, the best toys and the very best weapons. Nothing was too good for Ananya's precious boy-child - even jewels were gathered and given at his feet, and he began to realise just what sway he had.
I did not genuflect at his feet - luckily, it was not noticed, for everyone excused me, saying I had enough to do in my training. I lived up to that as best as I could, ignoring Ganondorf as much as possible without causing offence. He was a pompous little child in my eyes, and I didn't have time for pompous, pampered boy-children in my schedule.
However, it soon escalated to the point that Ganondorf was planning false alliances with the King of Hyrule, and I could see what the plans were. For, if he could be in the King's good books, he could also possibly gain entrance to the Temple of Light, and then the Tri-Force.
I was finally able to comprehend what the scriptures had meant by 'Hyrule on a platter'. Oh yes, it would be easy enough to take if he did gain the Tri-Force - but what about all the blood and death that would linger about the place? I could not let something so hideous happen without trying to combat it in some way.
That was the beginning of the secret alliance - there weren't many of us. Maybe twenty, thirty at our strongest point. We had four on stable duty, and were able to prevent Ganondorf from having a horse for about three weeks, before Ananya stepped forwards, and demanded one. How pitiful - that he still needed his mother to do such things for him. But, we could not hold back, and Ganondorf rode forth to put the first parts of the plan into action.
When I heard that he had part of the Tri-Force, the alliance was called together, and we prepared our battle plan. If we could kill the precious man-child, we would be able to stop it all before it got out of hand.
Or so we thought.
I didn't account for traitors in the group...I found myself enslaved, and many of my friends similarly punished - or in some cases...Goddesses, how cruel a race can be when their eyes are filled with the greedy promise of riches.
Enough of that - it is all in the past after all, and the precious man- child is trapped behind the ten foot thick seal at my back, barricaded with magic and material. Bang away all you want Ganondorf. Waste your strength - maybe by next watch, you'll be so tired you can't keep it up, and I can have a rest from this fearful drumming.
Here's hoping anyway.
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I'm sorry if that seemed a little rushed - I was trying to prevent myself from launching into a full history of Nabooru's exploits during Ganondorf's rise and fall, so I had to get off of each point quickly, or I know I wouldn't have been able to stop. And, I completely made up the name of Ganondorf's mother off of the top of my head. It's not like we were ever told (unless I missed something...)
R+R - Soda XXX
Now, at long last, it's Nabooru's turn. She was in the thick of things as Ganondorf rose to power, and she was caught in the tidal wave of rebellion...things did not run as smoothly as she had hoped. And she was plunged into a darkness that none but the Hero have ever seen...
~/*\~/*\~/*\~
Oh, for the love of the Goddesses, can He not stop banging on the seal for five minutes? I'm getting a headache from this constant bombardment from the other side. Shut up you ridiculous man!
Excuse me - but I'm getting rather annoyed with guard duty today - I don't believe he can have stopped smashing himself against the doors for over an hour now. When will the respite come? I'd wish deafness on myself just for some peace right now. He can't break out, and he knows it, and I bet that infuriates him. Good. He deserves some feelings of helplessness after all the death and torment he managed to cause in his cowardly way.
I'm Nabooru, in case the rounded ears and the fact that I'm Sage of the Spirit Temple didn't give it away. Yes, I know I seem short tempered, but you would be too if you'd been through what I've been through. I think it entitles me to being a little pissed off - and the fact that this blasted fool won't stop *banging* on the seal! I'm tempted to go over and give him a piece of my mind! Pah, as if he wasn't annoying enough when he was still alive.
I can remember distinctly when I first met his Lordship. He couldn't have been older than a few hours, and I was perhaps four or five...I'm not sure. It doesn't matter anyway. I was ushered in, as the new leader in training for the fortress, and shown this child, who was reputed to be about to lead our people into a 'Golden Age', and give us Hyrule on a platter. Of course, I had no comprehension at that age as to what this might mean. I didn't know that there would be bloodshed in order to get the fertile soils and comfortable homes that I was told would come when he led us.
He was a curious child, and I doubt if you had met him in those early years, you would have recognised the sweet smiles upon his face. And you certainly wouldn't have registered the evil monstrosity we have trapped here, to the shy boy, who didn't want to play with the girls, because he was the odd one out.
But, he was being twisted to the dark path by those two witches, Koume and Kotake. And if any of you have read the legends, you will know I mean witches in the literal sense. They were the ones who dwelled in the Spirit Temple, and would often come to visit the Gerudo, searching for the 'boy'. So, when they came on one of these many visits, and found Ganondorf to be of a viable age at last (he could not have been more than ten or eleven), they began to tell him tales of the Tri-Force, and of the power that it would give him if he could gain it.
And it was then that he began to gain a cruel streak. No longer would he quietly share his belongings; instead, he would ensure that as the only male, and therefore the most important child, that he would get all the first rate stuff. The best food, the best toys and the very best weapons. Nothing was too good for Ananya's precious boy-child - even jewels were gathered and given at his feet, and he began to realise just what sway he had.
I did not genuflect at his feet - luckily, it was not noticed, for everyone excused me, saying I had enough to do in my training. I lived up to that as best as I could, ignoring Ganondorf as much as possible without causing offence. He was a pompous little child in my eyes, and I didn't have time for pompous, pampered boy-children in my schedule.
However, it soon escalated to the point that Ganondorf was planning false alliances with the King of Hyrule, and I could see what the plans were. For, if he could be in the King's good books, he could also possibly gain entrance to the Temple of Light, and then the Tri-Force.
I was finally able to comprehend what the scriptures had meant by 'Hyrule on a platter'. Oh yes, it would be easy enough to take if he did gain the Tri-Force - but what about all the blood and death that would linger about the place? I could not let something so hideous happen without trying to combat it in some way.
That was the beginning of the secret alliance - there weren't many of us. Maybe twenty, thirty at our strongest point. We had four on stable duty, and were able to prevent Ganondorf from having a horse for about three weeks, before Ananya stepped forwards, and demanded one. How pitiful - that he still needed his mother to do such things for him. But, we could not hold back, and Ganondorf rode forth to put the first parts of the plan into action.
When I heard that he had part of the Tri-Force, the alliance was called together, and we prepared our battle plan. If we could kill the precious man-child, we would be able to stop it all before it got out of hand.
Or so we thought.
I didn't account for traitors in the group...I found myself enslaved, and many of my friends similarly punished - or in some cases...Goddesses, how cruel a race can be when their eyes are filled with the greedy promise of riches.
Enough of that - it is all in the past after all, and the precious man- child is trapped behind the ten foot thick seal at my back, barricaded with magic and material. Bang away all you want Ganondorf. Waste your strength - maybe by next watch, you'll be so tired you can't keep it up, and I can have a rest from this fearful drumming.
Here's hoping anyway.
~/*\~/*\~/*\~
I'm sorry if that seemed a little rushed - I was trying to prevent myself from launching into a full history of Nabooru's exploits during Ganondorf's rise and fall, so I had to get off of each point quickly, or I know I wouldn't have been able to stop. And, I completely made up the name of Ganondorf's mother off of the top of my head. It's not like we were ever told (unless I missed something...)
R+R - Soda XXX