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Nov 04, 2014 09:30AM
((This is the 50 mile long expanse of pure field in front of Hyrule Castle. It also stretches out to the east of the Castle. This is a role playing location.))

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Horace walked along the trail, his armor clanking with each step as they hit the dirt road. He had been travelling for quite a while, and it had been a long time since he had reached a source of water. He was parched, to say the least.
Hearing the sound of water, his spirits lifted, running at full sprint, he reached the river in no time. Kneeling down, he took off his helmet and began to drink.
Hearing the sound of water, his spirits lifted, running at full sprint, he reached the river in no time. Kneeling down, he took off his helmet and began to drink.


Mercer picked up his stuff and stood on the hill top, looking at the new individual, wondering if he or she was a cultist or not.
Horace stood up, wiping his face off. Looking around, he saw someone sitting under a tree off in the distance. Quickly, he shoved his helmet on. Somebody seeing his face was the last thing on his mind.
Turning around, he noticed another individual on the hilltop. Horace kept his hand on his sword hilt, but did not draw.
Turning around, he noticed another individual on the hilltop. Horace kept his hand on his sword hilt, but did not draw.

Horace saw him put his hand on his hip, and saw the shine of the sword. What was going on? He thought. Horace decided to test and took his hand off his sword.




"One should introduce himself before asking for the name of another," Horace replied. The man looked polite, as he had taken off his sword when Horace had, but Horace still didn't want to take any chances.


"Horace Volaire," he said, returning the bow respectfully.
"What brings you across Hyrule Field?" Horace asked.
"What brings you across Hyrule Field?" Horace asked.

he figured he would the guy that much information and that much only, he still didn't know if he was a cultist or not and he didn't expect him to just tell him right out if he was, so he decided to show a bit of casual trust but too much of it
Horace noticed that this man was going to the same place he was, but the fact was, he didn't even know if this Mercer was a cultist or not. He was about to ask up front, when he noticed somebody running towards the two, coming from Horace's right. Distracted, he looked at the figure, but as he got closer, Horace's eyes went wide (of course, nobody could see it).
"Cultist!" Horace shouted, tackling Mercer to dodge the incoming fireball the cultist had just launched.
"For Kovos!" The cultist shouted.
"Cultist!" Horace shouted, tackling Mercer to dodge the incoming fireball the cultist had just launched.
"For Kovos!" The cultist shouted.

The cultist continued to shoot fireballs at them, Mercer took out his sword and countered some with it and dodged the others.
The cultist was a ways away so Mercer couldn't get him with his sword, so with a movement of his arm he moved the water in the river next to the cultist in a wave to cover him and with another movement the wave dragged him into the river.
Mercer relaxed some but was taken by surprise as another fireball came out nowhere and hit him, sending him flying a few feet, but not unconscious.
Horace leapt up quickly. Taking account of the situation, he noticed there wasn't just one cultist.
"Damn. There's more of them."
Running towards a cultist and dodging his fireballs, he leapt up and brought his sword, cutting deep into the man. Switching targets, he ran towards the river and shoved his sword into the river, impaling the man's head.
Spinning around, he threw his sword and killed another. Retrieving his sword, he got into his ready stance and waited for what was to come next.
"Damn. There's more of them."
Running towards a cultist and dodging his fireballs, he leapt up and brought his sword, cutting deep into the man. Switching targets, he ran towards the river and shoved his sword into the river, impaling the man's head.
Spinning around, he threw his sword and killed another. Retrieving his sword, he got into his ready stance and waited for what was to come next.


he then used his magic to pull the other cultist back out of the water and as he squeezed his fist locked him in a block of ice, his head out to get air, and he walked over to him.
"i can get some nice information out of you, if not that you'll be good prisoner to the Hyrule nobles and they can get the information out of you" he said in a cold grim tone as he sheathed his sword

"Ok get it together, man," he sputtered as he ducked behind the tree. "You-you're just dreaming, OK?" he smacked himself in the face.
Horace rushed over to Mercer. "So you are Resistance?" He asked Mercer.
Sheathing his sword, he put his hands on his hips questioningly.
Sheathing his sword, he put his hands on his hips questioningly.

"Yeah, I am."
Looking around he noticed a figure moving by a tree not far off.
"Hey. There might be another cultist," Horace said, moving towards the figure by the tree.
Looking around he noticed a figure moving by a tree not far off.
"Hey. There might be another cultist," Horace said, moving towards the figure by the tree.

Looking around the tree, he saw a man smacking himself in the face, which made Horace question the man's sanity.
"Uh ... Mercer? I don't think this guy will be much of a threat," Horace said confusedly.
"Uh ... Mercer? I don't think this guy will be much of a threat," Horace said confusedly.

"looks like he's either a child or he might be Kokiri" he said, a little interested but not too much "and with that, I'll be on my way to the castle" he turned around and started his walk
"Wait a minute," Horace pleaded. "That was some exceptional fighting from you, and even though I usually work alone, I was wondering maybe if I could accompany you to the castle, at least until then. It would be a very good idea if any cultists decide to show up again."

he decided to bring him then, "sure, come along" he said, turning back around to walk again






All Horace could do was laugh along with Mercer. "Clumsy kid."
Rue Fluer wrote: "((I shall invade!! Lol))"
((Go ahead.))
((Go ahead.))



((Due to him traveling a lot, he's not familiar with the sound of a violin, nor that the "beast" is a horse.))
Horace reached the hilltop alongside Mercer. He didn't know why, but Horace believed that this man was different from the rest, so he decided to be kind.
“Shall we be off?”
“Shall we be off?”