lorulelegend
Lorule Legend
An Indie Ravio Roleplay/Ask Blog (Also check out my ALttP Link over at lightoflegend)
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STARTER CALL!!
Like or comment for a rando starter or for me to hop into your dms! (Or you can poke into mine!)
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These get around a lot faster than promos so - - - -
Like or reblog this if you are interested in a zelda Multimuse that is mainly different versions of Ganondorf, as well as Demise, and his family members. AU, OC, crossover, NSFW, M!A friendly and not mutual exclusive but is a bit selective. Mun is 30 years old!
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Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets
🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret
🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret
🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs
🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist
🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist
❤️- For a secret crush
📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like
👁🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike
🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about
🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about
💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others
🏹- For a talent they wish they had
👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone
☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps
🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)
📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)
📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)
🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse
❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!
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If our lives are already written , it would take a courageous man to change the script !
indie . selective . med - activity —- ORIGINAL CHARACTER ;
VIS VON HELLBERT
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”Oh, thanks so mu-!“ He paused, a brow raising as what the small imp said sank in.
“Excuse me… did.. did you say 500 Rupees?!” Ravio groaned as he fingers pulled at either side of his face. What did he look like, some gullible hero?! He would usually argue and barter, but he couldn’t afford to waste time. “Fiiine! Fine fine fine! But only after we find my friend!”
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Send me a character + emotion!
Feel free to reblog and use them yourself ;)
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Reblog if You Would Love it if Curious Anons Invaded Your Inbox!
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“Look around you… This is EXACTLY what happened with the Triforce!”
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Y’know that theory that Ghirahim’s actually the master sword of Lorule? Yeah, so, that’s funny as hell to me.
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Been thinking about Princess Hilda. I think she’s a really interesting character,,,, driven to toxic behaviour by desperation and the company of someone with malicious intent. Considering how little time in the game is spent with the details of the story, it’s pretty wild how much is implied.
I’d imagine Hilda would go and apologies to Ravio a few hours after this, only to find he’s gone…
#We have done AFTER the game buuuut#we should do BEFORE THE GAME TOO#Sweet sweet angst#Could be fun to explore the before times though!!
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'' Your lieing~ i can see that by the twitching ear's, youve clearly gotten stuck in a painting. ''
“N-nope!! No idea what you’re talking about!! Oh, uh looks like Princess Hilda is calling me!! Better go see what she wants!”
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“Who knows? Maybe some of your courage rubbed off on me.”
Hello and welcome! Ravio here from A Link Between Worlds and do I have a great deal just for YOU!
If you’re interested in interacting, for the low price of a like or reblog, me and Sheerow will come crash at your place visit you! We’re AU/OC/Multiverse friendly!
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A heavy sighed passed his lips as the purple clad merchant sprawled out onto the table filled with odds and ends at ‘reasonable’ prices. Oh, how this day had dredged on like no other; no visitors meant no business, and it made the days dull.
Guess he would have to rest for the day and wait for a particular hero to make his rounds back again. The small white bird perched atop his hood began chirping wildly as a rather large and bulky looking gent approached the small home he had taken up residence in. A customer?? Though, a bit hesitant to go greet this rather intimidating newcomer, Ravio nonetheless rushed to the door and flung it open.
“Welcome to Ravio’s Shop, friend! I, uh… think you may be a tad… muscular for the door…And the inside… Ah, but no fear!!”
The merchant waltzed back indoors, holding up a single finger as a sign for the other to wait. It only took a brief moment before he returned, large sack in hand as he began revealing a large variety of miscellaneous gadgets, relics, and tools. “So, what are you in the market for, pal?”
Of ‘Merchants’ & ‘Mercenaries’
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An immense man, stockier than most Gorons with shoulders three Hylians across, taller than most with height above two and a half Hylians, a further two men deep at the waist alone. marched as mud sucked at his boots. He wore mostly leathers and furs, with chain and cloth beneath. His armor appeared to be pieced from varying sets, decorated with additional fixtures, but all of quality and fitting together to create something imposing. This is, of course, the impression the recently resurrected man sought to create. A dangerous and adventurous mercenary. Perhaps he should have altered his own appearance, colored his flaming hair blonde, changed his tone of skin, altered his height. Why he did not, not even as an illusion? The answer was simple. Pride, and to retain the sense of self he had only recently recovered.
He had heard tell of an interesting new establishment. A young and… odd, merchant dealing in artifacts and relics of sorcery. Perhaps such could assist in his search, a handful of artifacts, ones that would aid in unsealing the remnant pieces of himself. Ganondorf. Ganondorf would rise once more to the throne of Hyrule. He could do so himself, without assistance, he certainly had the patience and time, but only a fool waited where action could be taken.
Ganondorf traveled with a large, long-handled axe and a cavalry saber strapped to back and hip respectively, alongside a crossbow on his other thigh and quiver. All of them huge to fit his bulk. His other weapons were better, but these gave the impression he needed.
The dark man of fiery hair climbed the hill to reach the small house which he had been directed to. Isolated, it was a little strange but in a central and useful location to Hyrule for travel. The Demon King approached.
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We better hold hands so we don’t get separated! You know, for safety!
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They were both obstinate fools; Hilda came to recognize this all too late but, this should came as no surprise considering her history of not catching onto things instantly. Anxiety overwhelmed him, and anyone with eyes could see this. It was hard to determine whether or not she can use the word “stubborn” here, but most certainly, she knew that the less harsh one would be brave. To press forward while enshrouded in fear was courageous, and Hilda felt a warm fluttering in her chest. Not one that rang of nerves, instead, a feeling that would gradually grow in size until it overcame her. The warm feeling briefly cutting through the frigid air; it didn’t take long for her to realize she was proud of him. He trembled, not from the cold but the dread, yet he still was adamant in staying by her side.
She stood in her spot for a moment then follows him. It didn’t take too long to walk side by side once more. “You are brave, Ravio. I am glad you decided to take this task with me even if you are nervous. Ah, but you may very well be right in those guesses. There have been flukes over the years, after all.”
“But going back your inquiry, a more secluded area, away from the Ice Ruins,” Hilda said. “I’ve marked it on the map. It may not be accurate, but it should be satisfactory enough for now.”
Ravio and Hilda needed to follow the trail leading up to the peaks; once they’ve managed that much, they would then have to briefly get off that path and make one of their own. She didn’t want the blade to be up here. The idea of it didn’t sit right with her. Because more than likely, the sword was no longer that holy sword wielded by heroes of the past. She could only assume that, at best, the master sword lost its power due to neglect all these centuries. At worst was another story, one she didn’t want to think about lest she should set off Ravio’s nerves.
“It has been a while since I’ve traveled around this area. The tunneling system is confusing; we should be careful once we reach it.”
Out of the many ladders littered throughout, it was best to go with the main one that led to the Ice Ruins. “This way…” She walks a few steps ahead. Once she reaches the ladder and awaits Ravio, she points to the top of it.
“We must be wary of the monsters ahead. However, you have nothing to fear, so long as I am here, I will protect you with my magic. Now then, I believe it best for me to go up first. It should give you enough time to collect your resolve in the meantime. I understand how you must feel… so I’ll go first. I will call for you if it is clear. Is that alright with you?”
Those words almost felt like a cruel joke. Ravio knew she meant well by them but still.
“I’m not brave.. But I couldn’t just let you do this alone. It’s our home.” Yes, he was scared. Not just scared for himself, but for her own safety above all else. He was no Hero of Hyrule; he lacked the skills required to protect them should their mission take a turn for the worse. And while Hilda had her own powers, he couldn’t help but feel the creeping insecurity of being useless wash over him. What good was he here?
Perhaps Yuga had been right about him all along. Just a useless jester parading around as an advisor. His words had stung deep then and they still haunted him now.
Ravio followed closely after Hilda, nodding in agreement as she spoke. “M-monsters..?” He had his own little arsenal of magical gadgets but his level of comfort with dealing with threats was low. He swallowed hard and his stomach turned on it’s side. His feelings conflicting with one another. Half of him wanted to agree that it was best given his current state while the other argued it should be him who go up first and not subject the princess to such dangers. He wanted nothing more than to confidently tell her he would protect her and scout ahead in her place. But the words never came as he bit his lip and lowered his gaze to his feet.
”Alright, Princess Hilda.. but please be careful.” His voice had a hint of disappointment.
#Loruleheiress#it’s ok Ravio#let your goth princess gf take care of you for now#you’ll have your chance!#also phone posts are hard to make ;v;
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oh, ophelia, you’ve been on my mind since the flood
oh ophelia, heaven help a fool who falls in love
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'' Ever gotten stuck in a painting? ''
"W-what?? Who me?? No no no, n-never. 100 percent guaranteed!! Where would you get such a silly idea?!"
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