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Discussion in 'East Hyrule Field' started by Rachel Tosh, Dec 29, 2017.

  1. Rachel Tosh

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    [[If anyone would like to join me on my way to Rauru, please feel free to post with me l(^_^) ]]

    Rachel’s eyes snapped open. Her room was dark- it was several hours before daybreak. Rachel sat up, her heart pounding, and threaded the walls with light. The brightness of her magic and the adrenaline rushing through her washed away the last wispy traces of sleep, leaving her feeling anxious but fully awake. She had packed all her things last night. There was nothing to do but leave.

    Rachel walked out the inn and toward the stables. Now that the Festival was over, she should be able to rent a horse. She needed to get to Rauru immediately. She had urgent news to report to the Order. Zen had escaped, the fate of the Order members sent to take him was uncertain, and Rachel had mystical reason to believe Zen would destroy the Order of Rauru if she didn’t act. There was no time to lose.

    The only thing she regretted as she slung herself onto her horse was that she couldn’t spend any more time with Tane. He was a fascinating man. Their work took them in different directions now, but Rachel hoped their paths would cross again. Perhaps, when this business with Zen was taken care of, she would find him. That would be good. But until then, her people were in danger. Rachel wasn’t a warrior, not by any means, but the Fortune Teller has said she was vital to stopping Zen. She had to do her part. Rachel clicked her tongue and began to ride.
     
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    Gorehide cracked his knuckles as he lifted his hammer once more. He slammed his hammer into another pillar of earth. It shattered into hundreds of pieces, rocks and dirt rained down around him. Gorehide sighed. He looked over the rocks. None of them looked even remotely tasty. He popped one in his mouth. Bland. It was nutrition; tasteless, boring nutrition. He could try a more organic diet, but it was much easier when your food can easily be controlled by you. He had deformed the ground once more, pulling up another small pillar of earth and repeated the process. There were about a dozen broken pillars of earth around him, their rubble scattered everywhere. He had been doing this for at least an hour. He hit the newly constructed pillar. A lump of earth hurled towards his face and hit him. He rubbed his face and cursed under his breath. He looked at the rock. A hunk of iron. He placed it in his bag with a smile.

    Off in the distance, he heard the sound of hoofs. He looked to see the hylian. "Well, well, well, this could be amusing" He grinned. He conjured another pillar, this one intended for the hylian to see. "hopefully they are not blind." though it would be more amusing if they were, but less useful. He once more slammed his hammer into the pillar, shattering it. He looked over the debris for anything of interest but found nothing. He frowned, though this time, it was not his intention to get food.
     
  3. Rachel Tosh

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    Rachel did not like riding. The brown mare the stable had lent her jostled her with each step, and Rachel felt trapped on its back, her legs itching to walk on their own even as her bottom ached. She much preferred her own two feet carry her in her travels across Hyrule, but she couldn’t deny that the horse was faster. She needed to get to Rauru, and this muddy mare would cut hours off her time. Still, it hurt to miss on such a beautiful day. She liked to take her time as she walked, appreciate the day, and take in the beauty of Hyrule’s wide open spaces. On this horse, though, she really just wanted her trip to be over so she could dismount and get off her sore backside.

    It was with relief that she saw a Goron down the road. Her horse had been moving for hours now, and it was due for a rest. Rachel relished the prospect of getting off the muddy, bumpy thing for a bit. As she drew near, she saw the Goron raise a pillar out of the earth and promptly smash it. Rachel watched in mild interest as the mountain man searched the rubble.

    “Hello,” she called, drawing up. “What are you looking for?” She smiled. “Rachel Tosh of Rauru,” she said, her horse slowing to a stop. She looked around at the many scattered pieces of rock. It seemed like that wasn’t the first pillar he’d made and smashed. “How long’ve you been here?”
     
  4. Gorehide

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    He grinned, more to himself than the newcomer. "Hail traveler! I am Gozobick Gorehide, traveling blacksmith. I am looking for both food and materials to use in my forge. And the amount of time I have spent?" He looked around, doing some quick calculations in his head. "I guess it has been an hour now." He laughed a hearty laugh. The once pristine hill was now ruined by rocks and rubble. "So what is a lady like yourself doing out her all by herself?" With a flick of the wrist, some of the rocks that laid about rolled around to the back side of Gorehide, forming a throne. It looked very primitive and uncomfortable, but Gorehide sat in it anyway, leaning his arm on an armrest he made. At this point he was just showing off. He had not interacted with anyone for days and he had grown bored and, for lack of a better word, lonely.

    He looked at the horse and scoffed. "Where did you get such a pitiful horse? That thing will probably buck you off at the first sign of danger!" Not that Gorehide knew anything about horses. He had never ridden one and never cared too. If he really needed to travel, he would roll up into a ball and roll, but that was very rare. Relying on an animal during conflict was dangerous. Animals were selfish, only thinking for themselves. Except war trained animals, they were special.

    Gorehide looked at Rachel's person. "By the way, not to be rude, but you seem to have no armor nor weapons, how do you expect to defend yourself? And where are you heading, if you do not mind me asking, all by yourself?"
     
  5. Rachel Tosh

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    Rachel stopped her horse near Gorehide's chair, though she did not dismount. She was too seasoned a traveler to trust blindly on the open road, especially when she was alone. Farore, wasn't that why she usually hired a bodyguard to accompany her? Hyrule was not a safe place, and Rachel's work often took her far off the beaten path, where bandits were a much more immediate concern than in the comfort of Rauru's walls. Gorehide's probing questions did nothing to ease her concerns. Innocent curiosity, perhaps, but it was probably best not to explain to this stranger that she was all but incapable in a fight.

    "Why, with magic of course," she said, smiling. "I ride to Rauru. I have a report for the Order I need to deliver." Hopefully the Order's reputation would deter this Goron if he was planning to hurt her. "This horse," she patted its head, "came from Kasuto. It's been good so far, but," she grimaced, "I'm not one for horses."

    Rachel studied the Goron lounging on his construct. He seemed relaxed enough, but the show of power made her slightly uneasy. She slowed her breathing and attended to her Spirit, on the watch for signs of oncoming magical attacks. "A forge? What sort of smith are you, Gozobick Gorehide, and where are you based? Even for a Goron, it can't be easy to carry ore long distances. Do you work in Kasuto, or one of the nearby hamlets?"
     
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    "What kind of magic?" He said probing further. She was one of the Order's little birds and she was without a flock to protect her? He felt like a hawk sizing up a songbird, but had learned many things during the war. Never underestimate your opponent or overestimate yourself. Plus, she was no diplomat nor did she seem to pose any threat to him. No need to anger the Order, not over this at least. She seemed uneasy, that was clear to him. Either she was ready to flee or ready to strike. "For a messenger for the Order, you seem quite... unguarded." He continued to prod as if it would end with little more than an uncomfortable mood. "You must have an urgent message to so recklessly go by yourself. Or maybe you are just that powerful of a mage," he said baiting her. He seemed to have a very relaxed attitude. He would comment on the horse, but he had little more to add.

    "Where am I based?" He laughed. "Must I repeat myself? I am a traveling blacksmith! I guess I should explain how." He stood up, getting away from his throne. He cracked his knuckles and smiled. "I hope your horse is not easy to startle." Without waiting for a response, his hands glowed a dark orange. He moved his hands as if he was ripping open something and a small pit opened up. With a motion that looked as if Gorehide was grabbing something, a sphere of rocks collected above the pit. His hands glowed red now as he clasped them together, the sphere now glowing red. Minutes passed, and the sphere grew brighter and brighter until it melted into a ball of magma. Gorehide slowly descended it into the pit. He looked at Rachel trying to gauge her reaction, a proud grin across his face.
     
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    Adam had been walking for what seemed like hours along the long dirt road and he was starting to get tired and wanted to take a break his long trek. He sighed and continued walking as he made his way to Rauru. He would have to set up a camp somewhere along the line, but at that moment he was determined to make is as far as he possibly could in however long he thought he could make it, still he was going to need a bit of a rest sometime within the next hour or so.

    It wasn't too long before he head noticed a horse by the side of the road and not too long after he saw the horse, it seemed like there was a Hylian and a Goron having some kind of chat he had assumed and it seemed like they were in good spirits and weren't bandits or the like, although he couldn't be sure from this distance and while he was a bit reluctant to approach them, he decided that he was going to anyway, he had decided that he needed a break and he might be able to get some more information about his missing mother.

    “Greetings!” He had said as he finally approached them. “I hope you don't mind me taking a bit of a res here so I may catch my breath a bit? I've been on the road for quite some time.” He explained as he took a seat on the dirt, his cainmail making a clinking sound as he did so.
     
  8. Rachel Tosh

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    Rachel's unease grew. She got the strong sense that the Goron was sizing her up, and even though his posture was relaxed, the probing and dangerous nature of his remarks made her distinctly glad she hadn't dismounted her horse. She didn't want to answer him, and thankfully he didn't give her a chance. Her horse reared when Gorehide ripped open a pit in the earth, and Rachel's mounting fear was almost enough to encourage it to bolt and put as much distance as possible between her and this suspicious Goron. But by the time she had regained control of the horse, she saw the sphere of rocks Gorehide was collecting above the pit and understood this wasn't an attack. He was showing her something, not mounting an assault.

    Rachel's nerves were taught as she watched the sphere glow a steadily brightening red, but as the minutes went by she relaxed. It was hard to stay keyed up for minutes on end when nothing was happening, and when Gorehide finally lowered the ball of magma into the pit, she was calm once more.

    Gorehide turned, smiling with a definite sense of pride, and the automatic smile she returned was laced with real intrigue. He'd assembled his own forge. "You really are a traveling blacksmith," she said, leaning forward a little in her saddle. "That must give you a huge advantage as a business. Do you have a specialty? Hamlets want tools, Hera wants weapons, what-" She cut off as someone called out behind her.

    Turning her horse a little, she saw a Hylian walk up to them and plop onto the ground. She backed up, wanting to keep both strangers in view at once. What if they were working together? If so, it was a very poor plan- she had been so distracted by Gorehide's sphere of magma she'd totally missed the Hylian behind her. If they were bandits working together, saying hello and sitting down was surely the last thing this man would do. He was probably just a traveler, which meant his presence might help deter the Goron from doing anything criminal to her on this open road. "Hello," she said. "No, not at all. This is a public road, after all. I'm Rachel. Gorehide there," she indicated the Goron and his forge, "was just showing me how it's possible for someone with power over earth and fire to operate a mobile smithy."
     
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    The hard ground that Adam had chosen to sit on was starting to get very uncomfortable to him as he sat down. It had felt better than walking, but that wasn't a hard feat to accomplish. Adam had started watching as Rachel had moved her horse back to keep both him and the Goron in view of herself. At least, that's what Adam had assumed was going on. “She's cautious. Which can only be a good thing with how Hyrule is these days.” He thought as he moved to position himself into one that was a bit more comfortable for himself.



    “A mobile blacksmith is certainly an interesting idea.” Adam said as he continued to try and position himself, as he was finding it almost impossible to get into a comfortable position his chanmail making noise as he did so. “Sorry, about that friend, it's just getting to be a bit hard to get comfortable on the ground. It's still better than walking for the moment” He explained to both of them as he continued to try to get comfortable in vain.



    “Still I wouldn't mind learning more about how a mobile forge would work. It's fascinating, really.” He stretched out his legs slowly, hearing them crack and snap as he did so.



    “So, what brings you two on this long road if I may ask such a question?” He had asked both of them. “I've been searching for my mother, she's been missing since I was a teenager. Sadly, I haven't found any clues about her disappearance since I've started looking for her a few years ago.” He said with a long sigh afterwords.
     
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    Gorehide was soaking up the newfound curiosity of the messenger girl. It was music to his ears to hear praise for the first time in a while. He was about to answer the questions she asked when she stopped mid sentence. Gorehide turned to see the source of the distraction.

    Gorehide seemed to have picked a popular spot as another traveler arrived. They seemed better armed, but a rookie at best. He would stand no chance against a hardened veteran, such as himself, Gorehide mused to himself. "Hello traveler, sorry I did not see you coming, otherwise I would have hailed you." Seems the man over heard their conversation and was equally interested. Gorehide smiled. "I am Gozobick Gorehide, the traveling blacksmith."

    He turned his attention back to Rachel, but was addressing both. "I make weapons of war. I have for decades. Believe me, I was a legend during the Thirty Years' War, able to make weapons wherever and whenever. I made sure every blade was sharp, every shield hard, and every chest-piece flawless. But you know that the war came to an end. Hyrule entered an age of peace, which made weapons less profitable. Of course there are always small militias and adventurers who are willing to buy my goods, but not to the extent during the war." He purposefully never mentioned who he worked for or who he sold to. "Sorry, I got of topic. I have tried tools, but with the exceptions of sickles, scythes, pitchforks, and hammers, I am no good." Sickles and scythes were used all the time during the war, and a pitchfork is pretty much a trident. In truth, he never really bothered to make tools, since weapons were always in demand.

    He turned his attention back to the newcomer. He gave the man a sympathetic stare. "I am sorry that you lost your mother. It is truly tragic to grow up without parents." He said with a silver, forked tongue. In reality, he thought it was foolish. She was probably long dead and even if she was not, she probably was nothing but a dead weight. But Gorehide made sure not to even show an ounce of his callous nature.
     
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    "Yes," Rachel echoed, "I'm sorry for your loss. I hope you find her. Have you tried talking to the Theologians in Rauru? The Order has believers all across Hyrule, particularly the Western half. The scribes may know something, if you asked." Rachel's words were kind, but there was no deep empathy in her voice. She had grown with her family intact, and she had never suffered the pain of a missing family member like this man had. Hopefully she would never experience such grief. She thought it would be better to know for sure that the mother was dead. To not know would be torture. "As for me, I'm delivering a message to the Order from Kasuto. Some things have happened there they need to know about."

    She listened attentively to Gorehide's story. "The Thirty Years' War? You must have seen much, Smith Gorehide." She hesitated, but her drive to know (and the presence of the unnamed traveler) pushed her past her caution. "I work primarily as a historian for the Order of Rauru," she said. "I would love to sit down for a hours and listen to your tales, if you have any you'd like to tell. A legendary blacksmith during the War would know things that should be recorded and passed down. Information from that time and the time before is so scarce, what with the fires and ruination of our greatest cities." It was hard to tell a Goron's age just by looking at him, but if he was old enough to remember the time before, his knowledge would be invaluable. "Would you be interested in an interview? Any stories you have to tell, I would love to hear them."
     
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    Adam was surprised upon learning that the person he was talking to was a blacksmith from the Thirty Year war. He had always loved reading historical books about the battles that took place during that time period, or any other time period for that mater.

    “Oh, it's all right. It's an honour to meet a blacksmith from the thirty years war.” He told Gorehide “I would imagine that the soldiers were always happy to have you around during the war.”

    He listened to every word of Gorehide's story with a great amount of interest. He didn't get to talk with many people who lived during the Thirty Years War, after all before realizing that he never introduced himself to the travellers he had bumped into that day.

    However, his attention soon shifted to Rachel when her heard she might know a way to get some information on where his mother was.“I must admit, I've never considered talking to the scribes that you have mentioned. I will try to contact them when I arrive there. Oh! How rude of me, I never introduced myself. My name is Adam Joubert. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He felt foolish having not introduced himself sooner than he had it was only polite to introduce yourself first, after all. “Thank you both for your sympathy. I really mean it.”
     

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