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

  1. Gill

    Gill Misanthropic swordswoman
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    The sudden rumble of the stones closing over the magma caused Gill to start and nearly draw blade. Once over the surprise she shrugged and turned back to the road, keeping note to herself to be extra wary of the Goron as her hand loosened on the handle. She wouldn't want to be on his bad side

    Noting the wave of friendly greeting, she lifted a hand in return. Hopefully that would be the extent of friendly exchanges. She trailed along, drifting with the intention to come abreast of the Hylian so as to be furthest from the Goron. She did ponder the wisdom of her choice. The man with the pole-arm might also use magic of a sort. Seamed highly unlikely if he used a weapon though.

    Really though the choice was pretty much the obvious one. It would be rude to come between the man and the lady on the horse. And she didn't want to make the horse nervous, her being a strange person, and the others, she thought, already friends or acquaintances.

    When she came close enough that speaking was necessary she commented, "Yo." with a slight salute to the man.
     
  2. Rachel Tosh

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    So, Gorehide had fled Death Mountain to join the war. That fit. The Gorons had been determinedly neutral, preferring to stay removed and only interact with the war on a nonpartisan mercantile basis, and she doubted Gorehide would have any choice but to sneak away if he wanted to take a more active role. She still wasn't sure what that meant, but the story would get there eventually. Gorehide paused, reflecting, and Rachel did not interrupt. The war was long and complicated, and it wasn't surprising he'd need a moment to sort through his thoughts, especially given the spur-of-the-moment nature of the interview. Still, as the minutes ticked by, she couldn't help but wonder. Surely Gorehide's life after leaving Death Mountain couldn't be so complex that he needed this long to figure out where to start? A straight-forward story like how a man joined a war shouldn't be hard to tell. Only people with secrets to protect, hidden details they wanted to dance around, took so long in considering what to say next. Rachel remembered how uneasy she'd been around Gorehide before Adam had showed up. There was something about him that made her distinctly uncomfortable. What was this Goron hiding? Or was she being too suspicious, her nerves wound up tight after the Festival and Zen's escape?

    Gorehide spoke, and his question caught Rachel off guard. For a moment she just sat there, not sure what to think. What was her opinion of the people who fought in the war? What sort of a question was that? And how would that help the interview? She wasn't sure what to say, and she was even less sure why he was asking. After minutes of consideration, this was what he said? Why? Secrets to protect. Gorehide was fishing for information about her. There was something he wasn't comfortable revealing, and he wanted to be sure of her stance on whatever it was before he confessed. What is your opinion of the people who fought in the war? Rachel had conducted many interviews; she knew that if she didn't answer satisfactorily, this interview would be as good as over. Even if they continued talking, Gorehide would withhold information or maybe even lie to her, and his account of the war would be virtually useless to her if she couldn't trust the truth of his words. But what to say?

    "I'm not sure I agree," she said slowly. "As a historian, the worst thing I could do right now is introduce bias. The best historians are the ones who tell the stories of peoples and nations as they were, uncolored by their own personal political views and beliefs. If I tell you what I believe, there is a risk you would tailor your story to match what you think I want to hear, which would taint the tale." She hesitated for a fraction of a second, then took the risk. "Worse, what if what I say makes you leave things out? I want your story pure and whole as you see it. And don't feel you need to cut things out, either. Details that may seem trivial to you may be new to me, and even repetitive details have merit, because they support information that I have found elsewhere. Please, don't leave things out because you worry I know it already." She walked her horse closer to the Goron, then leaned in and spoke softly. There were only a couple of reasons she could think of that would cause Gorehide to hesitate in talking to her, a self-professed member of the Order of Rauru. "My job is to record the truths of the world. Nothing else. Right now all I'm looking for is information on the war. If you're worried about your safety, I can change your name to protect your identity." She met his gaze. "My views aren't important right now- only your story is. Can you believe that?"
     
  3. Gorehide

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    Gorehide's face expressed frustration. He rarely expressed frustration around strangers, but Rachael had earned it. Gorehide let the messenger bird catch the spider while it was spinning its web. The calm and kind facade broke down right before Rachael's eyes. It was not hostile, but it revealed his true nature, the silver tongued creature that he was. But, just as quickly as he let it show, it was as quickly concealed once more as he acted like nothing had happened.

    "Right, I see I can get nothing past you." He laughed, but a keen ear could tell it was disingenuous. Even though he said that he desperately tried to spin his web once more. He hated losing control of the situation. He was thinking of new lies, ways to beat around the truth. The pause was a minute long, but to Gorehide, it was an eternity. When he thought his web was ready, he prepared to open his mouth, he heard a voice in the back of his head. "Why do you hide your story? Were you not proud of your time in the war? You adored Lord Charcoal, yet you act as if you are ashamed to even speak his name? You left Death Mountain because the Chieftain all but silenced his people's voices, yet here you stand, with a person who could chronicle the legacy of Charcoal's Legion and you have the audacity to consider lying? Have you no shame?! What would Lord Charcoal think of you? He did not die for you to seal your lips when asked to tell your story!"
    "What if she attacks me?"
    "You are twice, if not triple, the size of her, have fought nearly twenty years in the most bloody conflict Hyrule has ever seen, and have control over lava."
    "And if I die?"
    "Then you get to see Lord Charcoal again."

    Gorehide sighed. It was a sigh of defeat. The facade crumbled, as he was clearly less friendly. He was not mean per say, but he was definitely not your stereotypical Goron with their brotherly love. "There were many Gorons who thought the Cheiftain's decree for neutrality was cowardly and foolish, as it was a sign of fear. He was notorious for being all talk and no action, so no one feared the consequences of his decrees. When I left the mountain, I did not even try to sneak away. He would not bother to hunt me down. I was just another Goron who worked the forge. Dozens of others had left the mountain to join the war either as mercenaries or joining the bloated fools that was Hyrule." He clenched his fist. "I, on the other hand, saw the wisdom in Dragmir's ideology. They did not follow some royal family because the Goddesses' allegedly said so. No, they followed Ganon because he showed he was a capable leader! He united those considered 'undesirable' by Hyrule and brought the kingdom to their knees. They killed the royal family and seized the capital! What did Hyrule accomplish?! They floundered like idiots as they prayed that their Goddesses' would protect them! They were NOTHING but bloated fools for relied solely on their royal family and a hero of time! Yet once they were gone, they were disorganized and weak, believing their Goddesses' would send another hero to save them. But that hero never came, because the time for Hyrule was at an end and it should have been the beginning of Dragmir's kingdom! But the FOOLS who took over Ganon's dream had the AUDACITY to settle the war with a WHITE PEACE!"

    Gorehide took a few deeps breaths before regaining his composure, though it was clearly no longer collected at all. He had let it all out for all of the now three people here to see. "... Could you strike that tirade of mine from the record? I feel like that something that opinionated would detract from its historical value and is little more than my personal opinion based on my limited knowledge of the fallen Hyrulian Kingdom." He sounded much more refined, but lacked the confidence he had when he first met Rachael. He had shown his true colors to the three, and they were not pretty.
     
  4. Gill

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    Gill leaned forward to get a look at the goron on the other side of the party, her expression neutral, "Sometimes you gotta let it out," she commented, her tone neither hostile, nor friendly, merely matter-of-fact.

    The rant had rubbed her the wrong way, and she liked the goron even less, but she saw no need to start a debate. The past was the past, who knew what he was like now, even if he still held Hylians in low regard? She could somewhat agree about the naivety of blindly following the goddesses, for her own faith in them was tenuous at best.
     
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    Adam was shocked by the Goron's rant and even jumped slightly when he began shouting about the White Peace agreement. While he didn't know what side of the war he was on when they had first met, he made it no secret from where he stood about The Thirty Years War.



    Adam had began to trail further back. Not so much out of fear per se but more out of caution. He wasn't sure how the Goron was going to react not that he had shown his true colours to the group Adam was going to be a bit more on the cautious side with him. After all, he was a Goron who had amazing control over rock and even lava so he clearly should be taken seriously if push came to shove and they had get into a fight with him, but hopefully that scenario wouldn't come to pass and things would remain peaceful between the group.



    “Umm.. Hello.” Adam said in a soft voice to the human who had just recently joined them. He had just realized they were there and was going to try to initiate some kind of conversation with them.
     
  6. Gill

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    After her comment Gill mulled over her words. She decided she should not have chimed in at all, even if it was in an effort to negate the tension that had risen. She just got here, the lady and goron were having their own one-on-one conversation, she was just a tag-a-long.

    "Ah," she switched her attention on the other member on foot, "Hey. Sorry for just up and attaching myself to the group. Seemed like a better idea to pace myself to you guys rather than continuing on with all those awkward feelings of wondering what's going on behind my back, and how quickly the gap is widening without actually looking behind to find out."

    She paused a moment, considering if she was now committed enough that an introduction was necessary. The pause continued and she said nothing, preferring not to name herself first.
     
  7. Rachel Tosh

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    Rachel sat back on her horse, struggling to keep her expression calm and unperturbed. It was difficult. Something had definitely seemed off about Gorehide, but to watch his mask crumble so quickly and so completely was unnerving. And that rage! She felt goosebumps rise beneath the sleeves of her traveling dress. He was so... angry! It had been hard not to draw back as he'd shouted. She had forced herself to stay still on her horse and keep the beast moving at a steady clop, but she could practically feel the others fall behind, leaving her alone with the angry Dragmiran. What should she do? She could use her magic, escape, ride swiftly to Rauru and leave this disturbing Goron behind. But no. Her horse was tired. It needed this walk. And what kind of historian would she be if she only interviewed one perspective? Rachel was a professional. She had interviewed gang lords and professed enemies of the Order, and none of them had been fond of her or her people. But rarely had she encountered this level of venom. Even with her experience and training, it shook her. Should she continue this interview?

    He almost lied to you, she thought. You saw it, in his eyes. He was close, and you would've had to throw the interview. But now? You know this is the truth. The whole truth. What could be more valuable? She contemplated that for a second. Gorehide had calmed down. He wasn't dangerous. This was an opportunity, and as long as Rachel didn't feel threatened, she would pursue it. "I see your concern," she said, "but opinionated tirades are only historically dangerous if they were mine, as the recording historian's. I would say that there is nothing more valuable to the record than the pure truth from you, Gorehide. It shows what you were thinking, why you joined... Ganon..." she couldn't say that name without a shudder, "it shows what you believed. What could be more important to history than understanding why?"

    She looked out over the field. She felt... what did she feel? Relief over getting the truth? She could try, but no, that wasn't the truth of her heart. She felt sick. The things he said, they were sick. He insulted her faith, condemned the royal family, celebrated in their death, gloried in Hyrule's destruction, and clearly wished the war had continued. She longed to respond, to snap back and defend her people and her faith, but- no, no! She had to stay professional. She fought for a straight face, but she couldn't keep all the unease from her expression. She pressed on.

    "Gorehide, most of our history of the war is one-sided. There is almost no record of the Dragmiran account of the war. We don't know why people joined the Dragmiran side or even what life was like as a Dragmiran. What we have is hearsay compiled by people who fought against them, which paints a very unflattering picture of your people. What you said, if it was the truth of how you felt and how you and your fellows saw the world and the war, will be very valuable to history. It helps show you as people with motives instead of heartless monsters of pure evil, which is a goal I think both of us are interested in seeking." She hesitated. "Though at this point, I think it would be wise to give you a pseudonym. The White Peace would protect you, but it would not do well for your business if people knew." She turned and looked him in the eyes. "Thank you," she said softly, "for being honest. I can't use your account if I think you've lied. Your honesty opens up a new world of truth that history has, so far, been unexposed to."

    She cleared her throat. "Now," she said, her tone clearing and becoming more focused, "you left Death Mountain because you agreed with the Dragmiran ideology and wanted to take a more active role." She considered the transcript in her hands for a moment before continuining. "So, when was this? How long had the war gone on before you decided to join it? It sounds like you weren't happy with being "just another Goron who worked the forge" and that you disagreed with the Chieftain's decree for neutrality, and you say you "saw the wisdom in Dragmir's ideology," so I understand why you decided to leave, but these are things that would've built steadily over time. Was there anything in particular that happened to give you the final push, or was it just that one day you decided to go?" Her voice trailed off as she looked at him, giving him the opportunity to pick up the narrative and explain.
     
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    Gorehide could since the discomfort within everyone in the party. Looks like he folded at the wrong time. Gorehide stopped paying attention to the two stragglers and turned his attention exclusively to Rachael. The situation sounded calm, but it could not be more tense. "I do not remember there ever being a 'final straw.' I think I just got up and left. As for when, it was a decade in, I was only fourteen. It did take me long to figure out how under prepared I was. I had brought a pathetic smith's hammer and no rations of any kind. My magic was much weaker than it is now, so the damage I did to that hill," He pointed the destroyed hill behind them, "was impossible. It was the third day when I had finally come across someone. It was a group of Hyrulean soldiers fighting a mismatch of Dragmir soldiers. One of which was an Aeralfos wielding two scimitars. He was just flying around, decapitating soldiers left and right. It was truly incredible to my fourteen-year old self. I jumped into the battle to help. I was... weak from lack of food." Gorehide cleared his voice. "Anyway, after the battle, I was properly introduced to the squad. I have forgotten the leader of the squad's name was, but I think she was a Gerudo Stalfos who died in the war two years prior. Or maybe that was someone else." Gorehide paused as he though deeply before shaking his head. "But that is besides the point. The point is that I met the Aeralfos. He called himself Twitch and everyone else called him that as well. Twitch and I fought side by side until the war came to an end. I do not remember if Twitch ever told me his real name. Even if he did, I do not remember it." Gorehide had a smile on his face, like he actually was enjoying remembering Twitch.

    "The squad took me in and went back to the main force. The main force was called 'Zarzak's Marauders,' run by Lord Zarzak. Lord Zarzak, better know as Zarzak the Marauder, was literally a bloated fool. He was a massive moblin who always wore leather tunics, since nothing else fit. He had a scorched-earth policy, burning everything in his path. He had three lieutenants. One I think was a Gerudo who ran the archer division and the other was a Dinolfos who was a berserker of some nature. The third, and greatest of the three was Lor-" Gorehide coughed. "Sorry, about that. Like I was saying, the greatest of the three was Lieutenant Charcoal. He was a Wizzrobe who had fire magic. He was often put on duty to burn everything. I was shoved into his division only because I knew fire magic. Lieutenant Charcoal was clearly destined for greater things, but was stuck burning everything in his path. I was in Zarzak's Marauders for three long years. I hated it, with the only saving graces being Twitch and Lor- Lieutenant Charcoal. I was ready to pack up and return to Death Mountain when a miracle happened." Gorehide paused, clearly wanting Rachel to ask him what the miracle was. He had the largest smile on his face.
     

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