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Introduction

It is 300 years after the events of Twilight Princess, and 500 years after the events of The Ocarina of Time.

Hyrule Castle was bustling with activity, hosting countless creatures of all races for a hastily organized festival. When the citizens asked what the occasion was, they were given flimsy and overly simplified answers – to celebrate the nation’s prosperity, to honor its warriors, to show goodwill toward other nations – as if no one was quite sure why it was organized in the first place. Some thought it was odd that anyone would choose to hold a festival when there were a number of strange issues troubling Hyrule at the moment – many had to fight off monsters on their way to the castle, an issue no one had warned them about in their invitations. Still, there were a number of invitations sent to notoriously powerful warriors and leaders. In any case, the guests seemed to be enjoying themselves, engaging in competitions of strength in the courtyard and partaking of the feast that had been prepared in the great hall. Everyone was assured that they were simply there to celebrate, and they seemed to be doing just that.



Available:
Deku Scrub
Fairy
Gerudo
Goron
Hylian
Kokiri
Zora (please see special section below)
Sheikah (please see special section below)

Pending:
N/A, pm Moon if you have questions or suggestions about races.

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Zora Branches
Unique to this roleplay is the presence of two dissimilar branches of the Zora race. Please take note that these two branches, though not at war with one another hold a certain racial distaste for one another due to a long standing feud.

Purebred Branch: Appearances follow that of the OoT/MM breed, retaining mostly fishy features and skin mostly of a blue with various accents of greens and yellows. Natural markings are always unique to whatever Zora that sports them. A very rare and valued variation of color is when a Purebred Zora is born with a brown pigmentation of the skin. This parallels the albinos found in Hylian genetics.

Note: Rarely Purebreds choose to wear clothing within their borders, and even outside they will not unless requested of them nicely.

Main Home: Zora's Domain

Reference Pictures: The Indigo Gos (pictured is an example of various purebred variations), Princess Ruto, Common OoT/MM Zora Male

Hybrid Branch: Appearance follows the TP!Zora somewhat, the majority of their populace descended from a joining between a Purebred Zora and the Western hailing Gerudo women, a few Hylian genes in the pool as well.

Because of the allowance of crossbreeding by this offshoot of Zora culture the somewhat foreign genetics lend strange colorings and inconsistent traits. Depending on the mix a 1st Gen Hybrid can appear mostly Zora or mostly whatever the other parents might be, though all Hybrids are born with the ability to breathe on land and underwater, and all adept swimmers from birth.

By the second generation of Hybrid genetics is purely dependent on whom the 1st Gen breeds with. If another Zora!dominated Hybrid is chosen the 3rd Gen offspring will appear mostly Zora and generally retain only the unique coloring that was brought into the union of their grandparent's genetics.

If a Hybrid chooses an outsider!dominated Hybrid then the outsider genetics will create a Gerudo/Hylian appearance with some Zora accents (such as scales, dwarf!ruffled fins on wrists and or ankles, and very rarely webbed fingers or toes).

Note: Due to unpredictable genetic traits most 1st gen Hybrids wear certain articles of clothing depending on which side of their genetic union their reproductive organs took from.

Main Home: Lake Hylia

Reference Pictures: Queen Rutela (prime example of 3rd/4th gen coloration), Common TP!Zora Male (another example of 3rd/4th gen appearance), Prince Ralis (look at his iridescent skin!)

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Sheikah Branches

Direct Branch: With the extended life span and youthfulness from holding her Sage position Impa returned to Kakariko Village and worked to bring back her race through not only teaching those who wished to join her but by over the years taking many husbands and having several children by them. The children's descendants form the Direct Branch of the Sheikah, the indication of their relation being purely through coloring, most only carrying the silver haired trait or the red eyed trait, it is beyond rare to find both in modern times.

Learners Branch: The learners branch are descendants of those who were taught under Impa during the revival period. The majority retain the Hylian coloring that their ancestors had but due to intermingling of genetics with the Direct Branch its not usual for the Learners hair colors to be a duller or lighter version or for their eyes to have flecks of red to them.

Note: There is no prowess difference between the Sheikah branches, only physical coloring.

Also most all Sheikah who are of age are employed by the Royal Family as shadow-guards and information gatherers.

Impa has been dead a minimum of 200 years by the time the roleplay starts, so none of the living Sheikah would have had contact with her.

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These are some general rules which may be updated in the future if needed.

1. Follow the Gaia ToS
2. No Godmoding
3. Act Like a Sane Person
4. Don't Be A Dumb a**

Metake's old wrinkled hands clenched her walking stick in a death grip as her eyes gazed forward in a determined stare. In her younger days it had served only as a wand (considering the length didn't actually suit the purpose of support), but with her steadily deteriorating posture (sped on by her rather voluptuous bosom) the small stick now managed to prop her up enough for her to keep her head off the ground. However, the same could not always be said about her breasts. The years it seemed, had not been kind.

But despite her unfortunate back problems Metake's thoughts were elsewhere, on the festival being held at the Hyrule Castle Town. And the strapping young lads she was sure to find there. Her old lips curled into a wicked smile and she let loose a cackle at the thought of her unsuspecting victims. "Now you just watch me, Muerta." She said, an old tongue passing over her cracked lips. "I've been snagging men at these events for decades."

Festivals such as these were a perfect chance for the Gerudo. They would lure unsuspecting attractive men away from the crowd, and then usually knock them over the head when they weren't looking. It was through events like these the Gerudo periodically restocked their harems. One such as this, which was sure to draw in visitors from around the kingdom, would be perfect chance for some variety. Some of the women preferred a pretty Zora boy, and others appreciated the durability and stamina of a Goron. Metake of course, had sampled all these flavors of men and more. She let loose another cackle as her memory swept over her past conquests. "I promise we'll save you your favorite Muerta, its about time you lost your virginity after all."

"Well you've been in dryer places than that lately and didn't seem to complain." She said her nose scrunching up. "You were perfectly happy to sleep between my potato sacs when we were younger."

"With both our lusty bloods it was bound to happen." Metake said, yanking her "husband's" chain. "And I better not see you looking at any of those younger gals while we're in Hyrule. I know how your eyes wander."

"I'm coming because you clearly don't know anything about men, and so I don't trust you to pick 'em until you've taken at least a baker's dozen to bed." She said as she hobbled forward. "And I'm well aware that you're of age, which makes it all the more confounding why you haven't taken a man yet. By your time I'd already trapped myself two dozen."

"Literally, in the case of our glittery bat here." She said with a tug of the fine golden chain that bound the fairy to her. "There weren't many men to pick from in the forbidden forest as you'd imagine. But where there's a will, there's a way."

The ancient woman paused momentarily. A small dust twister passed behind her as a deathly silence fell. "WHO YOU CALLIN' A HARLOT MISSY?!!!" She cried, snapping around and point her makeshift cane at her grandaughter. A lightning bolt erupted from the tip, flying past the girl's head and directly a mountainside behind her. An explosion ripped a hole in the side of it, causing rubble to tumble down the path they had just taken.

"Look what you did!" She screeched. "Now we'll have to take the long way around you insolent little virgin."

"Thats when those SACS were young and supple, not wrinkled cow teets!" Cyric commented as he fluttered into the air before slowly drifting down and settling back on the elderly woman's back. He eyed Muerta lazily, a scowl set on his tiny features.

"Harem HA!! This old bat.."He gave a quick fluttering toward Metake before floating above.
"Tries to boast how she could take on a whole pirate ship. Pitiful. If you wern't such a good warrior or enchantress in your day no one would let you get on with your wicked ways. AND I DO NOT WANDER! You wont let me you old bat!" The fae shrieked, darting as far as his line would allow him.

As soon as the lightning hit he went shooting around, sparks flying everywhere as his voice screeched all sorts of horrid sayings.

"God lord! I have to listen to both of you moan longer now!"

"True enough, true enough." She murmured to her granddaughter.

"And I can still take on a whole pirate ship, be it on the battlefield or in the bedroom." She said with a sneer towards the fairy. "Speaking of which," she said taking another pause. "Its best if I take care of things now before we get too close to town."

Suddenly with a wave of her wand a small tornado engulfed her wrinkled and bent form, until a compressed air wave suddenly blew away the dust to reveal...

A much different woman. Though her hair remained gray it was tidy and put into a tight bun. Her wrinkled skin had smoothed over and age spots dissipated to reveal a perfect olive-toned complexion. Her eyes lost their bags underneath and were pulled into tight almond shapes with lush lashes and her slightly knob-like nose deflated into a tight small beak like nose which was oddly arousing. Her mouth was painted in a seductive lipstick, her lips no longer wrinkled but purse and sexy.

Her back straightened, and her sagging breasts regained their plump and firm composition of her youth. Her waist suddenly shrank in an instant, to reveal a beautiful hourglass figure. Her thin arms and legs regained their previous musculature to complete the picture of womanly perfection.

She pulled out a small mirror to gaze at her changed appearance. "Oh, if only I had the stamina to keep this spell up for more than a few hours..." She said to herself sadly. "Funny how you have all the energy in the world when you're young and don't need it."

Name: Dof
Race: Kokiri
Age: 18
Appearance:
Job: Navigator/Guard for hire.
Weapons: A Sword
Skills: Swordplay, cooking, navigation.
Background: Dof learned swordplay in hopes of being able to efend the forest surrounding the forest. After he became skilled and got a sword, Dof discovered that the forest was safe and felt extremely foolish. He originally left because, being a foolish young child when he did leave, he wanted to adventure and become a great hero Since then, he has become a navigator to help those who don't know there way around Hyrule and he doubles as the person's guard. He lives in the castle town.