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Fourth Sin - [Action/Voice]
Nov. 15th, 2011 09:10 pm[It has been some time since Ganondorf has been in the village. After accepting a mission on the second, he merely took his leave the next day without communicating his absence to anyone. He made assurances his steed would be able to survive on his own and that was that. So after twelve long days of combat, he is finally back in the village late in the afternoon. Yet however powerful he might be, not even the Triforce would seem to stand up to the Shifters he encountered. Consequently he has returned to the village wounded, ragged, and just a bit on edge.
His injuries make his armor too uncomfortable and have made him concerned it has negatively impacted his speed. So today he goes to the Battle Dome wearing some loose, flowing black robes. Despite having received two Gerudo scimitars as his prize, he leaves all his weapons behind. He will manage to set himself up a simple scenario of a desert landscape, fighting shrouded warriors. Though not identifiable to anyone, he requested the computer model their abilities and combat abilities off some of his potential enemies within Luceti. More than that, he has disabled the ability to use powers. After being placed in this very scenario during his mission, he does not want to risk making himself so vulnerable. He needs to be able to fight without weapons, armor, or magic at his disposal. The way he was once excelled at in his training to become king. Despite all that, he is fighting with very clear injuries. Notably he walks with a painful limp. He lacks healing magic and has too much pride to request someone deal with it for him.
In the late evening, he will be walking with this same limp on his way to the plaza where he aims to request a hot meal from Seventh Heaven, which he intends to take home and eat in privacy. He is not looking for company or conversation, but he will act amicable if approached. As much as he can stand at least.
The next morning, on the 16th sees his very first snow fall, which he soon finds a distaste for. He deems this an appropriate time for a brief voice message to settle some business.]
Midna. I would have words with you. Let us find a place we can speak.
[That should do it. Unfortunately due to not knowing how to stop it recording, the journal will also catch him muttering to himself:] I grow weary of this accursed weather.
His injuries make his armor too uncomfortable and have made him concerned it has negatively impacted his speed. So today he goes to the Battle Dome wearing some loose, flowing black robes. Despite having received two Gerudo scimitars as his prize, he leaves all his weapons behind. He will manage to set himself up a simple scenario of a desert landscape, fighting shrouded warriors. Though not identifiable to anyone, he requested the computer model their abilities and combat abilities off some of his potential enemies within Luceti. More than that, he has disabled the ability to use powers. After being placed in this very scenario during his mission, he does not want to risk making himself so vulnerable. He needs to be able to fight without weapons, armor, or magic at his disposal. The way he was once excelled at in his training to become king. Despite all that, he is fighting with very clear injuries. Notably he walks with a painful limp. He lacks healing magic and has too much pride to request someone deal with it for him.
In the late evening, he will be walking with this same limp on his way to the plaza where he aims to request a hot meal from Seventh Heaven, which he intends to take home and eat in privacy. He is not looking for company or conversation, but he will act amicable if approached. As much as he can stand at least.
The next morning, on the 16th sees his very first snow fall, which he soon finds a distaste for. He deems this an appropriate time for a brief voice message to settle some business.]
Midna. I would have words with you. Let us find a place we can speak.
[That should do it. Unfortunately due to not knowing how to stop it recording, the journal will also catch him muttering to himself:] I grow weary of this accursed weather.
Third Sin - [Written/Action]
Oct. 16th, 2011 02:49 pm[What ensues is writing in a disguised hand and without the liberty of a picture to be seen. It is a simple set of questions designed to let Ganondorf get a sense of the people of Luceti. His conversations will likely be short and to the point, unless he should find himself intrigued.]
At what lengths would you go in order to obtain power? For what purpose would you seek to gain it?
[Satisfied with that, he leaves it at that. Later in the day, after responding to the questions, Ganondorf can be found leaving building six and traveling north on horseback, passing the plaza and proceeding until he reaches the mountains. Catch his attention if you like. He is in no rush to reach his destination, but he does not suffer fools lightly.]
At what lengths would you go in order to obtain power? For what purpose would you seek to gain it?
[Satisfied with that, he leaves it at that. Later in the day, after responding to the questions, Ganondorf can be found leaving building six and traveling north on horseback, passing the plaza and proceeding until he reaches the mountains. Catch his attention if you like. He is in no rush to reach his destination, but he does not suffer fools lightly.]
Second Sin - [Action/Written]
Sep. 3rd, 2011 06:29 pm[Ganondorf had been looking for a better form of transportation at the farmlands, hoping he might find a horse fit to bear him across Luceti. He was pleasantly surprised to find his own stallion sitting there acting all cool. Given that most horses would likely be too small to carry Ganondorf anyway, this is a fortuitous turn of events. Consequently he can be seen riding back to the village on the same steed. It's quite a magnificent creature, really. Especially given how much larger than a normal horse it actually is. And... the red eyes. It later prompts a message on the journals.]
It seems as though my steed has followed me to this world. I require an appropriate stable with which I can keep him in. I have little I can offer in exchange, but I am certain some arrangement could be made.
[Later, in the evening, he will set out again, once again mounted, to the mountains. There is a certain beast that roosts there he intends to visit. He had yet to check on it since returning to the draft, but he had little reason to think it would have had trouble.]
It seems as though my steed has followed me to this world. I require an appropriate stable with which I can keep him in. I have little I can offer in exchange, but I am certain some arrangement could be made.
[Later, in the evening, he will set out again, once again mounted, to the mountains. There is a certain beast that roosts there he intends to visit. He had yet to check on it since returning to the draft, but he had little reason to think it would have had trouble.]
First Sin - [Action/Written]
Jul. 15th, 2011 09:20 pm[Today walking the streets of Luceti is an unusual man that no doubt stands out. Not only due to his odd grayish-green skin, but also his staggering height, exceeding a full seven foot with fiery hair and unusual olive green skin. He's been present in Luceti for several days now, keeping quiet, but today he sets out into the town for a few items. The first is to check the smithy for his armor. Once he finds it, however, he'll need to see about getting it finally repaired. It's likely he'll have all the time he needs for that. Secondly, he is looking for the boy, Link. The time has come to speak with him and to see which of the two whelps it is. He can be found anywhere around the central plaza, in the smithy, or wandering the aisles of the grocery store, with a sort of amazement and disgust for how much food is left out. Such excess... such waste.
Later he deems it appropriate to leave a short message on the journals. Make his presence known. Though not before he takes the precaution of copying the villain list. This place truly was filled with fools to make something so easily accessible. The names of these people could one day be useful to him. Especially if he could manage to avoid being added to those names.]
Since it seems customary to announce one's presence on these journals upon arriving, I shall do so now. I am Ganondorf. I have read the guide and heard of the situation in this place. I wish to be enlightened as to information about our so-called enemies, the 'Third Party'. Thank you.
Signed,
Ganondorf
Later he deems it appropriate to leave a short message on the journals. Make his presence known. Though not before he takes the precaution of copying the villain list. This place truly was filled with fools to make something so easily accessible. The names of these people could one day be useful to him. Especially if he could manage to avoid being added to those names.]
Since it seems customary to announce one's presence on these journals upon arriving, I shall do so now. I am Ganondorf. I have read the guide and heard of the situation in this place. I wish to be enlightened as to information about our so-called enemies, the 'Third Party'. Thank you.
Signed,
Ganondorf
