Bloodstained Blades: RP

[Hylian_Monolith]

He starts when he sees the marks, but just sighs and continues. What could he expect? Link was most furious, devastated, heartbroken. Aren had done the same thing when Val died--just to a demon's head instead of a forest.

He was probably still attacking the trees.

 

[Shadsie]

Link put away his sword and lay down in a pile of leaves, knees curled to his chest.

 

[DarkLink7]

Aeron heard the scream, but hesitated. She just met them..... she had no place in this. She knew it was the pained scream of devastation, no danger... but then she started heading in that direction slowly.

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

Aren saw the child laying in a pile of leaves. He swallowed a lump in his throat and was silent for a time. A long time...

 

[Shadsie]

Link's crying turned into soft snores. He'd exhausted himself with grief and, for now, at least, had a peaceful escape.

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

Aren quietly knelt next to the child when he realized he was asleep. He strokes his hair, wondering how the loss would affect him. Link was a pretty strong kid, a brave one for sure, but there was no way he could take this easily. Aren would just ahve to do his best to keep him safe... and happy.

He's your responsibility now.

 

[Shadsie]

Link sat up, still half asleep, reaching out for Aren, hugging him.

"Papa..." he whispered, still apparently dreaming.

 

[DarkLink7]

She walks in as Link hugs Aren, and she looks at the dirt. She had put her helm on, so no one could read her emotions. She felt so lonely, so out of place......... No one wanted nor loved her. She was the Wanderer, the Poison Wolf, on account of her weapons and the fact she was always alone. She had many nicknames, and all had to do with what she lacked: A home, family, friends.

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

Aren patted his head quietly as he held the boy, trying to give the boy some comfort until; he woke. But it felt like he was lying to the child... Aren knew he could never be Link's papa, no matter how hard he tried. He could just... do his best.

He noticed Aeron, apparently watching them. "Hard times come and go, but nobody leaves unscathed. It's the way of life. I think Hylia would agree... and Raenis. Val, too.... everyone left this war with wounds to bear, some more severe than others. " he said to nobody in particular.

 

[DarkLink7]

"I grew up alone. In Lanayru. It's a miracle I survived. I raised myself. No parents, no friends, away from people. When I came to civilization, I had no idea what to do. I stayed away from people, and people stayed away from me"

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

"I grew up in Starloft... To be honest, I don't remember much of my past except that everyone scorned and underestimated me. None of them could ever have guessed about Nayru, not in a thousand years.... and nobody would believe me." He chuckles dryly. Now look at me. I ahve to look after this kid, he's going to become a hero one day... I ahve to teach him everything he needs to know. Everyone I care about is out of reach, one way or another, but three... I'm not alone. Nobody deserves to be alone forever. That goes for you, too." He realizes he's rambling and quiets, shifting his position with Link to make him more comfortable.

 

[DarkLink7]

"No one's ever liked me. I mean, sure, i could defend myself at age five..... but never for me....." She looks uncomfortable."

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

"The world isn't all self-defense and fighting now. The only societies are either destroyed or where we can't see them, and monsters are still roaming. Ghirahim still wants the power. We hve to stick together, Areon... it's life or death now."

 

[DarkLink7]

"I was in that fight. That last one. Not even my comrades talked to me. They didn't even look at me. They knew I was always alone, and they were scared."

 

[Hylian_Monolith]

"I never said you weren't intimidating." He shrugs, looking down at Link with a sad affection. 'If you don't want our help, then forget I offered. I just thought it'd matter to you that someone cared about your well-being."