Ghirahim's slumber was short lived as he was awoken by the chirping of birds who had perched onto the same dark oak tree that the male had been sleeping underneath. As his eyes slowly adjusted his nose took in the scent of pine and the sweet smell of weeds. With a slight chuckle he gingerly brushed green leaves from his cape and one stuck in his white locks. It was a while since he had taken a nap he noted while brushing his gloved finger underneath of his left eye, though he couldn't feel it he knew there was a dark line underneath from his lack of sleep. A ray of sunshine blinded his narrowed eyes as he walked from his spot towards the temple, an arm draped upon his forehead. He could simply have teleported but normal activities such as walking intrigued him though he'd never admit it. Ghirahim's train of thought was broken when he heard a scream. It was nothing like a Bokoblin's battle cry which was shrill, this one was delicate and laced with honey. Intrigued he went to investigate and saw before him [ Y/C ] along with a small hoard of red barbarians.
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LOZ: A Link to the roleplay
AléatoireIn this book you can choose from a number of Zelda ™ characters ( That will be added soon ) and you are able to request one of your favourites from any game. Book Status - [ OPEN ]
