[Bron Firehelm]

Fire Refines while The hammer molds Fate  TAG. @xxx MUSE. xxx NOTES. xxx

The time for peace was coming to an end. Lurelin Village had been halfway wiped off the face of Hyrule and since the first blood moon in, who knew how long, there was a rise in monsters. As the winter days got shorter and shorter the more relentless the monsters were in their attacks of the farmlands and smaller villages throughout Central Hyrule. Most of the occupants where neither trained or equipped to protect their homes and livelihood and it was becoming a rampant concern throughout the villages. A summons had been sent out from Central Hyrule by a few brave men who decided to take affirmative action and try to organize against the rising chaos. This summons was posted at all the stables and was spread by word of mouth to come to The Cuckoo’s Nest; on this day, at this time coincidentally. Walking into the pub the main dining hall is quiet save for the early evening patrons claiming their usual places with their favored ale. Off to the right there is a closed door with a posting of the summons and the bar wench directs you there should you ask for directions. Once inside you are greeted by the large, ginger haired blacksmith who greets you with a warm “Fair travels? Come, sit and let’s get down te business.” Alexander Elessar , @desmondcarr , @derksenm2019 , Ezekiel Griswold , @shizon256 , @sebastian , @verinwytte ,

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Sebastian rose up into his horse's saddle, peering around. He was trying to find The Cuckoo's Nest. He was careful to keep the mare to a slow pace, not wanting to risk knocking over any civilians. He'd seen a flyer in the stables looking for able-bodied men and, wanting to test his mettle, he'd mounted up and headed that way.

The farm-hand-turned-adventurer grinned when he saw the sign for the pub, swinging down from his saddle. He tied Blackbird's reins to the post, patting her on the flank before walking inside. "Fair enough." he smiled politely, sitting down in a nearby chair.

[Ezekiel Griswold]

Time to spread my wings

Now who of all people would want to summon Zeke? He was a lazy Hylian raised by rito warriors that excelled in skills that Hylian's particularly shouldn't, and failed miserably where Hylians should excel. He was the exact opposite of what he was supposed to be. He blamed it all on his Gerudo mother for just a second before shrugging it off.

Walking into the building and being greeted by a red head, Zeke shook the snow off of his bare shoulders, shrugging. "Eh. Easy nuff. Not as fair as Tabantha though." Because he was strange like that. He should like an easy path with how lazy he was, but there was a familiarity in the rocky and steep terrain of Tabantha.

Kind of one he longed for, but he didn't say much more and moved to take another seat, eyes drifting lazily to the black haired Hylian for just a second. He didn't say anything, but instead, raised a lazy eyebrow and looked around the rest of the area.

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[Bron Firehelm]

Fire Refines while The hammer molds Fate  TAG. @sebastian Ezekiel Griswold MUSE. xxx NOTES. xxx

Bron nodded to the two men as they took their seats eyeing each of them appraisingly as he held out his hand to the young farmhand and then to the windswept drifter. “Name’s bron, an who might oi be makin’ acquaintance wi’?” he would look at each of the men as they answered. If either of them declined the chance for an introduction he would nod and pull out a map from his back pocket. Spreading it out on the table would reveal a map of Hyrule; various marks and scribbles over its worn surface. “i’m sure yer both are aware av de increasin' rise in monster attacks on de people av 'yrule? rumors spreadin' av long slumberin' beasts risin' ter wakefulness? sum even say de yiga 'ave returned…of dis oi 'av me doubts…”he paused to see if either of the men would interject with their own bits of information to either confirm or deny his words.

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