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Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Aug 16, 2017 1:37:29 GMT -8
Time to spread my wings Zeke rocked back and forth on his heels as he waited ever so patiently by the old, knotted tree that he had been told to wait at. Hyrule field was a wonderful place to view, day or night. While it wasn't quite as beautiful as the fields of Tabantha, to Zeke that is, it was still a sight for sore eyes. A wide expanse of tall grass flows smoothly with the gusting wind, the spots and speckles of small forests dotting the landscape would sway at an easier pace than the grass, adding to the rippling effect. He was entranced really, letting his frivolous side take over as he just kicked whatever care he had to the side and flopped down onto his rear. Moving his bow and quiver from his back to his chest, Zeke took to laying down in the grass, staying quiet and just enjoying the fact that today was a pretty windy day for Hyrule Field. Aiming would be more difficult with his bow, of course, but the wind here wasn't anything compared to the violent gusts that would sometimes threaten to blow him down the mountain side of Tabantha, or blow him over the edge of the walk ways of Rito Village. Practice makes performance, they say.
Taking this bounty
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If sticks and stones don't break your bones, my sword most definitely will.
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Post by Ghirahim🔹 on Sept 10, 2017 19:23:44 GMT -8
HYRULE FIELD BOUNTY LEVEL: EASY The Hunter approached the younger white haired male, nearly ten feet from him before giving him a wave. "So, you're here to help hunt today?"
The young lad was built, strong no doubt and weilded a bow. All things the older man took attention too. Once finally in front of him, he offered out a hand. "I would like to apologize for running a bit late. Ran into a couple creatures along the way."
He gave a light chuckle, checking the area. "Ready when you are young man. I need to gather some meet in this hunt and as reward for your help, I'll share the goods with ya. What do you say?"
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Shirts make meeting people hawkward for me.
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The Flightless Falcon
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Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Sept 12, 2017 4:08:08 GMT -8
Time to spread my wings Zeke had just started to drift to sleep when footsteps and a voice jarred him from his sleepy state with a loud snort. Blinking rapidly from the shock of the situation, Zeke had already prepped his bow and knocked an arrow, looking around and finding the source of the sound being the man he was waiting on. "Oh, uh. Yea." He quickly took the offered hand and shook it, standing to his full height.
"Sounds like a deal to me. I've been ready" He stated, as he ironically stifled a yawn and shook his head. "Yea, sorry, nice day. Hard to relax." He grunted out with a chuckle, placing his bow and quiver back onto his back and stepping next to the man, ready to follow him wherever he pulled him off to.
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Post by IrishKitty on Jan 20, 2018 12:11:42 GMT -8
The hunter smiled to himself, his grizzled beard hiding the curl to his lips. He recalled being that uptight and aloof young Hylian once, seemed like ages ago and at the same time it was almost as if it were yesterday. He turned, pointing off to the cluster of trees to the southeast, “That’s where we will find the best prizes, it’s also where the monsters like to get the most bothersome.”
With this he began to walk down the hill as he side stepped a couple of ripe, brilliantly red apples and trodded off into the tall grass. As they walked Summerwing Butterflies fluttered from the various wild blooms and herbs, while the occasional Blade Rhino Beetle hummed along to its rocky hiding place.
The sun was warm and cast the field in a bright golden glow of midday.
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Shirts make meeting people hawkward for me.
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Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Jan 20, 2018 23:08:18 GMT -8
Time to spread my wings Zeke paid attention to his surroundings as he moved behind the hunter, stepping around apples on the ground and leaving the insects be as he observed his surroundings. He had nothing to really carry them in, and they hadn't even found their target, so he really didn't need something extra to be trying to carry around while they were looking for prey. That, and sometimes nature was just best left alone, considering he'd be helping pick off a boar or whatever the old man needed.
On the look out for monsters, his primary objective to protect the hunter from, he'd occasionally peek around some obstacles here or there. While he searched though, he casually twirled an arrow between his fingers before looking at the hunter. It wasn't traditional to talk while on the hunt, but whispering wasn't forbidden. "How's the tracking been through here by the way?" The least he could do was try to hold conversation until warning signs of monsters or monsters in general cropped up.
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Post by TheGreatScoot on Jan 24, 2018 13:19:59 GMT -8
As Zeke and the huntsman walked along, the terrain became more heavily forested, the spot for finding game was getting closer. “Ah, winter is one of the best Seasons for hunting young man. Get up early enough in the morning when the ground is white the tracks are perfect.” He chuckles lightly, “Not going to get that today though are we? Monsters everywhere these days….” His face falls with his words and a troubled expression takes his face.
He sighs,"Damn...Well lad I have good news and bad. Good news is I’ve found some tracks, decent sized boar by the looks of things. Bad news is I also see some bokoblin prints here too, pretty fresh. Be prepared.” He pulls out his bow and has an arrow ready.
Sure enough, about 150 ft down the trail the duo starts to notice signs of a bokoblin camp, it looks very recently constructed. There are 3 red bokoblins laying asleep around a dead campfire.
3 red bokoblin sleepy heads. they haven't noticed you yet
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Shirts make meeting people hawkward for me.
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Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Feb 4, 2018 16:50:12 GMT -8
Time to spread my wings "heh. Getting up early is something I've never been good at." He liked this old man, it was nice to talk to someone that didn't low down at him. But then again, he didn't know how much of a liar Zeke could be. He'd twist his way out of trouble with lies and deceit, but could you blame him? How the hell else was he supposed to survive in this place. Not many people hired him on for a number of reasons. He was terrible at keeping shirts in good condition due to how much he climbed and slept in trees, he had tattoos covering his torso and arms, then there was his long hair and just that devious glint in his eyes.
Well. Ok. Maybe he could see why most people didn't trust him. But this old man was chill. Zeke pulled out his own bow as well and looked down at the tracks. "These damned things just won't stop popping up." he huffed under his breath, smoke billowing out. Stalking with the older male, he kept low to the ground and looked over to him. Motioning to the way around and to the side of the camp, he raised an eyebrow. It was a silent question asking if he wanted to flank, if they were both careful, they could get a sneak shot in on a Bokoblin each. Which would make handling the third ridiculously easy.
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Post by IrishKitty on Feb 7, 2018 15:35:25 GMT -8
The huntsman nodded to the younger Hylian and took up flanking position behind him. However, the huntsman was too confident with their situation and found himself to be stepping on a twig.
He froze his eyes focused as he cursed to himself as one of the bokoblins stirred and sat up looking blearily around. It scratched its head, yawning looking at its companions. It appeared the watch post had fallen asleep, he noted looking at the bokoblin lopped over by a tree.
The bokoblin was fighting its own sleep again but wasn’t aware of any apparent danger.
Enemies: Bokoblin 1-sleeping against a tree---Bokoblin 2-drowsily trying to wake up---Bokoblin 3-dead to the world Ezekiel Griswold
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Post by Ezekiel Griswold on Feb 7, 2018 19:16:43 GMT -8
Time to spread my wings Zeke, quick on his feet, saw the Bokoblin waking and lowered his self to the ground, pulling an arrow from the quiver resting on his hips behind him. While laying down, with a practiced motion, drew his bow and came up to a rest on his knees, ever so slowly. Measuring the wind, the movements of the bokoblin and how old his bow was, Zeke did his best to aim for the waking bokoblin.
He'd hold his bow drawn until the hunter was in position as well, taking aim. Until then, he stayed quiet and stock still, waiting.
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Post by IrishKitty on Apr 1, 2018 9:14:26 GMT -8
MOD MAGIC Noticing his companion aiming for the waking monster, the hunter focused his attention to the bokoblin sleeping against a tree. He notched his own bow silently, testing the wind and placing his aim before releasing the arrow. The arrow flew true hitting the sleeping Bokoblin dead center between the eyeballs and the monster’s already relaxed posture made an even deeper slump. Aside from the arrow sticking out of its head no one would have been the wiser for its death.
The bokoblin that Zeke’s sites were set on however, jumped up startled by the heavy thunk of the arrow as it struck its companion that he had been trying to watch threw his sleepy daze. If Zeke were to release his arrow now he would only risk hitting the monsters leg.
The third bokoblin now began to rouse as the second bokoblin started to chitter and bounce around in a panic.
Bokoblin 1-dead as a doornail Bokoblin 2-chittering and bouncing around paniced Bokoblin 3-lol wut? Ezekiel Griswold (C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE
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