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Dovahkiin
 Posted: Sep 19 2017, 06:24 PM
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Sometimes, it was like Dovahkiin's reputation proceeded him. He hated that.

For most of his life, he had been a traveler and he liked it that way. He didn't like being recognized when he traveled around Skyrim. At first, before his discovery of his dragonborn status, he was able to come and go without anyone knowing who he was. But, between becoming dragonborn, being the Harbinger of the Companions and a member of the Dawnguard, he had made himself one of the most recognizable people in the province.

It meant a lot of people came to him with their problems.

When he came here, his status as dragonborn didn't really mean much. He was stronger than most because of all his experiences and he was able to use a skill a lot of others couldn't even fathom of figuring out. But, he was just another warrior who was wandering the landscape of the Goddess' world, making his fortune to keep himself alive and feed.

He had spent the day wandering through Makna Forest. It was an interesting place and nothing like anywhere he had ever been. The monsters here fascinated him, and he spent some time trying to see as many as he could. He had slayed a few - the ones who attacked him first - but left the others alone.

The night came and Dovahkiin had come to Guardia Castle to rest. He thought he'd be able to convince them to have a bed, but someone who had come from Skyrim - a farmer or merchant or something - had recognized him.

And, now he was patrolling the hallways because apparently the castle had been bothered by a ghost in the past few days. Maybe. They weren't sure.

But, Dovahkiin had dealt with ghosts before, and he would deal with this one. They had promised to pay him after all.

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Roy
 Posted: Sep 20 2017, 11:29 PM
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After a long day of exploring Makna Forest, stopping by Frontier Village for lunch and then doing some more exploring here in the castle, Roy was hoping that he would get a good night's rest. But he apparently looked important enough to be spotted, spoken to and given a request. And now he and Litleo were wandering the hallways at night, looking for a ghost that was supposedly haunting the castle.

It wasn't that he didn't like helping people. Roy thought it was important to listen to people when they had problems. It was just as important to - when asked - try to help with those problems. But he was tired. If he stumbled onto an empty bed right now, he would likely fall onto it and he wasn't sure if he would be capable of leaving anytime soon.

So here he was, torn between wanting to assist and wanting to sleep.

Litleo was feeling sleepy as well, and the Pokemon let out a tiny yawn as he walked beside his friend. "You could have gone to bed, you know," Roy commented to him, but Litleo shook his head and attempted to look as awake as possible. As they stepped into the next hallway, a large man in armor came into view.

Tired as he was, Roy couldn't help but study him curiously. This was clearly a man who was well traveled and had much experience dealing with whatever trials there were in his life. Also... hadn't he heard something about a man like this before?
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Mipha
 Posted: Sep 22 2017, 01:01 PM
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Makna had grown to be more beautiful than Amaterasu had initially stated. The greenery was so bright – the Zora had never seen anything like it before, and she’d been across so many provinces of Hyrule. Even grander still was the castle that sat where she had just wandered – Guardia Castle, it was. Large and beautiful, Mipha believed for but a moment that it was almost as beautiful as the castle that sat in the center of Hyrule.

Then she remembered that it was in ruins now, the town that used to border it decimated to mere rubble. With care, she slipped through one of the doors, stepping along the hallways and greeting those that she walked past. There was a way to hide her usual spiritual appearance, but she had explained to most of the staff that she was benevolent, and was only there to sightsee.

Once she was done, she would leave for her next destination, and try to offer her gift to the world where she could find the means. Still, some of the staff were wary.

So, Mipha decided to take an interest. She was a Champion, after all. The safety of Hyrule had once been her charge, Vah Ruta her instrument. So, she asked one of the maids that were nice with her what the matter was with everyone else.

“Haven’t you heard? There’s a malevolent spirit about these halls,” explained the maid. “We’ve hired the Dovahkiin to look into it, as well as Roy.”

This… Dovahkiin… is he skilled in removing malevolent spirits?” Mipha couldn’t help but ask.

“Supposedly. Someone else from Skyrim had wandered this way and told us of his exploits. He’s destroyed dragons, beaten up bandits… the whole nine yards, it seems. If he can’t get rid of this bad spirit, then I’m going to assume that no one can,” the maid explained, offering a smile to Mipha. “I’m glad you’re a nice spirit. Maybe you can help, too?”

Mipha blinked. “Perhaps… My only gift, however, lies in the art of healing others. I’m afraid I’m not of much use besides that…

Something sounded in a nearby room, however, cutting Mipha off entirely from her thoughts. Mipha and the maid turned to the source, immediately perplexed. What had that been?

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Dovahkiin
 Posted: Sep 26 2017, 09:52 AM
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Dovahkiin's path through the castle seemed to be going in circles. It wasn't necessarily because he was lost - since he wasn't and was purposefully making loops around paths he had already crossed - but one never knew where a ghost was likely to appear. And, some people thought one couldn't just stab a ghost when it came into sight, which was wrong. He had stabbed plenty of ghosts before. One just needed to know where exactly it was to stab.

And, he knew exactly where he needed to stab.

Dovahkiin saw a boy come into view. He was not the type of boy Dovahkiin was used to. He wore bright armour that would have never passed in Skyrim, as it would have been too easy and obvious to spot him when out in the wilderness. Dovahkiin would have shot him from yards away and gotten a nice, clean shot through his neck without him having seen him coming. Not that he would have done that. He was more likely to maul him in his werewolf form.

He didn't know why the boy was here, but if he wasn't going to help, then he was going to be in the way.

"You..." he started but a noise caught his attention and his head snapped to turn in that direction. It might not have been a noise that one would have been able to hear normally, but his werewolf abilities gave him sharper instincts and he was able to hear more than a regular person was able to. He looked back at the boy. "You, follow me or get out of the way." He turned down another hallway, heading towards the noise he had heard.

He didn't make it all the way before he came across a maid and a... He wasn't sure what this person was, but they looked mildly suspicious to him. His eyes narrowed on her. "Do you know where the sound came from?" he asked. He had given pause from coming across them. He sniffed, and didn't get a scent from her. More suspicion. Few things didn't give off a scent. Particularly spirits.

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Roy
 Posted: Oct 4 2017, 12:31 PM
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The first word Roy heard from the man had enough force behind it that he ended up standing a little straighter. That was when he remembered what he had been told before. A Nord who wandered this planet, wearing a helmet bearing horns...

This was him, then? The Dragonborn. The one who hunted and preyed upon dragons.

It didn't matter just how tired Roy had been feeling earlier. He was certainly awake now.

There was a distant noise that Roy could barely hear. But Litleo heard it well, and the Pokemon stared off that way. At the man's blunt command, Roy nodded and followed after him down the hallway, Litleo trailing close behind them. They didn't get to the source of the noise because they encountered a pair of people along the way.

One was a castle maid, and the other was... a Zora? Roy had seen Zoras before. But there was something quite odd about her. He glanced down at his companion; Litleo was staring at her with a small frown. There was something about her that confused the young Pokemon and apparently, he didn't like it one bit.

This woman... she couldn't be the ghost they were pursuing. Was she?
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Mipha
 Posted: Oct 7 2017, 09:09 AM
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The sound had not only attracted the attention of Mipha and the maid, it also brought forth two men, dressed in armour. The first was a large, bulky man, wearing a strange helmet with horns and a stern expression. The second was a young man with hair as red as Mipha’s scales. The younger man was accompanied by a small lionel-like creature. She tilted her head at the sight of it before the large man asked if she knew where the sound had originated from.

In response, Mipha turned to the room that she suspected it had come from. “Yes… I believe so. It sounded as if it had come from this room over here…” The maid nodded in agreement as Mipha turned to indicate the room in question.

The idea that she might be suspected to be the spirit by the two men hadn’t come to her at all, as she peeked through the door to see inside. There didn’t appear to be anything out of the ordinary, but there was something distinctly off about the entire room, and Mipha was able to sense it. Perhaps it was because she was a spirit herself, but… she had the feeling something was wrong.

“Well, milady?” asked the maid, highly concerned.

Perhaps… it would be better for you to carry on with your duties, and leave this to the Dovahkiin, the young man and myself,” Mipha decided, turning to the maid. “I sense something very wrong in this room… I’d prefer that you not get hurt in the process. It would pain me for something to happen to you.

The maid nodded, and took her leave. Mipha turned to look back into the room, a light frown on her face, as she tilted her head in wonder. Another disturbing sound came from the room, and she watched as a box of stored items fell off a shelf from the wall. Yes… something was very wrong.

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Dovahkiin
 Posted: Oct 9 2017, 11:53 AM
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The girl in question was odd looking to Dovahkiin. So far in his travels, he had not seen anything quite like her before. And, he was sure she was undead in one way or another. But, she wasn't being hostile. At least, not yet. How often had he come across creatures who tried to hide their true natures so they could attack when his guard was down? It never worked for them; his guard was never down, not truly. To let one's guard down while living in Skyrim was a fool's move, and he was no fool.

What he did know was that there was some sort of noise going on in the nearest room. It could either involve his quarry or it could be completed unrelated. Either way, it was possible it could disrupt his work, so he was going to deal with it.

Whether he used violence or not was up to it.

Dovahkiin entered the room, glancing at the maid who was sent away. Servants could be... annoying when they were underfoot. He knew that was a discriminatory thought, as he knew that society seemed to fall apart around itself when there weren't people completely such tasks.

He was about to comment when he saw the box fall. He snorted. Typical ghost move.

"Laas-Yah-Nir." The Shout he performed was quiet in comparison to most other Shouts he had in his arsenal, but it still did the trick. Next to him, the girl and the boy, as well as the boy's creature, lit up, showing him that they were present. The light wasn't something others could see. What they also couldn't see was that there was another presence in the room with them.

Actually, more than one.

"There's three things in here unsee," he said, his voice quiet. Almost as he said it, the three things moved, fading into the wall. Aura Whisper let him see through the walls, as far as seeing the lights, but they were dispersing and now joining the lights he could see of the nearby castle dwellers.

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Roy
 Posted: Oct 12 2017, 09:24 PM
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Roy was getting the feeling that the Zora wasn't the ghost they were searching for. He had learned to analyze people from not only their words and how those words were said, but their demeanor and actions as well. It didn't seem like she was trying to lure them into a false sense of security. The ghost must be something else.

When the Dragonborn entered the room, Roy went over and peered through the doorway, much like how the Zora was doing. Litleo peered in from around his leg, making a quiet growling noise as he did so. The Dragonborn then said something that apparently allowed him to see what was normally unseen, determining that there wasn't just one presence hiding in the room, but three.

"If they're working together, then it's easy for the castle's inhabitants to mistake them as being one entity..." he commented, keeping his voice just as quiet as the Nord's. "That is, if they're the ones responsible for the malevolent activity." There was also a possibility that the three unseen entities were innocent in this. Or they weren't involved but were still malevolent, which would mean that the threat in the castle was worse than the staff had thought.

They didn't have enough evidence to determine anything yet, but that was part of the investigation process. Roy realized that he hadn't had much dealings with spirits back in his world... but between this, the mansion in Oerba and the strange building in the Seireitei, he and Litleo were getting quite a bit of experience. Whether they intended to or not.
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Mipha
 Posted: Oct 18 2017, 07:14 PM
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With the maid gone, Mipha felt a little more at ease. Knowing that the poor girl would not get hurt in such a situation as this would ease on her conscience, as she kept an eye out on around the room. Now it was just her, the red-haired boy, the boy’s pet, and the Dovahkiin. Surely, if the two men were the ones tasked with this, they were more than capable of handling whatever would come their way.

Mipha was already dead, she had nothing to fear. With that solid thought in her mind, she watched as the Dovahkiin stepped forward, and performed a kind of magic she had yet to see. While it did nothing for her sight, it was obvious that it had done something for his.

The Dovahkiin informed them that there were three other things in the room with them, and Mipha glanced about the room in curiousity, wondering just what it was that they were dealing with. She turned to face the red-haired boy when he offered his own suggestions, pointing out that there was a chance that these beings they were with weren’t responsible.

Mipha stepped in closer. Perhaps her fellow spiritual status would prevent the entities from doing anything to her?

Whatever the case may be, we need to learn why it is here… Why it is causing these people to worry…” When nothing happened as she stepped further into the room, she turned to the Dovahkiin, tilting her head slightly in confusion. “If I may ask… Dovahkiin? What do you see?

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Dovahkiin
 Posted: Oct 24 2017, 10:15 AM
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Hauntings had always been an interesting thing to Dovahkiin. He had had his fair share of them coming from both sides of the equation - whether they were benevolent and had been violated to keep them from passing, or if their malevolence had kept them from doing that as well and so they spent their time in undeath harassing the living. And, it was quite possible for one to be mistaken for the other, particularly if the people who they were supposed harassing wasn't used to having to deal with ghosts.

The thing that the quartet of them needed to do was figure out just which one they were dealing with.

"Ghosts I know tend to show themselves physically, if they can, if they're under duress," Dovahkiin said. His sight from his Shout was starting to fade, but he could make out that the three spirits had split up from each other and were heading in different directions.

"They're separating," he said to the others. "They're no longer in this room, and they're moving on away from each other." Now, that could have been just a natural thing for them to do. Maybe they normally didn't stay together, which was why people assumed there was only one of them around and not the trio he had discovered there were.

Or, they could have realized they were spotted and were trying to split up to stop from being dealt with.

Dovahkiin didn't know how well the other two were with dealing with ghosts - or malevolent ghosts, as it appeared one of them very well was a ghost - so he didn't want to split them up. That could lead to the death of one of them.

"Let's follow one and see what it does," he said. "It'll be better dealing with them separately. We don't want them able to separate us and pick us off." He took a deep breath and Shouted once more, "Lass-Yah-Nir." Once more everyone's aura came up to him, and he was able to see that one of the spirits was going in the opposite direction of the others. "Follow me," he said before taking off out of the room and down the hallway.

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The only choice they had was to go after the entities, but in that itself, they had choices. The Dragonborn decided on the most logical path - going together in order to follow one entity's trail. It would be unwise to end up separated from each other, which could result in each of them winding up in danger, one way or another. Even if they had to follow these entities one by one, they had a better chance of unraveling this mystery together as a group than on their own.

Roy knew that this was going to end in one of two ways: peacefully, or with a fight. While he much preferred the former, he was prepared for the latter.

When the Dragonborn told them to follow, the noble did so, Litleo padding beside him. The Pokemon, despite being sleepy earlier, looked quite awake now. Roy understood. It wasn't every night one would run into people like the two they were with now - a warrior of legend and a friendly spirit - then have to go tracking ghosts in a castle. The previous thought of sleep felt like a distant memory now.

As he moved, Roy's hand rested lightly on the hilt of the Sword of Seals. He didn't plan to draw it unless necessary, but he hoped that the sacred weapon would at least warn him of danger if it appeared and he wasn't able to physically see it.
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 Posted: Nov 9 2017, 06:59 AM
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Now that they had determined what they were dealing with – or, at least, how much of what they were dealing – the Dovahkiin spoke again. Mipha turned her head toward him, a slight tilt to it as he explained what spirits he usually dealt with. Then, he had declared that the spirits were separating, and were no longer among them.

Yes, she had to agree – no longer did the room feel as it had before. The Dovahkiin suggested following one, and declared that they follow him. The group moved immediately, following after one of the spirits down a hall that Mipha had not explored before.

Of course, she hadn’t been in the castle for long before the trouble had all started and she had joined the two in figuring out what was happening. Mipha kept her hands folded behind her back, her ears and eyes open for anything. Unlike the two people she was with, she lacked a weapon. She supposed she didn’t really require one, being a spirit and all, but she felt as if she had to assist wherever she could.

Mipha missed the Lightningscale Trident. She hoped it was in good hands. Perhaps Link’s? Her father’s? Sidon?

Well, perhaps it was best to keep it out of her mind. Besides, there was something she wanted to suggest. “Dovahkiin… I am sorry for disturbing you, but if they do turn out to be under duress, as you said… should we not do what we can to help them, rather than eliminate them?

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 Posted: Nov 11 2017, 11:56 AM
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Dovahkiin licked his lips, keeping his eyes focused on the spirit that he was following, even as it moved through rooms or not. He was moving quickly, lest he had to use his Shout again. Dovahkiin was well versed in many of the Shouts of his dragonkin but he would prefer not using them if he didn't have to. He would much rather use his sword and shield in any sort of dispute. Growing up in Skyrim meant most disputes went that way.

He heard the girl pose him a question and he glanced over his shoulder towards her without stopping from his quick stride.

"That's why I said we'll follow and see what it does," he said to her. He hadn't said he was going to be eliminating them without figuring out what they were even doing here. He did know they were invading. Guardia Castle had been several centuries old, and the people who lived there knew about things that included magic and spirits, even if none of the people were actually able to use magic. He had spoken to them heavily before going through the hallways when they had first asked him to assist them, and so he knew that the ghosts or whatever they were weren't allowed to be here and weren't here to begin with.

"The important thing to the job is they're trespassing," he continued. If they had been here before and the living had moved in, he would consider it different but that wasn't the case here. "So, they're being removed from the premises, whether they're malevolent or not." They could go live in the Forest, for all he cared. As long as they weren't in the castle anymore, then the job was completed for him. "But, if they attack me, I'll eliminate them." Malevolent or not. Once one laid an attack at the Dovahkiin's feet, then all bets were off and they were the enemy.

His trek through the hallways led him into a library. He stepped inside and stood aside next to the doorway. The spirit was in here, somewhere. It was time to see what exactly it got up to when it wasn't aware it was being followed. If it wasn't aware it was being followed. Maybe it knew they were here. He couldn't say until he saw it act accordingly.

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 Posted: Nov 22 2017, 06:52 PM
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Roy listened to what the others had to say. The main issue was that the ghosts were technically trespassing, causing problems for those who were living here. In that case, shouldn't they be evicted from the premises, like living trespassers? Maybe they had their reasons for haunting this castle, but they couldn't be sure until they actually saw what the ghosts were up to.

Hopefully, they had enough common sense not to attack the Dragonborn. Roy would rather see this end with the ghosts leaving on their own accord, not with violence. If they got attacked, however, then they had to defend themselves.

As Roy followed the Dragonborn into the library, he moved to stand on the opposite side of the doorway across from him, then looked around. The library was empty, yet still lit, bookshelves casting tall shadows along the floor and walls. There didn't seem to be anything out of place, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Litleo made a quiet growl and Roy looked to where he was staring at, just in time to see a book slide across a table. "Over there," he said quietly to the others. The old hardcover made its way along the flat surface, pausing once it reached the edge.

Silence, then it suddenly slid off and fell to the floor, the sound of the impact loud due to the lack of other noises in the large room.
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Mipha gave a nod at the Dovahkiin’s words. She only hoped that they could at least accomplish this task without the need for battle. If they could do that, then perhaps the spirits will leave peacefully, and find somewhere else to call home that didn’t include terrorizing the locals.

Or, as Mipha would prefer, they could help the spirits move on. She, too, had been a restless spirit with an unfinished task. It was only once Link had defeated Calamity Ganon that she had been able to finally find peace alongside the King and the other three Champions. At least… she had thought that would be the case. This Goddess had other plans concerning her peace.

… Perhaps she was also behind these spirits’ plight, too. The thought resulted in Mipha giving a small tilt of her head, just as the Dovahkiin had stated his piece concerning if he was attacked.

I certainly hope it doesn’t come to that.” Mipha would prefer this be solved using other methods. She couldn’t, however, deny the possibility that the spirits would leave peacefully, and there was no way to truly know if that was the case.

The redhead they were with then pointed out something, and Mipha turned to see an old hardcover book inching across a table, before sliding off entirely and landing on the ground with a loud thud. The acoustics of the room gave the sound some decent amplification, and Mipha inched back at the volume.

Holding her hands together, she glanced at her companions. “I suppose we found our new friend. Should we go investigate the room for it?” She turned to the Dovahkiin, trusting his judgment. In the room, more objects began to move on their own accord, a haunting evident. “I could try to speak with it, but I’m not sure it would listen to me…

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