Event || Esdham Under Fire

[melodiesmods]

Characters: Anyone.
Where: Republic of Esdham
When: From the 15th to the 18th of January
Summary: Event log for the Esdham Under Fire event. Feel free to start your thread and put in the header where your character is, when and what they are doing. refer to the OOC Post for details and plotting.
Warning: Battles, possible death and war horror.

Aqures Ixen
The Army Attacked
Transport from Aqures Ixen
The Coliseum on Fire
Rescuing the Civilians
Protecting the Airport and Mognet Office
The Bevelle
Attack on the Presidential Palace (Boss Battle)
Misc.

Comments

Re: Rescuing the Civilians - Zelda

[unitesearthandsky]

The air had gone still, the sort of pause that came with the wake of death and sorrow. It was never his intention to rob those of life, least not another human. There had been no other choice, and if it meant protecting the woman who'd seized his heart and kept it beating, he'd stand before the depths of hate and destruction to see her life spared.

Feet dig into the dirt, setting his guard in place as the sword gifted to him sends a streaming light of hope through the numbers which might have stolen the last of Zelda's breath. They meet his blade, greet him in kind by the strength of their iron and steel, resting on the edge of the Master Sword as he holds it above him to keep their points from coming down upon his head.

"I wasn't.. I wasn't there when you needed me in the forest.. But-"

A push of his arm sends the blades back, his resolve far greater than those that would see the city in ruins. The Chosen Hero bares his fangs, barks at the hate-filled soldiers that try to bring harm to his love, the giant shadow of his will looming over the hordes which march towards them.

"I won't fail you again!" His eyes narrow, brows furrowing as his nose scrunches up from the intense anger that swells within him. "You men of the Empire, you lost this battle before it even began! No one, not even the Queen herself, will touch so much as a hair on the head of the woman I love!"

Rescuing the Civilians - Zelda

[goddessofthesky]

Zelda watched as Link bounded in front of her attackers. It was true that he was more skilled than she was and after everything that they’ve been through she trusted him with her life. She watched for a moment in awe of her knight, her hero, as he fought with her existence unmistakably in his heart. She was happy even in the middle of battle, even as the world was posed against them because they had each other and each moment created memories that she wanted to cherish.

She glanced around them just in time to see more monsters circling behind them. She raised her blade to protect Link’s back bringing down the sword in a graceful arc. She lightly pressed her shoulder against his back as she spoke. “I am behind you. We won’t fail because we are together.” They could fight together and be there for each other.

It was just like she dreamed of supporting each other in each endeavor; so that they didn’t have to part again. She felt her fatigue fade and she wished that she could speak her mind as easily as he could in the middle of such a fight. Having him in her heart made her stronger. Sweat beaded from her forehead and her breaths became heavy with each slash of her sword.

Re: Rescuing the Civilians - Zelda

[unitesearthandsky]

His back kisses her own for but a moment, before the warmth of her compassion sends him charging once more into the danger of the fray. Every swish of his blade spills another wasted wound of blood, his lips cringing as he knows the value of life. The Empire had ignored it, they'd gone against what made men decent and insisted upon a slaughter. If lives needed to be sacrificed in order to slake the greed of men so drunk on power, then Link would pledge himself a million times over until his spirit was the only thing left of him.

The corner of his eye keeps a close watch on his partner, faith holding on as he knows she's more than capable of handling her side of the fight. Fresh scars sting his cheeks, the slight brush of steel giving his features the warmth of his blood as it trickles down to his chin.