(Friendly reminder to check out the sign-ups for this RP! There is more information and feel free to PM me any questions!) Breath of the Wild RP It has been 90 long years since the Fall of Hyrule Castle, of their ruling monarchy and the people of Hyrule have long since adapted to their new way of life. But they have not forgotten their history nor the legends of their forefathers... Aria huffed as she tugged on Blueberry’s girth, double checking that he didn’t hold his breath… again. “Come on boy,” she murmured, mounting the saddle with practiced ease. Blueberry whickered in response as Aria clicked her tongue. The legend of a hero, clad in green and blessed by the goddess. Aria remembered. Her grandfather would stare at the fire and tell her stories of his bravery from eons ago. Then he would tell her stories of his father’s bravery and courage defending the castle. The familiar anger burned through her for those accursed guardians being dug back up and killing her great-grandfather. Blueberry whinnied and stopped suddenly. Aria exhaled and slackened the reigns. “Steady,” she soothed her steed. “Easy boy.” Aria felt the weight of her grandfather's halberd on her back and she grinned, spurring Blueberry on the path- towards Hyrule and the legacy of her forefathers. Aria ducked under the rock as it flew over her head. She cursed as she glanced back to see the bokoblin hunting around for another rock. Aria clicked her tongue and loosen the reins, sending Blueberry into a gallop as they cleared the forest and thundered down the path. Aria gripped the reins with her left hand, her right hand moving to release the halberd from the saddle. With a deft hand, she clutched the halberd as Blueberry thundered down the path from Hateno- alerting the bokoblins laying in wait. Aria parried the hoe away as she directed Blueberry to run over the monster. She ignored the scream of the dying bokoblin and carried on, spearing the blue bokoblin before he could nab her with the pitchfork. Aria barely glanced behind her as Blueberry left the area and she sighed. “I owe you an apple for that, boy,” she murmured as she stood slightly in the stirrups, slowing Blueberry down. Aria gently sat back down as they turned the corner and kept following the well beaten path.