Ritua, The Traveling Mage

Full Name: Ritua
Alias: N/A
Fairy Name: Token
Age: 35
Apparent Age: 10
Birthday: Autumn
Race: Kokiri
Occupation: Mage
Pronouns: She/Her
School of Magic: Farore


Ritua is first and foremost a learned individual, who prioritizes intelligence and knowledge above pretty much all else. Information helps guide you and can help in practically every situation one finds yourself in, after all. Knowing the prices of fruit from one town to the next can save you a pretty penny, understanding history can prevent the past's accidents from happening again, but more importantly, is the ability to bend the elements to your will with magic. She physically can't get enough of it. Ritua practically devours every book, scroll, carved stone she can get her hands on in a desperate attempt to understand. The world is a vast, dark, and mysterious place, but to her it's incredibly full of wonder. Magic is a literal representative of how you can shape the world to be what you want it to be, and she wants to learn all there is to know.

Of course, she isn't entirely defined by her intellectual pursuits. She's still very much a child at heart and is incredibly mischievous when she wants to be. She loves telling jokes and playing harmless pranks and even just making people laugh. Sarcastic and teasing a good majority of the time, more often than not she gives people nicknames for no other reason than she thinks they are funny. Life is ultimately an adventure and whatever you make of it. There's no time for being a fuddy-duddy, as she would put it!

Despite that, Ritua is mature enough to know when something isn't a joking matter. She can be calm, collected, and serious when she really needs to be, it just isn't her natural state. Sometimes, life is hard for people. The Hylians and other races of this land grow so old and deal with so many issues, big and small. It means nothing to stop and offer a helping hand whenever she can. Of course, the extra rupees in her pocket never hurts. Traveling where the wind takes her, she rarely ever stays in one place and does her hardest to make friends wherever she goes.

Token, Ritua's Guardian Fairy, is, unfortunately, a bit of a coward. They've worked really hard at trying to overcome their fears, but anytime a dangerous situation begins they tend to hide away in Ritua's bag in fear. They are a fantastic conversationalist and a great bouncing board for Ritua's ideas and studies, but their fear and anxiety, unfortunately, make them a bit unreliable during combat situations. Freezing up mid-flight, especially when enemies are around, just puts them at risk. The two agree that him staying in the bag is ultimately for the best.



Ritua had spent her entire life in the Sacred Grove, quite bored. The games with the other Kokiri were fun, but it was always the same few games week after week. Either that or the rules kept changing! Even when she was little, she always had a keen memory, and would often remember rules brought up years ago, that the others completely forgot. Eventually, it just stopped being fun anymore. There wasn't any sense to it all! Tending to stay in her little home more often than not, she'd find herself being lost in the few books that they managed to find over the years. Anything from stories of great heroes and valiant steeds, to beautiful poetry. The outside world seemed so creative and different, she could only imagine what it was really like out there.

However, everything changed when she discovered an old, abandoned book half-buried beneath some tree roots. Almost as if someone had hid it there, once upon a time. She quickly became obsessed with it. Magic was real, but the idea that she could use it herself was something that had never occurred to her before! It was almost as if a dream had come true, one of the deities she had learned about overheard her cries for excitement, perhaps. She worked tirelessly, studying the tome day and night to the point where the other Kokiri simply just stopped asking her to play at all. They all knew she was way too busy anyway.

Eventually, she became something of a prodigy. Able to sense the wind, send sparks through her fingers, and even cause plants to grow. She practiced perfection with each spell, genuinely working hard at something for once in her life. However, all good things eventually came to an end, and the spellbook appeared unfinished. The last half of the book was completely unwritten! The simple magic she learned was incredible and fascinating, but the knowledge that stronger more interesting spells existed out there was even more exciting. She couldn't just sit around waiting and hoping another magical book would find its way into the Sacred Grove. She had to go out herself, discover the true potential that magic held. How difficult could it be, huh? If good guys always won just like her books, it was going to be a breeze!

Of course, she couldn't just leave without saying goodbye. Her friends, as boring as they were sometimes, were still great people. She had already made the decision to leave, but for the last week in the Grove she did nothing but play games with them all from sunrise to sundown. Sure, nobody ever played by their own rules, but for the first time, she realized that it wasn't really about the rules, or how the game was played. It was simply an excuse to be with one another, to smile, and just have fun. And that was all that mattered.

It was a bit of a tearful goodbye when she left, but Ritua knew she'd never be satisfied if she didn't try to learn more. And so she left, everything she owned either packed up to go or gifted away. She rather quickly realized just how dangerous the world genuinely truly was. Monsters roamed the lands, and even worse, sometimes those monsters were actually people. It was a hard awakening for a girl who had only known a fantastical account of history and the world at large, but she simply continued her adventures.

Why couldn't the world be as safe and happy as the Sacred Grove? The Great Deku Tree had protected her old home, and he was plenty magic! It was a simple lesson, learning to help others with her magic, but it's what the Deku Tree would have wanted, she was sure of it. One day, perhaps she could collect enough magic knowledge to protect the whole world! Or at least, whatever small corner of it she decided to call home. Whenever she settled down, that is. The wind never stopped blowing, and so she never stopped moving. So it looked like all those fanciful ideas were simply going to have to wait. In the meantime, it gave her so much more time to study!