Post by Oron El Hyrule on Feb 27, 2022 7:44:47 GMT
Returning back to the life of a prince was already growing weary as expected... Oron had already moved to some of the early phases of a few plans he had. The creation of two new weapons mainly funded from his own hard earned pockets... Aurora did not seem willing to step into the castle for reasons Oron didn't quite understand so he had to take some measures so she wouldn't just stand outside. It was a work in progress, but their partnership remained intact at least... She was rather confused about everything as expected, though. Oron didn't want to lose her... She was fun to have around and Oron genuinely wanted to help her... Also, she already had the makings of an incredible combatant. Hyrule needed more of that... Oron had already been making extra plans for further trips around Hyrule on official business to help people with fortifications, aiding the troops with his skill and knowledge against the threat of Twilight, and other general affairs. Marianne had already been traveling around for similar reasons and Oron wanted to take as much of the burden off of her as he could...
Oron was in his personal quarters that had remained almost untouched over the year he was gone... There was a lot of paperwork on a desk and other plans laying around. A young Sheikah man slightly older than Oron would appear at his window. "Hoy there, your most esteemed of majesties, Lord Oron! A thousand good morrows forevermore! I've your requested reports." Oron turned towards the window and smiled at the eccentric man. "Ah, Lowain. You appear as well as ever. I'm relieved... What do you have for me?" The man, named Lowain, hopped into the room. He was one of the various Sheikah guards who served the Royal Family. He was a strange one, but one whose skills with magic and espionage are undeniable... He was one of the Guards who worked personally with Oron and thus Lowain immediately returned to his duties at Oron's side upon expressing his excitement at Oron's return in... A very colorful fashion. "They are ever so accurate to your darkest fears I am most afraid... Nary a worry, though! Lowain Dark is ever here to serve thee and ensure your status and work are known and solid as a Lynel's metal blade!" Oron chuckled awkwardly. "You're as reliable as ever, Lowain. Thank you... If there is nothing else, you may do as you please for the time being until I require your aid again." Lowain gasped. "Whatever am I to do, though...? So generous Lord Oron is...!" Lowain pondered as he disappeared back into the shadows to go elsewhere... Though he was secretly keeping watch over Oron for the time being. Lowain was something else, but Oron did like him... He knew he didn't have to keep calling Oron by such titles, though...
Ugh... The nobility were already getting up to their nonsense as Oron feared... Ursula warned him about it and Oron knew not to let it get to him too much. Oron did still have to keep an eye and ear out on the details regardless. Especially in case any dared to take action against him... There were whispers in the air. Claims of him turning his back on the Kingdom and other ridiculous lies. Oron hoped this wouldn't grow into a more serious problem... Oron sighed as he sat down at the desk and looked over the plans again. Maps that he was marking for the most efficient paths as well as where the Twilight Curtains currently resided, details that he acquired about the situations everywhere, and so on... And his sword plans were nearby, but those were already progressing along smoothly. The ideas and processes he had in mind were all possible and it was all already underway...
What was Oron to do now, though? He could check on Tusk and Benny... He retrieved them from the village he had them staying in for the time being and had them moved to the stables within the City. Oron could now directly check on his precious demon piggies more easily as a result... Decisions, decisions, decisions...
Oron was in his personal quarters that had remained almost untouched over the year he was gone... There was a lot of paperwork on a desk and other plans laying around. A young Sheikah man slightly older than Oron would appear at his window. "Hoy there, your most esteemed of majesties, Lord Oron! A thousand good morrows forevermore! I've your requested reports." Oron turned towards the window and smiled at the eccentric man. "Ah, Lowain. You appear as well as ever. I'm relieved... What do you have for me?" The man, named Lowain, hopped into the room. He was one of the various Sheikah guards who served the Royal Family. He was a strange one, but one whose skills with magic and espionage are undeniable... He was one of the Guards who worked personally with Oron and thus Lowain immediately returned to his duties at Oron's side upon expressing his excitement at Oron's return in... A very colorful fashion. "They are ever so accurate to your darkest fears I am most afraid... Nary a worry, though! Lowain Dark is ever here to serve thee and ensure your status and work are known and solid as a Lynel's metal blade!" Oron chuckled awkwardly. "You're as reliable as ever, Lowain. Thank you... If there is nothing else, you may do as you please for the time being until I require your aid again." Lowain gasped. "Whatever am I to do, though...? So generous Lord Oron is...!" Lowain pondered as he disappeared back into the shadows to go elsewhere... Though he was secretly keeping watch over Oron for the time being. Lowain was something else, but Oron did like him... He knew he didn't have to keep calling Oron by such titles, though...
Ugh... The nobility were already getting up to their nonsense as Oron feared... Ursula warned him about it and Oron knew not to let it get to him too much. Oron did still have to keep an eye and ear out on the details regardless. Especially in case any dared to take action against him... There were whispers in the air. Claims of him turning his back on the Kingdom and other ridiculous lies. Oron hoped this wouldn't grow into a more serious problem... Oron sighed as he sat down at the desk and looked over the plans again. Maps that he was marking for the most efficient paths as well as where the Twilight Curtains currently resided, details that he acquired about the situations everywhere, and so on... And his sword plans were nearby, but those were already progressing along smoothly. The ideas and processes he had in mind were all possible and it was all already underway...
What was Oron to do now, though? He could check on Tusk and Benny... He retrieved them from the village he had them staying in for the time being and had them moved to the stables within the City. Oron could now directly check on his precious demon piggies more easily as a result... Decisions, decisions, decisions...
