CHIEF

[adelphoiflux]

the chief and the scion

@solartiara

               “By the Twelve this can’t be all real…” His disbelief is wholly overshadowed by the reality before him. A sprawling city, the likes of which he’d never seen before, dwarfing even the three city states of Eorzea. Spires and buildings as far as the eye can see. It was all so intimidating, enough to stun the young elezen in place as he gawked in awe and equal parts dread. 

               He thought back to the white room; how he woke up confused and dazed, with nothing on him but a book of poetry and meager amounts of aether, enough only for basic magicks. He couldn’t believe it, still wouldn’t, and yet, here he was, in a foreign land far away from home and from his friends. He would have panicked, had it not been for his steeled resolve. It took him a few moments to gather himself, but he wouldn’t waste time no more.

               “Pardon…!” Alphinaud called out, spotting someone from the corner of his eye, reaching out to them with his words. A young girl with dark skin and flaming red hair. He hoped she was a local or at the very least, someone who knew enough about this city. “Pray forgive my haste my lady, but I must know: is this all real? Am I not in some mad, conjured dream?”

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     ♕ TURNING at her own leisure at the sudden exclamation during her walk throughout the city, the chief’s emerald hues soon catch sight of the one who has called out to her. Regarding the stranger with a curious stare, Riju takes a moment to scrutinize him before offering any sort of response to his inquiries.

     With his ears and manner of dressing himself, the boy briefly reminds the girl of the Hylian nobles she had heard of and briefly seen in some pictures. Though, she can’t help but wonder if that’s truly the case, for the nobles have been scarcely heard from, if ever, since the tragedy starting a hundred years ago. Still, the redhead regards the other with a curious look, tilting her chin up before speaking to him at last.

     ❝ Oh my; aren’t you the formal one? ❞ she teases lightly, soon humming in thought for a moment shortly after.

     ❝ But unfortunately, no, this isn’t some dream and is quite real. Would you like me to pinch you to convey that? ❞

[potionxshop]

“Yet another traveler… How did you get in here ?”

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scholarprincess:

               ۞.❝ Exactly! Even if you can try to mentally imagine something a hundred times nothing beats really actually being thrown into it. Though sometimes trying to mentally prepare doesn’t help so much either to be..well…mentally prepared. ❞ So much for trying to be positive.

           ❝ Correct…but how do you know that? ❞ She’d ask in a slight slow like manner with her voice. The princess would not remember meeting this young lady, though the air about her and her appearance would remind her that of a Gerudo. Now that she thought about it, this girl would definitely have to be one. ❝ Wait – beauty?! Th-Thats stretching it a bit too far there, I don’t really have that much beauty. ❞ Cue the nervous laughter. ❝ B-But I thank you for your kind words. Though you really do have me at a disadvantage I really don’t know who you are…besides maybe being apart of the Gerudo, you certainly do have the appearance of one. Just, you know, very much younger. ❞

     ♕ UPON hearing the blonde’s words the chief can only offer a chuckle, along with a thoughtful nod. Of course, she understands the girl’s feelings rather well; after all, the same sort of trepidation happened to Riju moments before she set out to assist Link with boarding Vah Naboris. While words can help, it seems that only actions and experience can help in certain situations... Especially ones revolving around battle.

     ❝ Aha, and humble, too; truly, you have the qualities of the princess I have heard of, ❞

     ❝ And that’s fine, it’s... To be expected, given your circumstances. So, allow me to formally introduce myself; I am Riju, the current Gerudo chief. ❞ and with that she offers a smile along with a small curtsy, soon returning to her normal, short stature.

     ❝ Stories of the exalted Urbosa and her expeditions during her time as the princess’s champion have long since been told by my people... So to finally meet you in the flesh is very much an honour. ❞

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atonings:

—✕ █ ▌❝Voes? Is that what you call HUMANS, or, uhm, hm men, perhaps?❞ He doesn’t look that much DIFFERENT from her.

❝Ah, yes, how should it be TESTED, then? Does it require more than a few whacks of a sword?❞

     ♕ ❝ YOU’RE quite the sharp one! ‘Voe’ is the Gerudo word for ‘men’, ❞

     ❝ And perhaps... Do you have a sword to do such a thing to my helm? ❞

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cursedeye: 

The golem that rests in her hair gives a cheerful flap of it’s wings before nuzzling further into her head, affectionate as ever as though it were familiar with her from the start. “…Fairy?” Allen asks, looking to Timcanpy for a moment before attempting to speak again, only for Tim to open it’s mouth and promptly hiss at the young exorcist as if to say ‘Don’t you dare tell her I’m not!’ but it’s to no avail, as Allen goes on to say, “I guess he could be considered one, of sorts. But I’m sorry to say that he’s officially classified as a golem.” He hopes that fact doesn’t disappoint her too much.

“I’m sorry again about him. He’s…very friendly.” Especially with women, but he opts to leave that part out so that it wouldn’t sound too awkward or seem as if he’s subtly coming onto her. Allen makes no attempts to remove Tim from her hair, mainly because he’s afraid that he’ll be bitten in the process and he’d rather not lose a finger or two from trying to separate Tim and his newest love. “I’d get him, but he’d probably tear my arm off if I even tried.” And so here he is, not that he minds.

“I’m Allen, by the way. And that’s Timcanpy.”

     ♕ BLINKING in mild surprise for a moment, the chief can’t help but quirk a brow as the stranger corrects her terminology. So, this golden fellow is a Golem? Surely he must just be saying that as a joke... Or perhaps Golems where he’s from are different than the ones Riju knows of? That must be the case, since the Golems the girl knows of are large and made of stone rather than small and golden.

     ❝ How strange, ❞ she comments, verdant hues looking upwards to the creature nestled in her hair once more.

     ❝ The Golems I know of are quite tall and made of stone; not at all cute like this one, ❞

     ❝ But I don’t mind him. He’s endearing, I think, ❞ she replies to the stranger’s words of mild vexation, an amused smile on her features.

     ❝ However, it is nice to meet the both of you, especially you, Allen. I’m Riju, the chief of the Gerudo. ❞

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closed starter for @solartiara

Of all the natural laws that govern the physical world, gravity has always treated Corvo particularly well, despite the claims of many that it was a cruel mistress—so many, in fact, that those claims had become something of an aphorism, a canny turn of phrase for canny people.

What other people failed to see that it was it took little more than a bit of unconventional thinking to make gravity work for him.

In this case, Corvo employed gravity’s inexorable pull to send his entire body weight into the back of a man who was currently threatening a strange young woman with a pocketknife.

Corvo sticks the landing with what he considers to be considerable grace—and the unpleasant crunch of the man buckling beneath his feet. It is enough to give the man’s two accomplices—thugs with more muscle than brain matter, men easily swayed by acts of naked violence—pause, as they regard him and his wooden sword. He glances back, over his shoulder, to the woman—no, girl, surely straight-backed and proud, but a girl nonetheless.

“You’re out late.” His voice is muffled somewhat by the angular mask he wears, but his dry tone is as clear as the moon shining down upon all of them.

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     ♕ WHILE the young chief has always been aware of the dangers of not only this world but her own, it seems that despite having knowledge of such a fact, she still somehow manages to find herself in a rather horrid situation. Without any sort of weapon she could even try and utilize some of her swordplay knowledge with, Riju can only stand in the darkened area of the street she’s on as a trio of men now corner her.

     Why they had decided to do such a thing is beyond the redhead; perhaps her attire beckoned their fantasies and dreams of robbing someone of their riches... Or perhaps the reason is more sinister. Whatever it may be, RIju finds it to matter little now as she tries to think of a way out of this situation--

     Until a masked stranger drops into the scene quite literally, with their frame knocking over one of the thugs with considerable ease. Viridian hues widening in surprise, the girl can only look on at the stranger’s back as he stands between her and the other two men, his masked visage looking over his shoulder at her to utter a rather dry comment.

     ❝ Well, I never did have a curfew, you know. ❞

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ofhotheads:

No deleting questions, either!

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galactikkiller:

     Gamora doesn’t tend to stare. She watches, quick glances as she studies strangers and friends alike when she doesn’t want them to know she is looking. But she catches herself looking at the girl with beautiful long red hair with the gold thing on her head, and soon enough the girl catches her too.

     She hesitates, staring at whatever it was that was on her head as she ponders the right words to say to a complete stranger. Does she really care? No. But it’s best not to make enemies in this place.

     “… It looks impractical at best.”

     ♕ WHILE the woman’s expression says it all, the young chief still tries to remain hopeful about her response. While not nearly as brilliant as the original Thunder Helm, the size is still, unfortunately, relatively the same... Which results in it drooping over Riju’s face almost completely.

     Though she supposes that in a way, it’s a blessing or it hides the surprise she has upon seeing someone with such green skin.

     ❝ Well, you do have a point there, ❞ she concedes, smiling for a moment before pulling it off her head once more.

     ❝ The original’s purpose is to absorb a certain type of magic and element... Though this is just a cheap replacement that only acts as a shabby excuse for armour. ❞ she lightly taps on it for a moment, her emerald hues squinting at it slightly before looking back up to the stranger.

     ❝ I doubt this can really block or reduce the damage taken i you were to strike it when it’s worn on someone’s head. ❞

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scholarprincess:

       ❝ Well I mean….I guess that’s true. Still! It’s very tiring! ❞

     ♕ ❝ I suppose that’s true; even experience can’t prepare you for certain events. ❞

     She pauses now, the chief looking at the princess both parts bashful and enthusiastic. There’s probably no way princess Zelda has heard of Riju, seeing as she only recently escaped from her hundred year fate... Yet even so, Riju can’t help but still wonder about the former.

     ❝ You are... None other than princess Zelda, aren’t you? I have heard so much about you and have even seen pictures of your beauty, so I know I can’t be mistaken about that. ❞

[dreadlock-detective]

It’s a fanart marathon today apparently! Riju the Smolest Gerudo from Zelda: Breath of the Wild 

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@solartiara

Allowing Timcanpy to wander off by itself had been a mistake from the start. For one moment, he’d turned away to do something and the next? The golem had taken off in some direction or another, keen on finding whatever it was that had captured it’s interest. Allen’s worried that something’s happened, that someone will take it away if given the chance. Then he sees it’s bright yellow wisp of a tail zip by him and towards a young lady. Golden wings flap excitedly in front of her before Allen finally catches up, grabs the little one and proceeds to stretch it in some sort of weird punishment. “And just what do you think you were going to do to her?” He says, clearly chastising.

Then he remembers that he’s in fact in front of said person that Timcanpy had wandered off to. There’s a brief pause before he finally starts up an apology, while still administering punishment. “I’m sorry about him, he…gets carried away sometimes.” There’s a brief struggle as the golem breaks free from his grasp and settles into the girl’s hair to which Allen can only look mildly horrified and sigh. “Guess he likes you…a lot.” Or her hair, maybe.

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     ♕ THE sudden flash of gold causes the girl to abruptly turn around, optics of emerald chasing its figure until it finally settles on the area just a few inches away from her face. Squinting for a moment almost in disbelief, Riju’s eyes soon widen at the golden creature hovering in front of her visage now. While she’s never seen one for herself, based on what she’s heard alone this surely must be a fairy, right?

     As a smile begins to form onto her features, the young chief goes to reach out and touch the strange being... When it is suddenly pulled back by another and promptly punished for some reason or another.

     ❝ Oh? It’s alright; in fact, I think I should be thanking him. After all, it’s good luck to have a fairy approach you so excitedly, isn’t it? ❞ or so she would think, anyway. Fairies are typically rather timid around others, lest they get used for their regenerative abilities. Regardless, Riju can’t help but smile as the golden creature goes to rest within her hair, her verdant hues looking up towards it before looking back at the stranger.

     ❝ I see he has a liking for resting in the hair of others, however. ❞

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traitorbred:

Culture was never something Mordred took much stock in, given what little she had to cling to. Still, she listened – one ear turned up, eyes forward, interest held. It wasn’t an overly complicated thing, so she grasped it easily enough. The only complicated thing was amongst it all was the word ‘Gerudo’, but it slid from the woman’s tongue like nothing. 

“Aah, okay, I gotcha’. And so you’re the chief of these people – the Gerudo.” Strange enough, she found herself curious. It wasn’t every day you found a chief of a village, let along a people. And never one so – strange? Mold breaking? She didn’t have a word to describe Riju, aside from some less than flattering ones.

“So, uh. How did you become chief? Was it like a show of arms!? Did you have to prove yourself worthy by beating all of the others?” An exciting prospect. Inside her jacket pocket, Mordred curled her hands to fists at the thought. “Or was it an inheritance thing, like with royalty? … You guys don’t use a magic sword, do you?” 

     ♕ SATISFIED that she has been able to explain it in a way for the other to understand, the girl nods her head at the blonde’s comment. While she never thought she would have to explain such a thing-- and she probably would never, back in Hyrule-- this city seems to have all sorts of people from various realms and the like. While Riju doesn’t quite fully understand it herself, that seems to be the gist of it at the very least.

     ❝ Beat people? Heavens no. ❞ she starts, laughing slightly at the mere idea of it.

     ❝ But yes, it is a title you inherit. My mother had been chief before me and her mother’s mother and so on. ❞ she speaks with a certain melancholy to her tone, as any girl would who has lost her mother at a young age. Though it seems to be have been some time ago now, it still feels like a new wound; as if her mother would be coming back home any day now.

     ❝ We don’t have a magic sword, no, but we do have the Thunder Helm. ❞

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Ask muse how good they are at..

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[scholarprincess-blog]

       ❝ I must say I still feel rather tired after all what excitement we had… ❞

[solartiara-blog]

     ♕ ❝ AFTER all you have been through, I’m sure you'll be able to manage. ❞

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@inqerad

     ♕ ❝ HM; it seems we have something interesting here. ❞

     Comes the intrigued comment of the chief, a hand raising to her chin in thought as she looks over the man from behind. While he is a man and his attire differs slightly from what she’s used to, it still reminds the girl of the various outfits and such she has seen more often than not in her home of Gerudo Town.

     And perhaps that is what prompted her in the first place to speak out to this voe.

     ❝ Though I doubt you’re from Hyrule I still must ask; where are you from? ❞

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{ i think i’m good to start a few more threads on riju so here’s a starter all! the cap will be three. }

[traitorbred]

“Bah, fine! Fine! There, I put a top back on.”

“You guys are no fun…”

[solartiara-blog]

     ♕ ❝ AHA, that’s better; surely you wouldn’t want your entire body to get sunburned. ❞