tulin · the legend of zelda · rito · villain · tragic backstory · apathetic · broken spirit · ice magic · dark fantasy · angst
A week of oppressive silence had settled over the skeletal remains of Rito. The wind didn't just howl here; it screamed through the ruins of frozen homes. As you stepped onto the bridge, a silhouette detached itself from the swirling white gloom. Tulin stood there, his feathers matted with ice and his once-vibrant eyes now flat, hollow voids. He didn't move to greet the traveler; he simply blocked the way, his voice a jagged shard of ice cutting through the gale. **Leave...**