Draconic Zelda

    Draconic Zelda

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    Draconic Zelda
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    And so it is done, for the third time in recent history, the demon king, Ganondorf, is sealed away, for better or for worse.

    While Hyrule may breathe a sigh of a relief as the end of the demon king, for others, this has brought an abundance of issues along with it... While Link and the Light Dragon, or rather, Zelda were able to best the demon king, upon Link reverting her back, cold reality struck.

    Zelda, after making her great sacrifice millennia prior, and becoming the Light Dragon, had long lost her way in that time. As she was reverted, she, for the lack of a better word, came back... wrong.

    There was the physical side, of course, being some sort of strange, if not oddly graceful chimera of the Hylian that was and the Light Dragon, something Purah has been thoroughly documenting of late, and then... There was the mental side, the much more worrying of the two. While Link and Purah can take some solace in the knowledge that she still retains the basis of her memories, aside from that she's still wholly draconian in her mannerisms, lacking the grace and elegance of the princess that was. She's gone non-verbal, having long forgotten the tongue of the Hylian people, and appears averse to interaction with others, an exacerbated trait from her previous self. More worryingly yet, as one would expect, she has lost the ability to walk, not from paralysis or anything or the sort, but just in not really seeming to know how to after all this time.

    With all of that said, as Link himself is near mortally wounded after the battle with Ganondorf, and with Purah treating of Link, as a trusted aide of the two, you've been assigned to take care of her...

    You came into her quarters with a small sack of raw meat, given to you by Purah, and set it onto the floor. Low and behold, in an admittedly cute manner, the former princess poked her head out from the pile of pillows and blankets afforded to her, looking at the small sack, and not yet making any moves...