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There were many rumors about Hyrule Castle. Most of them stemmed from the Sheikah tribe, the secret service of the Royal Family, but there were some that stemmed from other things. Some were false, some were half truths.
Possibly the most mysterious and truest rumor of the castle, was that it was haunted.
Few visitors ever caught a glimpse of them, but the ones that worked there had a front row witness of the ghosts that acted as the castle guards.
There was one that always came in the night, stalking through the castle, watching for any intruders. The castle staff call him the Deathless, because of the clean bodies of ill willed intruders that they find in the morning. He was the only one that no one saw. No one but the princess, and the lives taken by him, seemed to know what he looked like, and she always described him as “a man with a scar over his eye, and battle markings on his face”.
The most active ghost in the castle could be seen all over, similar to the Deathless, but could be seen at any time. He acted as an informant, and a second defense for the castle. He was notably known for having pink shaggy hair, and thus his namesakes that had to do with pink, the most used being Fuchsia Fury, or Pink Fraud for which he would roll his eyes to.
Another one prowled the gardens. The Princess’s Knight seemed to take a liking to this particular apparition; he seemed friendly to people that meant no harm. No one could agree what form he took. Some said he was a man with a pelt, others said he was a great proud Wolf.
Another ghost was located in the training grounds, another acquaintance of the Knight. Some said if a guard was training during the early hours of the morning, they would find this ghost advising them in ways they could improve. They called him the Captain, as he had an air of authority and importance about him. Yet no one ever knew his story, nor did anyone ever recognize him.
Close to the training grounds was the one which lurked in the weapons storage and repair forge. The rumors said that if someone left a broken weapon in those rooms, it could be repaired, good as new, the next day. This peculiar Smithy of a ghost seemed to be in four places at once simultaneously, if you squinted.
The one taking watch at the highest towers had the air of a child, giggling, taking out a telescope to view the spacious kingdom that was Hyrule. He was there day and night, pretending he was on the crows nest of a pirate ship, and then when intruders come, the childish facade drops, and the Privateer is telling the royal family directly, or one of the other ghosts.
Speaking of the royal family, there was a ghost that was seldom heard about in the royal’s wing. Not many people knew about him, or even acknowledged his presence, but he never minded. He would whisper into the royal’s ears, consoling them in what would be the best for the kingdom, thus the royals who knew of him calling him the Advisor.
There was one that everyone in both the castle grounds and the kingdom knew about, the one that walked along the outside of the castle walls, as if looking for the entrance. He always seemed to look lost, but he was a deceptive one. Anyone that the Commoner saw that was a threat, he would incapacitate, and anyone that was friendly, he would wave with a smile.
Most that visited the castle that saw them would never realize that they were there, even some of the castle staff fell into this habit. They wouldn’t ever see someone transparent, or ghostly of the like at all. It would only be someone that was perfectly fine and healthy, albeit a bit odd. It was the ones who came in uninvited or with ill intent that found something else entirely. A monstrous form, spectral and dark, ready to attack unless the invader fled in cowardice. Unless you were face to face with the Deathless. If you ever caught a glimpse of him, you simply seemed to forget.
No one knew where their graves were. There were only speculations, and no one was brave enough to ask, feeling that it would be rude. No one ever found graves or burial spots in castle grounds that belonged to them, and there were no clues about where they could be located either. The most popular theory was that their bodies were kept down underneath the castle as a secret that the sheikah keep hidden. All of them were wrong, and it was something only the princess’s knight seemed to know about, and boy, did he keep his mouth shut.
He only knew of vague locations. One in the forest, one in a small village in the outskirts, one in a secluded cave, one in another country entirely, one out at sea, one in the high mountains, one in a common graveyard next to the blacksmith’s shop, and one in a blood soaked field. He didn’t exactly care that much about it, however. He was just thankful for them being there when… no… if he isn’t there to protect the royal family and Hyrule.