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Hints, everywhere. Some of the more obscure things I never would've guessed. I don't think I've heard the word Zola, though, I've always assumed that they were Zoras. I see where you're going =O . Can't wait to see who it is.
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#41
Ganondorf333 
- Your fellow Cannonballist Marye
-
Posted 14 July 2008 - 08:14 PM
I once had a pet named Froo-Froo. One day, Froo-Froo
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
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#42
Sahaqiel
- Angel of the Skies.
-
Posted 15 July 2008 - 05:46 AM
Chapter 10: Dreams and a Milk Café
After safely depositing Epona in the nearest royal stable, the Hero of Time and Termina alike journeyed to his quarters, surrounded by the mineral walls of the castle of the great Royal Family of Hyrule. The stones in the wall were nostalgic and triggered past phantasms of long-lost ventures. Each brick was a face with pits and edges; a crude caricature of people he once knew. Their movements past him were a rough blur; an error in his judgment of what was forward. The torches hanging in their iron prisons winked at the shaded figure wearing a thin cloak, a green hat, and a musing expression wandering down their hallway's throat with purpose. At last the wooden door, smooth in its frame, greeted Link with something close to anticipation.
Link turned the doorknob and pushed inward. The hinges giggled a faint squeak and the door sighed as its guest pressed it back into its frame, making a thud that expressed welcome. Steel and flint sprayed sparks at the fireplace in the hands of the hero as he brought the fire to life. Taking off his cloak, Link attacked his bed, beating it with his form until comfort was achieved. Fuzziness was still in his head, clouding his thoughts and warming his disposition. Wearing his cloak like a blanket, the man dressed in green found sleep, gazing into its very sky.
The sun shone with a brilliance unmatched by anything else. Its rays were intense and beautiful, gracing the land and its hills, caressing the towering trees, embracing the purple mountains, and skipping across the glinting lakes and rivers. Far away, the shy ocean rolled onto the shore, where it retreated just as quickly. Life was just peeking its head out of the soil, opening its eyes and looking to the heavens, where the noble and brilliant orb surveyed it all.
On top of the most peaceful hill, surrounded by budding flowers and eager grass, perched a beam of light, coming from the azure skies themselves. The beam illuminated everything in a split second, at the end of which it dissipated, revealing a shining golden monument, more beautiful and fearsome than the land it chose to rest in. A power radiated from it, wise and courageous, almost omnipotent. The artifact was mysterious and calming in harmony. It was the gravity in this realm, the thing that the very clouds circled about.
Time persevered in this paradise, the sky aged and spied itself in the sluggish waters of the once swift rivers, also engulfed by the laws of progression. The trees grew, matured, reproduced, and eventually fell. Their children took the charity of their ancestor's gift of life and breathed it into the air. The mountains were carved by the river's offspring. The smell of sweet fruit drifted through the sacred land, where the golden guardian sat and observed.
The clouds became heavy with the protests of the bodies of water, which had been sunbathing for untold ages. The trees rocked back and forth in the wind with excitement. The behemoth mountains braced themselves. The land equipped a dark and gloomy face. The gray clouds descended deeper into a much darker shade until the flowers themselves feared they would burst. The angular keeper of the realm did not sway in the fierce gusts of the storm. The gargantuan blankets ominously hovered over the land, making no move for what seemed like an eternity.
The entire landscape of this paradise was now gloomy and dark. No playful drops gracing the waves of grass or the thirsty trees. The only thing unphased was the centerpiece of this universe; the golden triangles that occupied the once tranquil terrain. Atop the resilient figure cut a beam of light, through the skies that had lost their soft blue. From the clouds opened a ring of golden light, from which a dark pulsing hand reached longingly towards the sacred triangles, closing its fingers around them. The metallic artifacts shone with much force, turning the nocturne storm into day. The realm was bathed in the light, shadows nonexistent. The light continued for a long while until finally, the light stopped. The dark arm disappeared without kidnapping the realm's guardian from its position. The clouds unleashed a torrent upon the realm and order was restored.
Link awoke to catch himself in the act of drooling on his pillow. Wiping his mouth absentmindedly, he stretched and yawned. The hero went limp at the end of his stretch and thought about his dream, which was now a hazy phantasm. Convincing himself it was nothing, Link pushed himself off his woolen covers and untangled himself from the cloak he was previously occupying. Feeling a tad unkempt, he decided to wash his clothing. Link removed his clothing, placing the bronze chain mail over his chair, and clothed himself in the red tunic from his dresser.
The washboard leaning expectantly against the stone wall was snatched from its resting position as Link started putting it to use synonymous with the tub of water extracted from the washing basin. Link scrubbed thoroughly, washing the dirt off the back of his tunic. After awhile he had trouble with the hat's stains, but eventually, the imprint of dirt was defeated. While reflecting upon past events, the hero was glad he did not have to worry about grass stains. Calming the flames of his hearth with a small pan of water, Link hung his clothes to dry over the fireplace.
After meandering through the hallways in his newly washed garbs, Link finally arrived at the door of his newfound Zola acquaintance holding a Hylian Guard cloak and baggy linen shorts on top of a white shirt. He knocked on the door, which was in the region of the castle where the doors were made of low quality wood. The thud of Link's knuckles was followed by a rustling movement from the other side of the hinged barrier. The door opened to allow the fragment of a gleaming eye to be seen behind an artificial purple-haired visage made of carved wood. The face backed away and a faint voice greeted Link. "Thank you for the clothes. Please, come in before someone sees."
Link picked out his Keaton mask for his latest disguise, wearing the cloak he had arrived in Hyrule with. With his companion following suit, the guards were developing curiosity. At the exit gate, a guard stopped them. "Greetings, Link... Who is your friend?" Link explained that his friend had a throat illness and couldn't speak very well, but was trustworthy. "Oh yeah? Tell me, stranger, where are you two headed, if I may ask?" The Zola cleared his throat nervously and spoke as fluently as he could.
"We're going to the milk bar." The voice was raspy and dry, almost scary. The guard raised an eyebrow.
"The milk bar?" The Zola seemed to jump slightly.
"I'm sorry, I mean the milk café. I might be running a fever, I haven't been talking right lately." It was Link's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Alright. Both of you have a good one." The guard nodded and signaled the gate to open.
At the milk café, Link and the Zola drank their milk under their masks quietly. The crowd that day was jubilant and noisy. The Zola nudged Link in the ribs. "Same as always, right? The people who come to get milk get a bit carried away, correct?" Link laughed nervously and took a sip of his milk. Why was he being so friendly? Link stated that he knows the owner of the girl who advertises and sells the milk. He pointed at a framed painting of her on the café wall. The Zola in the Kafei mask almost spat up his milk. Wiping the inside of his mask, he spoke awkwardly, "Ah, Malon, correct? She's very pretty." He broke into a coughing fit and Link started pounding on his back. "Kh-echhh... Thanks, Link. You know, I think it's time for us to leave, or at least, me. I have to sort my thoughts."
The Zola pushed his chair away from the table, leaving a few Rupees as a tip for the waitress. Link sat alone, staring at the glimmering Rupees on the desolate wooden table, wondering whether or not the Zola would be able to get past the guards.
Link downed the rest of his drink and ordered another.
~Chapter End~
After safely depositing Epona in the nearest royal stable, the Hero of Time and Termina alike journeyed to his quarters, surrounded by the mineral walls of the castle of the great Royal Family of Hyrule. The stones in the wall were nostalgic and triggered past phantasms of long-lost ventures. Each brick was a face with pits and edges; a crude caricature of people he once knew. Their movements past him were a rough blur; an error in his judgment of what was forward. The torches hanging in their iron prisons winked at the shaded figure wearing a thin cloak, a green hat, and a musing expression wandering down their hallway's throat with purpose. At last the wooden door, smooth in its frame, greeted Link with something close to anticipation.
Link turned the doorknob and pushed inward. The hinges giggled a faint squeak and the door sighed as its guest pressed it back into its frame, making a thud that expressed welcome. Steel and flint sprayed sparks at the fireplace in the hands of the hero as he brought the fire to life. Taking off his cloak, Link attacked his bed, beating it with his form until comfort was achieved. Fuzziness was still in his head, clouding his thoughts and warming his disposition. Wearing his cloak like a blanket, the man dressed in green found sleep, gazing into its very sky.
The sun shone with a brilliance unmatched by anything else. Its rays were intense and beautiful, gracing the land and its hills, caressing the towering trees, embracing the purple mountains, and skipping across the glinting lakes and rivers. Far away, the shy ocean rolled onto the shore, where it retreated just as quickly. Life was just peeking its head out of the soil, opening its eyes and looking to the heavens, where the noble and brilliant orb surveyed it all.
On top of the most peaceful hill, surrounded by budding flowers and eager grass, perched a beam of light, coming from the azure skies themselves. The beam illuminated everything in a split second, at the end of which it dissipated, revealing a shining golden monument, more beautiful and fearsome than the land it chose to rest in. A power radiated from it, wise and courageous, almost omnipotent. The artifact was mysterious and calming in harmony. It was the gravity in this realm, the thing that the very clouds circled about.
Time persevered in this paradise, the sky aged and spied itself in the sluggish waters of the once swift rivers, also engulfed by the laws of progression. The trees grew, matured, reproduced, and eventually fell. Their children took the charity of their ancestor's gift of life and breathed it into the air. The mountains were carved by the river's offspring. The smell of sweet fruit drifted through the sacred land, where the golden guardian sat and observed.
The clouds became heavy with the protests of the bodies of water, which had been sunbathing for untold ages. The trees rocked back and forth in the wind with excitement. The behemoth mountains braced themselves. The land equipped a dark and gloomy face. The gray clouds descended deeper into a much darker shade until the flowers themselves feared they would burst. The angular keeper of the realm did not sway in the fierce gusts of the storm. The gargantuan blankets ominously hovered over the land, making no move for what seemed like an eternity.
The entire landscape of this paradise was now gloomy and dark. No playful drops gracing the waves of grass or the thirsty trees. The only thing unphased was the centerpiece of this universe; the golden triangles that occupied the once tranquil terrain. Atop the resilient figure cut a beam of light, through the skies that had lost their soft blue. From the clouds opened a ring of golden light, from which a dark pulsing hand reached longingly towards the sacred triangles, closing its fingers around them. The metallic artifacts shone with much force, turning the nocturne storm into day. The realm was bathed in the light, shadows nonexistent. The light continued for a long while until finally, the light stopped. The dark arm disappeared without kidnapping the realm's guardian from its position. The clouds unleashed a torrent upon the realm and order was restored.
Link awoke to catch himself in the act of drooling on his pillow. Wiping his mouth absentmindedly, he stretched and yawned. The hero went limp at the end of his stretch and thought about his dream, which was now a hazy phantasm. Convincing himself it was nothing, Link pushed himself off his woolen covers and untangled himself from the cloak he was previously occupying. Feeling a tad unkempt, he decided to wash his clothing. Link removed his clothing, placing the bronze chain mail over his chair, and clothed himself in the red tunic from his dresser.
The washboard leaning expectantly against the stone wall was snatched from its resting position as Link started putting it to use synonymous with the tub of water extracted from the washing basin. Link scrubbed thoroughly, washing the dirt off the back of his tunic. After awhile he had trouble with the hat's stains, but eventually, the imprint of dirt was defeated. While reflecting upon past events, the hero was glad he did not have to worry about grass stains. Calming the flames of his hearth with a small pan of water, Link hung his clothes to dry over the fireplace.
~ ~ ~
After meandering through the hallways in his newly washed garbs, Link finally arrived at the door of his newfound Zola acquaintance holding a Hylian Guard cloak and baggy linen shorts on top of a white shirt. He knocked on the door, which was in the region of the castle where the doors were made of low quality wood. The thud of Link's knuckles was followed by a rustling movement from the other side of the hinged barrier. The door opened to allow the fragment of a gleaming eye to be seen behind an artificial purple-haired visage made of carved wood. The face backed away and a faint voice greeted Link. "Thank you for the clothes. Please, come in before someone sees."
~ ~ ~
Link picked out his Keaton mask for his latest disguise, wearing the cloak he had arrived in Hyrule with. With his companion following suit, the guards were developing curiosity. At the exit gate, a guard stopped them. "Greetings, Link... Who is your friend?" Link explained that his friend had a throat illness and couldn't speak very well, but was trustworthy. "Oh yeah? Tell me, stranger, where are you two headed, if I may ask?" The Zola cleared his throat nervously and spoke as fluently as he could.
"We're going to the milk bar." The voice was raspy and dry, almost scary. The guard raised an eyebrow.
"The milk bar?" The Zola seemed to jump slightly.
"I'm sorry, I mean the milk café. I might be running a fever, I haven't been talking right lately." It was Link's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Alright. Both of you have a good one." The guard nodded and signaled the gate to open.
At the milk café, Link and the Zola drank their milk under their masks quietly. The crowd that day was jubilant and noisy. The Zola nudged Link in the ribs. "Same as always, right? The people who come to get milk get a bit carried away, correct?" Link laughed nervously and took a sip of his milk. Why was he being so friendly? Link stated that he knows the owner of the girl who advertises and sells the milk. He pointed at a framed painting of her on the café wall. The Zola in the Kafei mask almost spat up his milk. Wiping the inside of his mask, he spoke awkwardly, "Ah, Malon, correct? She's very pretty." He broke into a coughing fit and Link started pounding on his back. "Kh-echhh... Thanks, Link. You know, I think it's time for us to leave, or at least, me. I have to sort my thoughts."
The Zola pushed his chair away from the table, leaving a few Rupees as a tip for the waitress. Link sat alone, staring at the glimmering Rupees on the desolate wooden table, wondering whether or not the Zola would be able to get past the guards.
Link downed the rest of his drink and ordered another.
~Chapter End~
Collected my belongings and I left the jail,
well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile.
#43
Ganondorf333
- Your fellow Cannonballist Marye
-
Posted 15 July 2008 - 11:54 AM
Ah. I see. Slowly decapitating the mysteriousness of your Zola I am, Saha. It slowly makes more and more sense.
I once had a pet named Froo-Froo. One day, Froo-Froo
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
#44
Sahaqiel
- Angel of the Skies.
-
Posted 17 July 2008 - 02:15 AM
Chapter 11: Hyrule's Milk Merchant
The sun greeted Link through his mask's eyeholes as the morning shook him from his slumber. Scratching his ears, the lad yawned and sat up. Where was he?
Link stayed at the milk café and took in unprecedented amounts of milk, not letting the obstruction of his Keaton Mask bother him. The beverage lifted his spirits after just one drink. He'd completely forgotten about his Zola companion and went into a deep drinking session. The woman at the counter spectated Link's efforts with something close to admiration, he thought. Or was it because he was out of it? She commented on the crusade against her dairy stores; "For a guy in a children's character mask, you're a pretty heavy milk drinker... Where are you from?" Link quickly explained to her that Keatons were real and that they jumped out of bushes when you cut them all down before they hopped away from you and burrowed underground. He further explained that the Keaton would only appear to you if you were wearing the same mask as he was and that the Keatons were crafty. He described how the Keatons would not be fooled by your tricks, but admired your steel, allowing you to take their quiz for Rupees. Concluding, Link told the woman that they also only appeared in the insane magical land where there was a duplicate of everyone, including her. The woman observed this story with an amused expression. Link was staring into his milk glass through the slits in his Keaton mask, totally keeping a straight face, it seemed to her. People who had been listening to Link's story through eavesdropping were all glancing at him, not speaking. The woman smiled at Link, surveyed the quiet café, and pointed towards the exit. "Thank you for your business."
In a stupor, tipsy beyond reason, Link stumbled to and fro through Castle Town's dark alleys. Eventually, he saw a vacant milk wagon. Fumbling over himself, Link managed to climb on top of its canvas where he fell unconscious.
Link's expression under his mask was pure agitation. When was LonLon milk ever so strong? His head ached. Link sat up on the milk wagon and stretched, making a plethora of stretching noises. When this battle against stiffness was won, he opened his eyes and ears. He wasn't very far from the milk café. He remembered that this is where a Bombchu shop was. The cobblestone street was calming during the morning. Each stone was rough in this mosaic of Hyrule's bones. The shadows admired the artwork of the road as Link felt peace in the quiet of the man-made scenery. The voices of people in the market buying bread and other wares filtered past his cloak's hood. It was calming Link's headache from his drinking tirade the previous night.
This would have been the perfect time for Link to lay back on the wagon's canvas and just go back to sleep, but a loud sound penetrated the peace like a a pin to a ChuChu. The erratic noise wouldn't leave Link's hearing; it bounced around in his ear, echoing in his own head. The headache burst through the hero's defenses and he held his forehead with both hands until the second wave of the audio assault reached his valuable sound detecting organs. Holding his forehead and ears awkwardly with his hands and his elbows, Link whimpered, trying to beg the beast that made the noise to cease its fire. He squirmed on top of the wagon, trying to mentally escape from the barrage of the hideous noise, until the canvas finally broke, and the boy clad in green fell onto Talon, ending the snoring that was magnified so horribly by the latest night's worth of drinking.
The behemoth form underneath him snorted, jerking awake, causing Link to be tossed a foot in the air. "What in tarnation!?" Link panicked, and took advantage of the boost into the air to climb through the hole he'd made. Jumping off the wagon, Link managed to escape, leaving a very confused man scratching his balding head. When Link was a safe distance away, he slowed down to catch his breath. This must mean Malon is in town! This is a good opportunity to return her cloak. He walked towards the path to Hyrule Castle, and he saw Malon sitting at the fountain in the square, looking into the playful water. Knowing Malon and Talon, Link knew that they would be staying a few days in the town before they make their regular stop to Kakariko, where they set up a small dairy establishment before Link left for Termina. In his disguise, he walked right past Malon, who was too preoccupied with the water to notice him anyway.
Link returned to the town square. In the time it took him to go back to his quarters within the castle to grab his cloak and run back, the square filled with much more people. There was a stand which was apparently selling something very interesting, as everyone had clustered around it. Though Link did recall that the stand apparently had something interesting to sell every day.
Malon was still sitting at the fountain which was bubbling and splashing. She was wearing her usual white and purple dress. Normally, children played around the fountain, but since the weather was so cold lately, they decided against it. Malon's red hair was wet and shiny from the spray of the fountain, and her clothes also very damp. She was obviously preoccupied with many things on her mind. Link kept his eyes above her head, blushing behind his mask slightly. Making his way towards her, he reached out a hand, touching her shoulder. Malon started and tore her gaze from the shimmering fountain. She looked up at the masked figure in the cloak with her wide blue eyes, mouth agape questioningly. From under his own cloak, Link pulled out her thick woolen cloak, which was folded neatly inside his own.
Malon's questioning gape had become a wide smile. She laughed and stood up, hugging Link. The man who was locked the the embrace was trying very hard not to drop the wool cloak as his arms and hands avoided Malon's general area, which was very damp at the moment. Malon was squeezing very hard, as Link started having difficulty breathing, making strained choking noises behind the wooden concealment of his mask. Malon let go and put both her hands on his shoulders, smiling widely. "Well, Link, you're finally back in Hyrule Castle town! Have you been having fun lately? Did you visit the café? How was our milk? I hope preserving it didn't lessen the quality any, did it?" Malon had long shed the dramatic worried expression from the fountain and the last time he saw her at the ranch. Link told her the milk was fine, except it made him extremely dull witted in excess amounts. "Yeah, it's crazy, isn't it? At first, we were having trouble maintaining the café! The Rupee inflation is starting to agitate Hyrule's economy and everything, but then this strange cow wandered into our ranch right after you left it! It produced this intoxicating milk, which we sold in our café! Business skyrocketed!" She smiled wider. Link found it odd how Malon could smile without opening their mouth that far and not rend her lips in half.
Malon put her arm around Link's neck and she guided him around like he was her regular buddy, walking him around the square. "I don't need the cloak back or payment for it; we have enough Rupees as it is. In fact, late last night, we got over 400 Rupees off one person! Unbelievable, right? Who in their right mind would drink that much?" Link shifted and coughed. "I mean, sure, Calcium is great and all, but the guy drank it all like it was the last time he'd ever see milk again! It might as well have been. I don't think our waitress would allow the guy in, no matter how good for business he is..." She was still wearing her proud smile. Link cleared his throat a couple times. "I mean, we care about our customers, right? We won't allow someone to be that self-destructive! The nerve of that man!" Malon just wouldn't get off the topic, would she? Link was starting to get uncomfortable, too, hunched over to accommodate Malon's height, her arm still around his neck. "So Link, enough of the town drunk, where are you headed to today? I know that you'd visit me if you didn't have anything important to do." She winked at him, still smiling her radiant smile.
Link stood upright again, which made Malon let go of his neck. She grabbed hold of his arm instead. As they walked, she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Well?", she inquired further. Link was starting to get a bit flushed at the situation. He told her he had to go to Gerudo Valley to find a Zola's twin. Her expression was that of surprise now. "A Zola? Aren't they dangerous?" Link told her that the Zola had somehow gained possession of Epona, and returned her in good health, so he was in debt to the fishlike monster, who was apparently not a bad guy. "Ooh, you got Epona back!? Let me see her, let me see her!" Malon tugged at Link's arm eagerly. When did she get so hyper?
Link directed Malon towards Hyrule Castle. They stopped at the gate, where the guard looked from Malon clinging to Link's arm, to Link himself, who said nothing. The guard smiled, "Who is this lovely lady, Link? Well, if it isn't Malon! Business is going good, I trust?" Malon simply smiled in return, clinging onto Link's arm slightly harder. The guard laughed and opened the gate. "Have fun, you two." Link punched the guard in the arm hard, and the two walked the path and entered Hyrule Castle, leaving the guard with a very sore arm.
At the stables, Epona was concealed by the other horses. Malon grinned, holding Link back from retrieving her beloved horse. Malon then closed her eyes, cleared her throat, and sang Epona's song, swaying back and forth in tempo, hands clasped in front of her, her lungs filling the stables with her wondrous voice. All the horses seemed to fidget much less, but the horse known as Epona was ecstatic. Breaking down the door that restricted her to the stable, Epona triumphantly trotted towards Malon, who stroked Epona's jaw. Epona sniffed Malon's neck, which caused her to giggle. A raspy voice broke the moment. "You know, it's a bit easier to just unbolt the door and ask her to come out?" The Zola Link had a deal with entered the room stealthily, still wearing his own cloak and his Kafei mask. Link raised an arm in greeting. Malon turned to Link, "Boy, why is it everyone associated with you plus yourself always wear a cloak and mask?" Epona's head moved to get a better glimpse of the Zola, and the masked creature saw Malon. If Zolas had sweat glands, this is the time the Zola felt the need to sweat. Malon spoke again, "Do you know this man?" Link nodded and explained that he was the Zola who returned Epona.
The Zola kept quiet at the end of the stable, hunched slightly. Malon frowned, raising her eyebrow. "Oy! You!" He straightened immediately. "Thank you for returning Epona to Link, here. It was very kind of... Is something wrong?" The cloaked figure shook its head back and forth very quickly, speaking silently. "Nothing, nothing... It's just a bit... Weird..." Malon wore a confused expression; "What's weird? If anything's weird, it's you, but really, thank you." Malon walked toward the Zola. When she got close enough, she extended a hand to him. The Zola jumped back, shielding his head with his own scaly arms. When he noticed he was in no immediate danger, he looked up to find a very confused young lady trying to shake his hand. Straightening himself, the Zola put his fist to the mask's mouth, cleared his throat, and offered his hand to her, which she shook with a skeptical expression. The handshake was very odd to Malon. For a scaly monster, his hand was soft and warm. The Zola just continued to shake her hand nervously. The handshake lasted for a very long while, obviously longer than most handshakes last.
Eventually the Zola saw the agitated expression on Malon's face and he let go. Malon stood examining her opponent with suspicious and skeptical eyes. The Zola stood stock still for a moment, then turned on his heel and ran, disappearing from sight.
"Well," Malon said, "I suppose he was a nice fellow. His mask was kinda' cute."
~Chapter End~
The sun greeted Link through his mask's eyeholes as the morning shook him from his slumber. Scratching his ears, the lad yawned and sat up. Where was he?
Link stayed at the milk café and took in unprecedented amounts of milk, not letting the obstruction of his Keaton Mask bother him. The beverage lifted his spirits after just one drink. He'd completely forgotten about his Zola companion and went into a deep drinking session. The woman at the counter spectated Link's efforts with something close to admiration, he thought. Or was it because he was out of it? She commented on the crusade against her dairy stores; "For a guy in a children's character mask, you're a pretty heavy milk drinker... Where are you from?" Link quickly explained to her that Keatons were real and that they jumped out of bushes when you cut them all down before they hopped away from you and burrowed underground. He further explained that the Keaton would only appear to you if you were wearing the same mask as he was and that the Keatons were crafty. He described how the Keatons would not be fooled by your tricks, but admired your steel, allowing you to take their quiz for Rupees. Concluding, Link told the woman that they also only appeared in the insane magical land where there was a duplicate of everyone, including her. The woman observed this story with an amused expression. Link was staring into his milk glass through the slits in his Keaton mask, totally keeping a straight face, it seemed to her. People who had been listening to Link's story through eavesdropping were all glancing at him, not speaking. The woman smiled at Link, surveyed the quiet café, and pointed towards the exit. "Thank you for your business."
In a stupor, tipsy beyond reason, Link stumbled to and fro through Castle Town's dark alleys. Eventually, he saw a vacant milk wagon. Fumbling over himself, Link managed to climb on top of its canvas where he fell unconscious.
Link's expression under his mask was pure agitation. When was LonLon milk ever so strong? His head ached. Link sat up on the milk wagon and stretched, making a plethora of stretching noises. When this battle against stiffness was won, he opened his eyes and ears. He wasn't very far from the milk café. He remembered that this is where a Bombchu shop was. The cobblestone street was calming during the morning. Each stone was rough in this mosaic of Hyrule's bones. The shadows admired the artwork of the road as Link felt peace in the quiet of the man-made scenery. The voices of people in the market buying bread and other wares filtered past his cloak's hood. It was calming Link's headache from his drinking tirade the previous night.
This would have been the perfect time for Link to lay back on the wagon's canvas and just go back to sleep, but a loud sound penetrated the peace like a a pin to a ChuChu. The erratic noise wouldn't leave Link's hearing; it bounced around in his ear, echoing in his own head. The headache burst through the hero's defenses and he held his forehead with both hands until the second wave of the audio assault reached his valuable sound detecting organs. Holding his forehead and ears awkwardly with his hands and his elbows, Link whimpered, trying to beg the beast that made the noise to cease its fire. He squirmed on top of the wagon, trying to mentally escape from the barrage of the hideous noise, until the canvas finally broke, and the boy clad in green fell onto Talon, ending the snoring that was magnified so horribly by the latest night's worth of drinking.
The behemoth form underneath him snorted, jerking awake, causing Link to be tossed a foot in the air. "What in tarnation!?" Link panicked, and took advantage of the boost into the air to climb through the hole he'd made. Jumping off the wagon, Link managed to escape, leaving a very confused man scratching his balding head. When Link was a safe distance away, he slowed down to catch his breath. This must mean Malon is in town! This is a good opportunity to return her cloak. He walked towards the path to Hyrule Castle, and he saw Malon sitting at the fountain in the square, looking into the playful water. Knowing Malon and Talon, Link knew that they would be staying a few days in the town before they make their regular stop to Kakariko, where they set up a small dairy establishment before Link left for Termina. In his disguise, he walked right past Malon, who was too preoccupied with the water to notice him anyway.
~ ~ ~
Link returned to the town square. In the time it took him to go back to his quarters within the castle to grab his cloak and run back, the square filled with much more people. There was a stand which was apparently selling something very interesting, as everyone had clustered around it. Though Link did recall that the stand apparently had something interesting to sell every day.
Malon was still sitting at the fountain which was bubbling and splashing. She was wearing her usual white and purple dress. Normally, children played around the fountain, but since the weather was so cold lately, they decided against it. Malon's red hair was wet and shiny from the spray of the fountain, and her clothes also very damp. She was obviously preoccupied with many things on her mind. Link kept his eyes above her head, blushing behind his mask slightly. Making his way towards her, he reached out a hand, touching her shoulder. Malon started and tore her gaze from the shimmering fountain. She looked up at the masked figure in the cloak with her wide blue eyes, mouth agape questioningly. From under his own cloak, Link pulled out her thick woolen cloak, which was folded neatly inside his own.
Malon's questioning gape had become a wide smile. She laughed and stood up, hugging Link. The man who was locked the the embrace was trying very hard not to drop the wool cloak as his arms and hands avoided Malon's general area, which was very damp at the moment. Malon was squeezing very hard, as Link started having difficulty breathing, making strained choking noises behind the wooden concealment of his mask. Malon let go and put both her hands on his shoulders, smiling widely. "Well, Link, you're finally back in Hyrule Castle town! Have you been having fun lately? Did you visit the café? How was our milk? I hope preserving it didn't lessen the quality any, did it?" Malon had long shed the dramatic worried expression from the fountain and the last time he saw her at the ranch. Link told her the milk was fine, except it made him extremely dull witted in excess amounts. "Yeah, it's crazy, isn't it? At first, we were having trouble maintaining the café! The Rupee inflation is starting to agitate Hyrule's economy and everything, but then this strange cow wandered into our ranch right after you left it! It produced this intoxicating milk, which we sold in our café! Business skyrocketed!" She smiled wider. Link found it odd how Malon could smile without opening their mouth that far and not rend her lips in half.
Malon put her arm around Link's neck and she guided him around like he was her regular buddy, walking him around the square. "I don't need the cloak back or payment for it; we have enough Rupees as it is. In fact, late last night, we got over 400 Rupees off one person! Unbelievable, right? Who in their right mind would drink that much?" Link shifted and coughed. "I mean, sure, Calcium is great and all, but the guy drank it all like it was the last time he'd ever see milk again! It might as well have been. I don't think our waitress would allow the guy in, no matter how good for business he is..." She was still wearing her proud smile. Link cleared his throat a couple times. "I mean, we care about our customers, right? We won't allow someone to be that self-destructive! The nerve of that man!" Malon just wouldn't get off the topic, would she? Link was starting to get uncomfortable, too, hunched over to accommodate Malon's height, her arm still around his neck. "So Link, enough of the town drunk, where are you headed to today? I know that you'd visit me if you didn't have anything important to do." She winked at him, still smiling her radiant smile.
Link stood upright again, which made Malon let go of his neck. She grabbed hold of his arm instead. As they walked, she leaned her head against his shoulder. "Well?", she inquired further. Link was starting to get a bit flushed at the situation. He told her he had to go to Gerudo Valley to find a Zola's twin. Her expression was that of surprise now. "A Zola? Aren't they dangerous?" Link told her that the Zola had somehow gained possession of Epona, and returned her in good health, so he was in debt to the fishlike monster, who was apparently not a bad guy. "Ooh, you got Epona back!? Let me see her, let me see her!" Malon tugged at Link's arm eagerly. When did she get so hyper?
Link directed Malon towards Hyrule Castle. They stopped at the gate, where the guard looked from Malon clinging to Link's arm, to Link himself, who said nothing. The guard smiled, "Who is this lovely lady, Link? Well, if it isn't Malon! Business is going good, I trust?" Malon simply smiled in return, clinging onto Link's arm slightly harder. The guard laughed and opened the gate. "Have fun, you two." Link punched the guard in the arm hard, and the two walked the path and entered Hyrule Castle, leaving the guard with a very sore arm.
At the stables, Epona was concealed by the other horses. Malon grinned, holding Link back from retrieving her beloved horse. Malon then closed her eyes, cleared her throat, and sang Epona's song, swaying back and forth in tempo, hands clasped in front of her, her lungs filling the stables with her wondrous voice. All the horses seemed to fidget much less, but the horse known as Epona was ecstatic. Breaking down the door that restricted her to the stable, Epona triumphantly trotted towards Malon, who stroked Epona's jaw. Epona sniffed Malon's neck, which caused her to giggle. A raspy voice broke the moment. "You know, it's a bit easier to just unbolt the door and ask her to come out?" The Zola Link had a deal with entered the room stealthily, still wearing his own cloak and his Kafei mask. Link raised an arm in greeting. Malon turned to Link, "Boy, why is it everyone associated with you plus yourself always wear a cloak and mask?" Epona's head moved to get a better glimpse of the Zola, and the masked creature saw Malon. If Zolas had sweat glands, this is the time the Zola felt the need to sweat. Malon spoke again, "Do you know this man?" Link nodded and explained that he was the Zola who returned Epona.
The Zola kept quiet at the end of the stable, hunched slightly. Malon frowned, raising her eyebrow. "Oy! You!" He straightened immediately. "Thank you for returning Epona to Link, here. It was very kind of... Is something wrong?" The cloaked figure shook its head back and forth very quickly, speaking silently. "Nothing, nothing... It's just a bit... Weird..." Malon wore a confused expression; "What's weird? If anything's weird, it's you, but really, thank you." Malon walked toward the Zola. When she got close enough, she extended a hand to him. The Zola jumped back, shielding his head with his own scaly arms. When he noticed he was in no immediate danger, he looked up to find a very confused young lady trying to shake his hand. Straightening himself, the Zola put his fist to the mask's mouth, cleared his throat, and offered his hand to her, which she shook with a skeptical expression. The handshake was very odd to Malon. For a scaly monster, his hand was soft and warm. The Zola just continued to shake her hand nervously. The handshake lasted for a very long while, obviously longer than most handshakes last.
Eventually the Zola saw the agitated expression on Malon's face and he let go. Malon stood examining her opponent with suspicious and skeptical eyes. The Zola stood stock still for a moment, then turned on his heel and ran, disappearing from sight.
"Well," Malon said, "I suppose he was a nice fellow. His mask was kinda' cute."
~Chapter End~
Collected my belongings and I left the jail,
well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile.
#45
Sahaqiel
- Angel of the Skies.
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Posted 17 July 2008 - 05:33 PM
Chapter 12: The Dread-Bird
At first, there was no feeling, just the blackness enveloping everything. There was no texture to this curtain of darkness. It was black. It was everything. Progressively, though, the blackness developed brightly colored lines and colorful explosions. They eventually calmed and became a large red circular glow. The circular glow was just that; a circle. It wasn't very interesting. But then, a bit of blue mixed into it. Pits started forming in the hazy circle. It was pretty to look at. But it was missing something... Just as the circle started to develop green, a voice was heard, as if from far away... It faded in and out. At first, it was incomprehensible. It became steadily clearer in this odd realm. "Link... Link..." The sphere was now an odd jumble of things, accompanied by this voice. "LINK!"
The hero, was pulled into consciousness, at which time his senses kicked in. His sense of sight told him that his eyes were facing the sun, and that he'd been sleeping with his eyes partially open. It also told him the sky was a very pretty shade of blue. His sight and touch confirmed he was sleeping with his arm partially concealing his eyes, where his green tunic was showing. His sense of smell told him he was directly on top of the familiar vehicle of LonLon Ranch, the milk wagon. Being a little agitated that his sense of taste was being left out, (He could have really gone for some fruit at that moment) his sense of hearing was bombarded for the third time that week. First Morpha's incredibly awful screeching, then the amplified snoring, now, "WAKE UP! Your arm is showing! Someone will see! Get down!" Link fumbled around until he was up and alert. He looked to his right, where a large patchwork was holding together the canvas of the milk wagon. Hopping down, Link concealed the rest of himself in his cloak, stumbling slightly on its folds.
Malon and Link had caught up on old times elsewhere the previous night, this time, bringing Epona along. They eventually crashed on the milk wagon, Link sleeping "top bunk". Malon had sent her father to Hyrule Castle with the latest shipment of milk, which she knew would cause him to take a longer-than-necessary nap, which would give Malon and Link enough time to sleep properly without his accursed snoring.
Epona was tethered next to the wagon, Malon just beside her. Link was sitting on the pavement, rubbing his eyes from under his Keaton Mask, which he had unfortunately slightly drooled on. Link turned towards a building to wipe off some of the drool inside the now damp mask with his cloak. Lights were still dancing in his eyes from sleeping while looking at the sun. Malon observed with slight irritation. "So, Link, where to?"
"Hoo! That will be decided very soon, I suspect."
"Indeed it shall! Thank you for agreeing with me mister..." Malon froze in a confused face, still trying to process where the voice was coming for and why.
Malon was able to conceive that the voice came from above her, and that she had never heard it before. She also heard very odd noises, accompanied by downward gusts of wind. Looking up, her hair flying annoyingly over her eyes, she made out the outline of a gargantuan bird, slowing down from a dive. Malon quickly moved her hair out of the way in time to see Link hold up his mask in satisfaction, and the giant fowl perch on her beloved milk wagon. It was a very large bird. The wagon almost fell over from the force of the landing. The bird stood on one foot, the other clutching the milk wagon, all the while flapping his wings, trying to gain balance. Feathers went everywhere, and the commotion had caused even the oblivious Link to turn around. Link jumped back with his arm in front as if to shield his eyes from the mundane horror that stood before him. Settling down on the wagon, trying to smooth his feathers from the recent ruffling, was Kaepora Gaebora.
Malon wasn't as phased as Link, though, and looked at him oddly. "Who is this, Link?" Kaepora puffed with pride. "I am a great guardian owl who has much wisdom to offer youths such as yourself, only I am very selective of who I share my knowledge with." Malon nodded.
"Furthermore, being one of the scarce talking fowl in this kingdom, I am completely able to communicate what I have seen in my travels. A bird's eye view is the best view, in my opinion." Malon nodded again.
"I have come to explain something to Link, here, who, as you know, is the Hero of Time. He's been called to duty once more, however, after he stumbled into this land. I observed this scene from above, hoo-hoot, but I could not aid him in his time of need because I myself had to take cover from the awful blizzard." Malon nodded a third time, but this time, sat on the pavement cross-legged. Link did the same next to her, only with his head down in disbelief and shock.
"I decided to look for him, hoot, as sometimes he isn't up-to-date with all the information I have for him. It is a very tough job to scout for him, hoot, because I have to stay in the air for very long periods of time. My wings get sore, you see?" Malon nodded again, only her expression seemed to have gotten a bit glazed. Link was sitting beside her shaking his head, masked face in his hands.
"So that brings me here, to your marvelous Castle Town. I was beginning to think he had made it, and with my excellent vision, I spotted him snoozing on your milk wagon, hoot. And that brought me to land on the very milk wagon he was situated on, unsettling your hair, which is very pretty, I must say-- I could spot it from a mile away." Malon nodded, only she didn't seem to be paying much attention.
"So you understand. Or maybe you didn't catch it all. Would you like me to explain again, hoot?" Malon had completely lost it. She was half-asleep on Link's shoulder. Link was startled by the familiar question. He turned his head slowly towards Malon, at which time she unknowingly, in a daze, sentenced Link to another lecture.
Kaepora Gaebora was beginning to unleash his almighty vocal chords that could bore the Gods, when Link interjected with a frightened yell. He implored that he see that his audience had gone to sleep. "Hoo-hoot! You should really go to bed more early, child. It is not healthy to stay up late, hoot. What was she doing staying up late, Link?" Kaepora eyed Link suspiciously. Link shook his head quickly and waved his hands, telling him that she didn't go to bed late. "Well, she must have been tired and you didn't notice it. Anyway, Link, I have things to tell you. The Gerudo Desert has been very strange lately. The thieves have been inactive and they seem to be plotting something. Just yesterday I saw them with a strange creature who was very unfit for desert life. It was a Zola, only he was in shackles. I didn't hear him say anything, but I could tell he was experiencing a lot of harsh treatment from the thieves." Link nodded.
"I would like you to go there very soon. In fact, it would be best that you leave now. I fear for the Zola's life. It didn't seem hostile at all. It is also abnormally chilly in Gerudo Valley. It's much colder than all the other areas I've visited lately." Link nodded.
"It is important that you go there without being detected. They've really upped security around there. I once saw them throw a hostile into the river leading to Lake Hylia." Link nodded, but learning from past mistakes, stood alert in case he was going to ask him if he wanted to explain again.
"Time is running short, Link. I suggest you stock up on whatever you can and get going. I have already notified Princess Zelda that you will be leaving soon. She's been very busy, trying to fix Rupee inflation and other issues. You will be leaving soon, hoot?" Link nodded. He'd wondered where Zelda has been.
"Good. Would you like me to explain again? You children always miss parts of what I'm saying." For the first time in ages, Link finally managed to say no when the question was thrust onto him. "Hoo-hoot! Excellent. Well, hero, farewell!" Kaepora Gaebora stretched his gigantic wings and took off, making the wagon rattle slightly.
Malon was still asleep on Link's shoulder. He nudged her gently. She woke up with a yawn and a stretch, hair slightly out of place from Link's shoulder. "Hmm... That was a good nap. Although I had this awful dream where an owl came down and nearly bored me to death..." Link laughed and stood up. He told her that he'd be leaving for Gerudo Valley as soon as possible. "Ooh, okay. Thanks for taking me around town, Link. I had a really great time!" Link smiled awkwardly under his mask, as he'd technically been dragged around town by her. "Oh, wait, Link, before you go, give me your empty bottles; I'll fill them for you." Link paused and asked if they'd make him mentally dull witted like the other milk. "No, no, this milk is courtesy of the cows born and raised on LonLon Ranch!" Walking to the back of the wagon, she filled his bottles by pouring milk from the bottles in the wagon into his own. "It'll rejuvenate you, but it has no hint of strength in it. Good luck, Link!" She hugged Link quickly and ran off into the alley.
~Chapter End~
At first, there was no feeling, just the blackness enveloping everything. There was no texture to this curtain of darkness. It was black. It was everything. Progressively, though, the blackness developed brightly colored lines and colorful explosions. They eventually calmed and became a large red circular glow. The circular glow was just that; a circle. It wasn't very interesting. But then, a bit of blue mixed into it. Pits started forming in the hazy circle. It was pretty to look at. But it was missing something... Just as the circle started to develop green, a voice was heard, as if from far away... It faded in and out. At first, it was incomprehensible. It became steadily clearer in this odd realm. "Link... Link..." The sphere was now an odd jumble of things, accompanied by this voice. "LINK!"
The hero, was pulled into consciousness, at which time his senses kicked in. His sense of sight told him that his eyes were facing the sun, and that he'd been sleeping with his eyes partially open. It also told him the sky was a very pretty shade of blue. His sight and touch confirmed he was sleeping with his arm partially concealing his eyes, where his green tunic was showing. His sense of smell told him he was directly on top of the familiar vehicle of LonLon Ranch, the milk wagon. Being a little agitated that his sense of taste was being left out, (He could have really gone for some fruit at that moment) his sense of hearing was bombarded for the third time that week. First Morpha's incredibly awful screeching, then the amplified snoring, now, "WAKE UP! Your arm is showing! Someone will see! Get down!" Link fumbled around until he was up and alert. He looked to his right, where a large patchwork was holding together the canvas of the milk wagon. Hopping down, Link concealed the rest of himself in his cloak, stumbling slightly on its folds.
Malon and Link had caught up on old times elsewhere the previous night, this time, bringing Epona along. They eventually crashed on the milk wagon, Link sleeping "top bunk". Malon had sent her father to Hyrule Castle with the latest shipment of milk, which she knew would cause him to take a longer-than-necessary nap, which would give Malon and Link enough time to sleep properly without his accursed snoring.
Epona was tethered next to the wagon, Malon just beside her. Link was sitting on the pavement, rubbing his eyes from under his Keaton Mask, which he had unfortunately slightly drooled on. Link turned towards a building to wipe off some of the drool inside the now damp mask with his cloak. Lights were still dancing in his eyes from sleeping while looking at the sun. Malon observed with slight irritation. "So, Link, where to?"
"Hoo! That will be decided very soon, I suspect."
"Indeed it shall! Thank you for agreeing with me mister..." Malon froze in a confused face, still trying to process where the voice was coming for and why.
Malon was able to conceive that the voice came from above her, and that she had never heard it before. She also heard very odd noises, accompanied by downward gusts of wind. Looking up, her hair flying annoyingly over her eyes, she made out the outline of a gargantuan bird, slowing down from a dive. Malon quickly moved her hair out of the way in time to see Link hold up his mask in satisfaction, and the giant fowl perch on her beloved milk wagon. It was a very large bird. The wagon almost fell over from the force of the landing. The bird stood on one foot, the other clutching the milk wagon, all the while flapping his wings, trying to gain balance. Feathers went everywhere, and the commotion had caused even the oblivious Link to turn around. Link jumped back with his arm in front as if to shield his eyes from the mundane horror that stood before him. Settling down on the wagon, trying to smooth his feathers from the recent ruffling, was Kaepora Gaebora.
Malon wasn't as phased as Link, though, and looked at him oddly. "Who is this, Link?" Kaepora puffed with pride. "I am a great guardian owl who has much wisdom to offer youths such as yourself, only I am very selective of who I share my knowledge with." Malon nodded.
"Furthermore, being one of the scarce talking fowl in this kingdom, I am completely able to communicate what I have seen in my travels. A bird's eye view is the best view, in my opinion." Malon nodded again.
"I have come to explain something to Link, here, who, as you know, is the Hero of Time. He's been called to duty once more, however, after he stumbled into this land. I observed this scene from above, hoo-hoot, but I could not aid him in his time of need because I myself had to take cover from the awful blizzard." Malon nodded a third time, but this time, sat on the pavement cross-legged. Link did the same next to her, only with his head down in disbelief and shock.
"I decided to look for him, hoot, as sometimes he isn't up-to-date with all the information I have for him. It is a very tough job to scout for him, hoot, because I have to stay in the air for very long periods of time. My wings get sore, you see?" Malon nodded again, only her expression seemed to have gotten a bit glazed. Link was sitting beside her shaking his head, masked face in his hands.
"So that brings me here, to your marvelous Castle Town. I was beginning to think he had made it, and with my excellent vision, I spotted him snoozing on your milk wagon, hoot. And that brought me to land on the very milk wagon he was situated on, unsettling your hair, which is very pretty, I must say-- I could spot it from a mile away." Malon nodded, only she didn't seem to be paying much attention.
"So you understand. Or maybe you didn't catch it all. Would you like me to explain again, hoot?" Malon had completely lost it. She was half-asleep on Link's shoulder. Link was startled by the familiar question. He turned his head slowly towards Malon, at which time she unknowingly, in a daze, sentenced Link to another lecture.
Kaepora Gaebora was beginning to unleash his almighty vocal chords that could bore the Gods, when Link interjected with a frightened yell. He implored that he see that his audience had gone to sleep. "Hoo-hoot! You should really go to bed more early, child. It is not healthy to stay up late, hoot. What was she doing staying up late, Link?" Kaepora eyed Link suspiciously. Link shook his head quickly and waved his hands, telling him that she didn't go to bed late. "Well, she must have been tired and you didn't notice it. Anyway, Link, I have things to tell you. The Gerudo Desert has been very strange lately. The thieves have been inactive and they seem to be plotting something. Just yesterday I saw them with a strange creature who was very unfit for desert life. It was a Zola, only he was in shackles. I didn't hear him say anything, but I could tell he was experiencing a lot of harsh treatment from the thieves." Link nodded.
"I would like you to go there very soon. In fact, it would be best that you leave now. I fear for the Zola's life. It didn't seem hostile at all. It is also abnormally chilly in Gerudo Valley. It's much colder than all the other areas I've visited lately." Link nodded.
"It is important that you go there without being detected. They've really upped security around there. I once saw them throw a hostile into the river leading to Lake Hylia." Link nodded, but learning from past mistakes, stood alert in case he was going to ask him if he wanted to explain again.
"Time is running short, Link. I suggest you stock up on whatever you can and get going. I have already notified Princess Zelda that you will be leaving soon. She's been very busy, trying to fix Rupee inflation and other issues. You will be leaving soon, hoot?" Link nodded. He'd wondered where Zelda has been.
"Good. Would you like me to explain again? You children always miss parts of what I'm saying." For the first time in ages, Link finally managed to say no when the question was thrust onto him. "Hoo-hoot! Excellent. Well, hero, farewell!" Kaepora Gaebora stretched his gigantic wings and took off, making the wagon rattle slightly.
Malon was still asleep on Link's shoulder. He nudged her gently. She woke up with a yawn and a stretch, hair slightly out of place from Link's shoulder. "Hmm... That was a good nap. Although I had this awful dream where an owl came down and nearly bored me to death..." Link laughed and stood up. He told her that he'd be leaving for Gerudo Valley as soon as possible. "Ooh, okay. Thanks for taking me around town, Link. I had a really great time!" Link smiled awkwardly under his mask, as he'd technically been dragged around town by her. "Oh, wait, Link, before you go, give me your empty bottles; I'll fill them for you." Link paused and asked if they'd make him mentally dull witted like the other milk. "No, no, this milk is courtesy of the cows born and raised on LonLon Ranch!" Walking to the back of the wagon, she filled his bottles by pouring milk from the bottles in the wagon into his own. "It'll rejuvenate you, but it has no hint of strength in it. Good luck, Link!" She hugged Link quickly and ran off into the alley.
~Chapter End~
Collected my belongings and I left the jail,
well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile.
#46
Ganondorf333
- Your fellow Cannonballist Marye
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Posted 17 July 2008 - 05:50 PM
"The Dread-Bird". Great. =D He's all like, "TALKTALKTALK," and Link's all like, "NONONO," and Malon's all like, "
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It's good that you've been writing more often lately.
."It's good that you've been writing more often lately.
I once had a pet named Froo-Froo. One day, Froo-Froo
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
got caught in the tail of a comet and was sucked into deep space.
My mother told me that Froo-Froo went on a vacation.
She told me that to make me feel better.
That was the day I became EVIL!!!...
#47
real link
- Kokiri
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Posted 17 July 2008 - 05:50 PM
awsome, sorry i havent posted in awhile, my sister was hogging the computer 
he who is fierce in the face of a monstrous beast is on the road to victory
just who the hell do you think i am!
~Believer In the Fourth piece~
kogerasumaru- kill'em dead!
member of the clan of courage
when life gives you lemons, you clone those lemons, and make super lemons.
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
just who the hell do you think i am!
~Believer In the Fourth piece~
kogerasumaru- kill'em dead!
member of the clan of courage
when life gives you lemons, you clone those lemons, and make super lemons.
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
#48
Sahaqiel
- Angel of the Skies.
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Posted 18 July 2008 - 08:04 AM
Chapter 13: Blizzard from the Desert
Epona was very annoyed. Why do I always have to go with him to dangerous places? It's not like I'm against his adventures, but I haven't been properly groomed in ages. That's Link's problem... I'm his friend, but he never seems to realize that I'm a girl with needs too. At least his friend groomed me a bit. He even used his own comb! Too bad my tail wrecked it, I really liked the treatment, and he couldn't comb his own hair anymore. Curse these tangled tailhairs! Epona snorted, which caught Link by surprise. He patted her side and reassured her, but she only snorted again. And when have horses ever established with people that being patted reassures us? It might be just me, but it's kind of annoying! Again, she snorted. Maybe it's just because I'm upset. I wish I had someone to talk to who understands me.
Link and Epona were riding to Gerudo Valley, which was situated southwest of Hyrule Castle. The hero was still wearing his Keaton mask and his light traveling cloak, which flapped violently in the gusts of wind which were coming from Gerudo Valley. The pair crossed the hills of Hyrule Field and managed to get to the entrance to the place. Ugh! This dry climate and desert sand is going to do nothing for my hair! She was obviously a very troubled horse. Link approached the canyon where a very long drop awaited anyone who failed make it over. Dismounting Epona, he approached the canyon, looking for a place he could use his Hookshot. There was nothing. The only thing he could do was jump it like last time. Link jumped onto Epona's back once more and signaled for her to back up. Waah! Is he going to make me jump that canyon? Why don't you just get a really big log or something? Hmmmmph! "Hyaaa!" Link shouted, coaxing Epona forward. He must be insane! Why must he be so reckless!? Epona braced herself and leapt forward. Don't look down, don't look down, I'll kill you Link! Don't look down, don't look down! Link's hat was enjoying a breeze, flying wildly in the wind as they descended, landing on the other side of the Gerudo Canyon. You're lucky I've been trained well, you knucklehead!
The environment had dominantly yellow and red tinges. The rocky surrounding walls on either side of the path made the it a very closed space. The ground was parched and yellow, allowing no plant life to spring forth. Wind blew fiercely through this place.
Epona trotted with Link on her back towards Gerudo Village, full of the infamous band of thieves, the Gerudo themselves. All of them had dark skin, red hair, and extensive combat training. They were relatively normal, except through some odd path of evolution, they are all dominantly female, with the only exception being a male child born every century to lead them to prosperity. As Link approached, he saw guards in front of the entrance to the village, standing still as statues, long spears at their sides. As usual, they were wearing the Gerudo uniform for their usual grunts. Pointed tan shoes, puffy purple pants, a similar violet top, and a likewise colored veil over the nose and mouth. How would he get in unnoticed?
Link dismounted Epona and tethered her to a dead tree out of sight. Oh great, now he'll leave me out here alone again. I'm going to get thirsty! Approaching the narrow entrance to Gerudo Village, Link surveyed the guards from afar. They really were like statues... How was Link going to get past them?
The Gerudo guards watched diligently with their fierce eyes. They were not allowed to move or fidget in case they were attacked or watched. This really was a boring job. "Hey, Miku, when is our shift over?", announced the guard on the left, nothing moving except her mouth.
"C'mon, Kona, we've been over this. Three hours and we're done.", said the rightmost Gerudo, likewise unmoving.
"Well, how long has it been? I'd like a nice bath..."
"It's been four hours..."
"What!?"
"Yes, the people who were supposed to switch shifts with us haven't showed up yet. But at least we get an extra hour off next time. Besides, they'll have to make it up for it later."
"But I'm cold! I've had the urge to sneeze for half an hour already!"
"I understand, but this is our uniform and our assignment and we'll honor them proudly.", Miku said, sighing.
The two observed the path ahead of them in irritation, obviously not wanting to be there much longer. What was the point? Since when did anyone have the nerve to attack the infamous Gerudo tribe? Sand blew across the path, obscuring many things up to thirty yards. "Hey, Kona."
"Yes?", answered the sniffling Gerudo.
"Do you see something?"
Just barely within their line of vision, a cloaked silhouette dissolved into sight. The two guards instantly went into a combat stance, lowering themselves and their spears towards the unknown trespasser. "Hey! Stop!", yelled Kona. The figure still approached, in an unnerving zig-zag pattern too swift to be human. "Stop, I say! State your business!" The cloaked figure drew nearer, hovering over the ground slightly and still zigzagging. The cloak obscured its face and the wind would have blown away any sound that tried to reach their ears anyway; the wind was carrying in his direction.
Miku edged backward, lowering herself deeper into her battle pose, "If you do not stop without telling us why you are here, we'll be forced to attack you!" The zig-zagging man approached ever closer.
"Seriously!", announced Kona, "These spears are sharp! We just sharpened them this morning! Hey!" The cloaked figure was close enough to reveal an unnerving smile underneath the hood, which bespoke a childishly psychotic nature. It was a very unnatural smile. Kona frowned, obviously becoming a little frightened at the hovering being. She backed up slightly. Oh man, why does it have to be my shift when crazy people show up at our village? It's not even supposed to be my turn! Ever closer, the hovering zigzagging man drew, until finally, it was in between the two guards, trying to pass them completely into Gerudo Village. They simultaneously stopped the cloaked man by crossing their spears. Miku grabbed the cloak of the man with one hand and turned him towards her, "Listen! We don't have time for games! Tell us why you're here or we'll pummel you! Hey, are you listening to me!?" She yanked the cloak off the being, revealing something that looked like a life-sized doll. It had rosy cheeks and a slightly creepy smile. Its arms were at its sides and its eyes bespoke nothing but emptiness. Its legs were together and resting on a pedestal... And it was making a buzzing noise. Kona wore a shocked expression. "Miku... Miku!"
"What?"
"Look... Underneath its feet!"
"Hmm?"
Miku glanced under the mysterious toy's feet and saw a yellow and blue object, which bore a striking similarity to...
"It's a Bombchu!!" The rodent-like explosive did just what it was designed for. It self-destructed, which stunned both Gerudo warriors into unconsciousness. The carbon copy of Link created by the Elegy of Emptiness vanished into radiant particles of dust and the cloak was still in Miku's hand. The real hero uncurled from his rock-like appearance. Link had donned the Goron Mask, and rolled into a ball, which concealed his presence. He appeared as a large stone-- a regular part of the Gerudo's scenery. Link decided walking in sand with his new weight would be uncomfortable, so he Goron Rolled towards the two women. He picked up his cloak and rolled towards the stairs where the entrance to the Gerudo Village was. He took off the Goron Mask and placed it inside his tunic. As a Goron, heat and cold didn't matter much, but as a human, Link felt the full condition of the Gerudo's air. It was freezing! Link couldn't understand how the Gerudo could stand this kind of cold! Link took out the Goron Mask and eyed the inner part of it with discomfort. Did he really want to?
After a painful session of mind-rippingly horrible experience and defeat, Link was back to being a Goron, snug and weather-indifferent. He rolled up the stairs and ducked behind a large boulder. Link could see the blocky homes of the Gerudo and almost felt sorry for them. They wore skimpy uniforms and had to eat slop in their kitchen. There was not much comfort on a Gerudo base. They were patrolling as always, with the same purple uniform. If Link recalled correctly, if he managed to defeat and bypass all the Gerudo, he'll become an honorary thief of the tribe... It was hard to get past the guards while rolled up. Link rolled inconspicuously towards the entrance of the Gerudo's home, waiting until the guards were not looking.
"'Ey, Roho.", a guard spoke to her companion.
"Yes?"
"Look over there, at that rock."
"What about it?" Link felt a sweatdrop on his forehead.
"Well... It seems odd, right?"
"Yeah, I suppose." Link felt the intense urge to squirm violently, but quelled the feeling with all his might.
"It wasn't here a second ago, was it?"
"Come to think of it, I don't recall it being there." Link bit his lip, which was unwise, because sand got in his mouth. He really wished he had his Stone Mask.
"... Go touch it."
"No, you!"
"Well I have to patrol behind that wall and I can't be bothered by such a trivial rock!"
"Hey! It's not like you're the only one with duty!" Roho crossed her arms.
"Well, fine! Then leave it alone! But when it turns out to be a threat or something, don't say I didn't tell you to check it out!" Link squirmed slightly in suspense, but the two women were too busy arguing to notice.
"It's just a rock! And if that's the case, then why don't you check it out?"
"I have to patrol back there!"
"Then why don't you do it?"
"Fine! I will! Hmph!" She turned around, walking to her duties.
"Hmph!" Roho likewise reversed herself and paid no further attention to Link.
As Link rolled closer and closer to the dark gray blocky structures of the Gerudo's home, he sensed that many of the Gerudo had inner issues that should be helped before fighting breaks out. Link unrolled inside the tribe's building behind a large crate and looked around the hallway he occupied. There was hardly anything there. Just in case, though, Link unequipped his mask, discovering it was much warmer inside. While unlodging the Keaton mask from his tunic and putting it on, he also pulled out his bow. He had a full quiver of arrows, so quantity wouldn't be an issue... But he wasn't out to kill anyone. Link took the arrowheads off a good number of his ammunition and pocketed them in one of his satchels. Link was sitting down behind the crate to avoid detection, peeking out from the side of it. As expected, a guard turned around the corner. Link laid on his back with his head up, aiming the bow with the less-harmful arrow. When the Gerudo woman turned around, he fired the shaft at the back of her head, which knocked her unconscious. Link advanced, looking for a cell with the Zola locked up.
After eight guards and five hallways later, Link found the mess hall. It was a small room with one table and four chairs, with a cauldron at the back of the room filled with a sinister looking red liquid. Link approached the pot curiously and inhaled the scent of the concoction. Just as expected, it was nothing close to the taste of a red potion. It was worse! Link waved the smell away and was thankful he could eat regular food. Continuing on, Link did the same thing over and over. Duck behind conveniently placed crate, shoot, advance. The Gerudo didn't communicate very well. He had yet to be discovered.
Continuing on his raid of the Gerudo's base, he started to wonder exactly why it was so cold near here. What could cause such a deep freeze? He turned another corner when he heard a scream and frantic orders. "Someone's invaded our camp! I told you, Roho! What did I tell you!?"
"Shut up Anata! It was just a rock!!"
"Just go get the others!" Link scratched the back of his head in slight guilt. As he turned forward and took a step, he collided masked-face-first with the forehead of a medium-height Gerudo woman. The headbutt caught Link off guard, and the woman pulled him forward by his collar to her face. "What do you think you're doing!? Taking out all of the Gerudo like that! Why don't you mind your own business!? Ugh!" She kept her grip, but let him fall away from her face a little. The woman had short hair and a different uniform than the others. Link recalled that it was the same Gerudo who managed the Gerudo Training Ground long ago on a different plane in time. She looked nervously to the side and mumbled to herself. "Jeez, I hate locking up random people like this. We're trying to be kinder to people." She looked at Link and pulled him closer to her again, "Look, we're not bad people! I mean, sure, we're thieves, but ever since Nabooru left to become a sage, we've been honoring her honor code! We only steal from the rich who squander their money! And we have secrets here that could jeopardize our relationship with the rest of Hyrule, which look at us in distaste already!" She again let Link distance himself from her face. She mumbled off to the side again. "We have enough problems even without trying to make people think we're good, why is our tribe so unlucky? We're placed in a desert! I mean, this dry climate and sand does absolutely nothing for my hair..." Link was starting to see a pattern in Gerudo behavior. They seem very nervous lately.
The woman again pulled him closer. "What have you seen? Why are you here? What do you want?" Link started to explain, but she interrupted him. "Hold on, don't speak here! You have an unfamiliar male voice in a time of emergency! They'll hear you, then capture and jail you on the spot!" She dragged him to a closed-off room where she pinned him against the wall. "Speak now." Link explained that his Zola friend had a twin there that was captured and needed assistance. He also said that he didn't see anything, really, except for a drawer he was searching through for a key of some sort, but only found Gerudo uniforms-- "Ayee! You liar!" She slammed him against the dry stone wall. "Ugh! Men!" She let go of Link, who felt no need to be threatened at the moment, but still curled into a ball, shielding his face. The Gerudo woman rubbed her temples. "Don't worry, now... He's being sincere... Just be calm... The other girls have been noting your temper... Calm..." She sighed and grabbed Link again. "See anything else!?" Link shook his head and protested that he'd seen nothing else of interest. "Good."
She let Link go and turned around, crossing her arms. She started murmuring to herself. Link wondered if she had any sense of volume; he could hear her plain as day. Or maybe she didn't know she was speaking to herself? "Under normal circumstances, I would admire his steel and grant him membership into our tribe, even though I just manage the training grounds, but right now..." She breathed deeply. Turning around, she wore a very serious face, and pulled Link off the floor. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she spoke; "You say you came here to find your captured friend, is it?" Link nodded. "Do you consider yourself noble or daring?" Link blushed and shrugged, his eyes wandering off to the side in embarrassment. "At least you're humble. So can you keep a secret and help us out?" Link nodded, seriousness in his eyes.
"OK, please listen carefully. We have your friend. He's safe, although a bit uncomfortable. We really don't know how to keep a secret in any other way besides keeping it to ourselves, so that's what we did. Although, the Zola doesn't talk much at all; it's pretty unsettling. We fed him our food and let him sleep on our floors; he's been treated like we treat our own. Save for the shackles, but those claws look sharp and we've heard they can breath fireballs from their mouth! It's put a lot of stress on our guards!
"Anyway, the story of how the Zola got here is a very annoying one, at least, to us. About a week ago, a young lad entered the desert looking for someone. We couldn't find such a man, and told him to look elsewhere, preferably Hyrule Castle Town. We allowed him to stay awhile, because we're trying new policies of male acceptance and tolerance, but while he was there, though, a huge pulsing blue light blew a hole in one of the rocky walls in our village! Can you believe it? Just a random blue ball of light. In fact, it unearthed a a large hole leading to a cavern, which three Gerudo, including myself, decided to explore. At the bottom of it was a huge hot spring, with a beach in front of its small shore! It radiated a soft blue light and everything. Could you believe our luck? We had good water to drink and we could bathe in a relaxing hot spring! We could even possibly attract visitors to our fortress! And I've heard that burying yourself in a hot spring's sand is good for your skin..." She looked to the side with longing, taking her hands off Link's shoulders, who eyed her as a man would eye a very annoyed and possibly unstable woman.
"We didn't even really pay much mind to the huge pulsing blue sphere hovering just slightly above the spring... It gave us something we valued; who could complain or question it? But then, it pulsed really heavily while we were down there, and a fairy emerged from it! We were on the shores of a blessed fountain of water! We all gawked at it. It was very beautiful. She was blue and had really nice wings, and her hair was shiny white and well-kempt..." The Gerudo closed her eyes and almost seemed to drool a little. "I envy that hair...
"Anyway, she spoke these exact words (in a really smooth and pretty voice...). 'Oh... Oh my! What am I doing here? Where is my regular cave?' And we all just looked at her and shrugged nervously, not knowing the cause of any of this, obviously. She then said, 'Oh... Well, I'm the ice fairy. I normally have a nice chilly cave full of ice all year round, but this isn't it... It's a bit too warm for my liking... I won't make it cold here because I know how people react to the biting temperatures, but I'd really like a nice cold place. Do you know of any?' She smiled this really warm smile at us (which seems odd for an ice fairy...). The blue sphere was still behind her, though, and it ejected a very large bug, which immediately seized the fairy's head, not letting go. She screamed and screamed, and we could do nothing but stand there and ask if she needed help. We should have done something, that bug really messed her up!
"She went all crazy and her eyes weren't kind anymore I found her hair a lot less attractive... The cave started rumbling and it went cold really quick! We were all freezing in seconds! We climbed the rope back to the top of the cave and escaped. As soon as we got out, however, a very cold wind started blasting out of the opening, which was also very dry, so my hair still suffers... It was really cold as the wind erupted from the source. We've heard reports that it's much less worse in regions other than this one, but we were almost frostbitten in minutes. All the Gerudo in the village crowded into the fortress, but the young man that visited us went outside to see what was happening. Unfortunately, the fairy was outside the cave waiting, and she turned him into two Zolas! It was really freaky, and I didn't see much of it because looking out of the holes we have as windows were still very chilly to be around...
"The Zola you are referring to ran oddly in confusion, as he did not apparently know how to use his lungs properly, only his gills. He ran towards the Gerudo River, which leads to Lake Hylia, and dove in. We tried to restrain him, telling him that he could breath above the water, but the Gerudo who was holding his right arm tripped and accidentally threw him in to correct herself. If anyone saw, then it would be very incriminating..."
Link sat down cross-legged in front of her in the same way he did with Kaepora Gaebora except he wasn't bored out of his mind; now here's some information that he didn't know.
"The other Zola stayed behind... He doesn't seem very intelligent. We've been detaining him without problems. But here's why we haven't looked for help... See, a long time ago, we were trying to make up with the denizens of Hyrule by creating a modified version of our freezing chest traps. We significantly powered them down and made them convenient for storage, so people could use them to cool down their homes during warm seasons. While we were crossing the bridge, though, the weight of the shipments caused the bridge to start breaking. On top of that, the chests had all malfunctioned and turned on with much more force than even the original freezing trap. They all fell into the Gerudo River and washed downstream to Lake Hylia. We had full knowledge of the water ducts connecting the Lake with Zora's Domain, and when we heard that the domain had frozen without clear knowledge of the cause, we were panicked. We kept it a closely guarded secret. If anyone knew this freezing climate was because of us, then they'd connect the Zora incident to us and they'd never learn to trust us! It's a horrible tragedy we've had to endure. We haven't been in Hyrule Castle Town in ages, except to steal funds from the undeserving. And we can't just casually walk in anymore! I mean, even Gerudo want a boyfriend now and then..."
Link stood up, brushing off his knees, and told her that he'd solve the problem of the fairy for her. "Really? You can do that? And if you die, you guarantee the secret dies with you?" Link nodded. He'd aid her in any way possible in return for his companion's double. "Excellent! You promise that you'll return?" Link nodded once more, but the woman seemed skeptical. "Give me something important for me to hold onto, so that I will guarantee your return." Link was taken aback; what would he have to give her? The woman's eyes wandered to his weapon. "Hmm... You seem very adept at using a bow. How about that, then?" He looked at the bow, remembering how many times it had saved him from destruction. Indeed, it was a very important tool, and it would be troublesome to adventure without it. He handed it over with an indignant look on his face. "Good. Now right this way, please."
Epona was still tethered to the tree, blinking frequently because of the sand and wind, shaking her tail just as much. Come on, Link! I could really use a bath...
~Chapter End~
Epona was very annoyed. Why do I always have to go with him to dangerous places? It's not like I'm against his adventures, but I haven't been properly groomed in ages. That's Link's problem... I'm his friend, but he never seems to realize that I'm a girl with needs too. At least his friend groomed me a bit. He even used his own comb! Too bad my tail wrecked it, I really liked the treatment, and he couldn't comb his own hair anymore. Curse these tangled tailhairs! Epona snorted, which caught Link by surprise. He patted her side and reassured her, but she only snorted again. And when have horses ever established with people that being patted reassures us? It might be just me, but it's kind of annoying! Again, she snorted. Maybe it's just because I'm upset. I wish I had someone to talk to who understands me.
Link and Epona were riding to Gerudo Valley, which was situated southwest of Hyrule Castle. The hero was still wearing his Keaton mask and his light traveling cloak, which flapped violently in the gusts of wind which were coming from Gerudo Valley. The pair crossed the hills of Hyrule Field and managed to get to the entrance to the place. Ugh! This dry climate and desert sand is going to do nothing for my hair! She was obviously a very troubled horse. Link approached the canyon where a very long drop awaited anyone who failed make it over. Dismounting Epona, he approached the canyon, looking for a place he could use his Hookshot. There was nothing. The only thing he could do was jump it like last time. Link jumped onto Epona's back once more and signaled for her to back up. Waah! Is he going to make me jump that canyon? Why don't you just get a really big log or something? Hmmmmph! "Hyaaa!" Link shouted, coaxing Epona forward. He must be insane! Why must he be so reckless!? Epona braced herself and leapt forward. Don't look down, don't look down, I'll kill you Link! Don't look down, don't look down! Link's hat was enjoying a breeze, flying wildly in the wind as they descended, landing on the other side of the Gerudo Canyon. You're lucky I've been trained well, you knucklehead!
The environment had dominantly yellow and red tinges. The rocky surrounding walls on either side of the path made the it a very closed space. The ground was parched and yellow, allowing no plant life to spring forth. Wind blew fiercely through this place.
Epona trotted with Link on her back towards Gerudo Village, full of the infamous band of thieves, the Gerudo themselves. All of them had dark skin, red hair, and extensive combat training. They were relatively normal, except through some odd path of evolution, they are all dominantly female, with the only exception being a male child born every century to lead them to prosperity. As Link approached, he saw guards in front of the entrance to the village, standing still as statues, long spears at their sides. As usual, they were wearing the Gerudo uniform for their usual grunts. Pointed tan shoes, puffy purple pants, a similar violet top, and a likewise colored veil over the nose and mouth. How would he get in unnoticed?
Link dismounted Epona and tethered her to a dead tree out of sight. Oh great, now he'll leave me out here alone again. I'm going to get thirsty! Approaching the narrow entrance to Gerudo Village, Link surveyed the guards from afar. They really were like statues... How was Link going to get past them?
~ ~ ~
The Gerudo guards watched diligently with their fierce eyes. They were not allowed to move or fidget in case they were attacked or watched. This really was a boring job. "Hey, Miku, when is our shift over?", announced the guard on the left, nothing moving except her mouth.
"C'mon, Kona, we've been over this. Three hours and we're done.", said the rightmost Gerudo, likewise unmoving.
"Well, how long has it been? I'd like a nice bath..."
"It's been four hours..."
"What!?"
"Yes, the people who were supposed to switch shifts with us haven't showed up yet. But at least we get an extra hour off next time. Besides, they'll have to make it up for it later."
"But I'm cold! I've had the urge to sneeze for half an hour already!"
"I understand, but this is our uniform and our assignment and we'll honor them proudly.", Miku said, sighing.
The two observed the path ahead of them in irritation, obviously not wanting to be there much longer. What was the point? Since when did anyone have the nerve to attack the infamous Gerudo tribe? Sand blew across the path, obscuring many things up to thirty yards. "Hey, Kona."
"Yes?", answered the sniffling Gerudo.
"Do you see something?"
Just barely within their line of vision, a cloaked silhouette dissolved into sight. The two guards instantly went into a combat stance, lowering themselves and their spears towards the unknown trespasser. "Hey! Stop!", yelled Kona. The figure still approached, in an unnerving zig-zag pattern too swift to be human. "Stop, I say! State your business!" The cloaked figure drew nearer, hovering over the ground slightly and still zigzagging. The cloak obscured its face and the wind would have blown away any sound that tried to reach their ears anyway; the wind was carrying in his direction.
Miku edged backward, lowering herself deeper into her battle pose, "If you do not stop without telling us why you are here, we'll be forced to attack you!" The zig-zagging man approached ever closer.
"Seriously!", announced Kona, "These spears are sharp! We just sharpened them this morning! Hey!" The cloaked figure was close enough to reveal an unnerving smile underneath the hood, which bespoke a childishly psychotic nature. It was a very unnatural smile. Kona frowned, obviously becoming a little frightened at the hovering being. She backed up slightly. Oh man, why does it have to be my shift when crazy people show up at our village? It's not even supposed to be my turn! Ever closer, the hovering zigzagging man drew, until finally, it was in between the two guards, trying to pass them completely into Gerudo Village. They simultaneously stopped the cloaked man by crossing their spears. Miku grabbed the cloak of the man with one hand and turned him towards her, "Listen! We don't have time for games! Tell us why you're here or we'll pummel you! Hey, are you listening to me!?" She yanked the cloak off the being, revealing something that looked like a life-sized doll. It had rosy cheeks and a slightly creepy smile. Its arms were at its sides and its eyes bespoke nothing but emptiness. Its legs were together and resting on a pedestal... And it was making a buzzing noise. Kona wore a shocked expression. "Miku... Miku!"
"What?"
"Look... Underneath its feet!"
"Hmm?"
Miku glanced under the mysterious toy's feet and saw a yellow and blue object, which bore a striking similarity to...
"It's a Bombchu!!" The rodent-like explosive did just what it was designed for. It self-destructed, which stunned both Gerudo warriors into unconsciousness. The carbon copy of Link created by the Elegy of Emptiness vanished into radiant particles of dust and the cloak was still in Miku's hand. The real hero uncurled from his rock-like appearance. Link had donned the Goron Mask, and rolled into a ball, which concealed his presence. He appeared as a large stone-- a regular part of the Gerudo's scenery. Link decided walking in sand with his new weight would be uncomfortable, so he Goron Rolled towards the two women. He picked up his cloak and rolled towards the stairs where the entrance to the Gerudo Village was. He took off the Goron Mask and placed it inside his tunic. As a Goron, heat and cold didn't matter much, but as a human, Link felt the full condition of the Gerudo's air. It was freezing! Link couldn't understand how the Gerudo could stand this kind of cold! Link took out the Goron Mask and eyed the inner part of it with discomfort. Did he really want to?
After a painful session of mind-rippingly horrible experience and defeat, Link was back to being a Goron, snug and weather-indifferent. He rolled up the stairs and ducked behind a large boulder. Link could see the blocky homes of the Gerudo and almost felt sorry for them. They wore skimpy uniforms and had to eat slop in their kitchen. There was not much comfort on a Gerudo base. They were patrolling as always, with the same purple uniform. If Link recalled correctly, if he managed to defeat and bypass all the Gerudo, he'll become an honorary thief of the tribe... It was hard to get past the guards while rolled up. Link rolled inconspicuously towards the entrance of the Gerudo's home, waiting until the guards were not looking.
"'Ey, Roho.", a guard spoke to her companion.
"Yes?"
"Look over there, at that rock."
"What about it?" Link felt a sweatdrop on his forehead.
"Well... It seems odd, right?"
"Yeah, I suppose." Link felt the intense urge to squirm violently, but quelled the feeling with all his might.
"It wasn't here a second ago, was it?"
"Come to think of it, I don't recall it being there." Link bit his lip, which was unwise, because sand got in his mouth. He really wished he had his Stone Mask.
"... Go touch it."
"No, you!"
"Well I have to patrol behind that wall and I can't be bothered by such a trivial rock!"
"Hey! It's not like you're the only one with duty!" Roho crossed her arms.
"Well, fine! Then leave it alone! But when it turns out to be a threat or something, don't say I didn't tell you to check it out!" Link squirmed slightly in suspense, but the two women were too busy arguing to notice.
"It's just a rock! And if that's the case, then why don't you check it out?"
"I have to patrol back there!"
"Then why don't you do it?"
"Fine! I will! Hmph!" She turned around, walking to her duties.
"Hmph!" Roho likewise reversed herself and paid no further attention to Link.
As Link rolled closer and closer to the dark gray blocky structures of the Gerudo's home, he sensed that many of the Gerudo had inner issues that should be helped before fighting breaks out. Link unrolled inside the tribe's building behind a large crate and looked around the hallway he occupied. There was hardly anything there. Just in case, though, Link unequipped his mask, discovering it was much warmer inside. While unlodging the Keaton mask from his tunic and putting it on, he also pulled out his bow. He had a full quiver of arrows, so quantity wouldn't be an issue... But he wasn't out to kill anyone. Link took the arrowheads off a good number of his ammunition and pocketed them in one of his satchels. Link was sitting down behind the crate to avoid detection, peeking out from the side of it. As expected, a guard turned around the corner. Link laid on his back with his head up, aiming the bow with the less-harmful arrow. When the Gerudo woman turned around, he fired the shaft at the back of her head, which knocked her unconscious. Link advanced, looking for a cell with the Zola locked up.
After eight guards and five hallways later, Link found the mess hall. It was a small room with one table and four chairs, with a cauldron at the back of the room filled with a sinister looking red liquid. Link approached the pot curiously and inhaled the scent of the concoction. Just as expected, it was nothing close to the taste of a red potion. It was worse! Link waved the smell away and was thankful he could eat regular food. Continuing on, Link did the same thing over and over. Duck behind conveniently placed crate, shoot, advance. The Gerudo didn't communicate very well. He had yet to be discovered.
Continuing on his raid of the Gerudo's base, he started to wonder exactly why it was so cold near here. What could cause such a deep freeze? He turned another corner when he heard a scream and frantic orders. "Someone's invaded our camp! I told you, Roho! What did I tell you!?"
"Shut up Anata! It was just a rock!!"
"Just go get the others!" Link scratched the back of his head in slight guilt. As he turned forward and took a step, he collided masked-face-first with the forehead of a medium-height Gerudo woman. The headbutt caught Link off guard, and the woman pulled him forward by his collar to her face. "What do you think you're doing!? Taking out all of the Gerudo like that! Why don't you mind your own business!? Ugh!" She kept her grip, but let him fall away from her face a little. The woman had short hair and a different uniform than the others. Link recalled that it was the same Gerudo who managed the Gerudo Training Ground long ago on a different plane in time. She looked nervously to the side and mumbled to herself. "Jeez, I hate locking up random people like this. We're trying to be kinder to people." She looked at Link and pulled him closer to her again, "Look, we're not bad people! I mean, sure, we're thieves, but ever since Nabooru left to become a sage, we've been honoring her honor code! We only steal from the rich who squander their money! And we have secrets here that could jeopardize our relationship with the rest of Hyrule, which look at us in distaste already!" She again let Link distance himself from her face. She mumbled off to the side again. "We have enough problems even without trying to make people think we're good, why is our tribe so unlucky? We're placed in a desert! I mean, this dry climate and sand does absolutely nothing for my hair..." Link was starting to see a pattern in Gerudo behavior. They seem very nervous lately.
The woman again pulled him closer. "What have you seen? Why are you here? What do you want?" Link started to explain, but she interrupted him. "Hold on, don't speak here! You have an unfamiliar male voice in a time of emergency! They'll hear you, then capture and jail you on the spot!" She dragged him to a closed-off room where she pinned him against the wall. "Speak now." Link explained that his Zola friend had a twin there that was captured and needed assistance. He also said that he didn't see anything, really, except for a drawer he was searching through for a key of some sort, but only found Gerudo uniforms-- "Ayee! You liar!" She slammed him against the dry stone wall. "Ugh! Men!" She let go of Link, who felt no need to be threatened at the moment, but still curled into a ball, shielding his face. The Gerudo woman rubbed her temples. "Don't worry, now... He's being sincere... Just be calm... The other girls have been noting your temper... Calm..." She sighed and grabbed Link again. "See anything else!?" Link shook his head and protested that he'd seen nothing else of interest. "Good."
She let Link go and turned around, crossing her arms. She started murmuring to herself. Link wondered if she had any sense of volume; he could hear her plain as day. Or maybe she didn't know she was speaking to herself? "Under normal circumstances, I would admire his steel and grant him membership into our tribe, even though I just manage the training grounds, but right now..." She breathed deeply. Turning around, she wore a very serious face, and pulled Link off the floor. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she spoke; "You say you came here to find your captured friend, is it?" Link nodded. "Do you consider yourself noble or daring?" Link blushed and shrugged, his eyes wandering off to the side in embarrassment. "At least you're humble. So can you keep a secret and help us out?" Link nodded, seriousness in his eyes.
"OK, please listen carefully. We have your friend. He's safe, although a bit uncomfortable. We really don't know how to keep a secret in any other way besides keeping it to ourselves, so that's what we did. Although, the Zola doesn't talk much at all; it's pretty unsettling. We fed him our food and let him sleep on our floors; he's been treated like we treat our own. Save for the shackles, but those claws look sharp and we've heard they can breath fireballs from their mouth! It's put a lot of stress on our guards!
"Anyway, the story of how the Zola got here is a very annoying one, at least, to us. About a week ago, a young lad entered the desert looking for someone. We couldn't find such a man, and told him to look elsewhere, preferably Hyrule Castle Town. We allowed him to stay awhile, because we're trying new policies of male acceptance and tolerance, but while he was there, though, a huge pulsing blue light blew a hole in one of the rocky walls in our village! Can you believe it? Just a random blue ball of light. In fact, it unearthed a a large hole leading to a cavern, which three Gerudo, including myself, decided to explore. At the bottom of it was a huge hot spring, with a beach in front of its small shore! It radiated a soft blue light and everything. Could you believe our luck? We had good water to drink and we could bathe in a relaxing hot spring! We could even possibly attract visitors to our fortress! And I've heard that burying yourself in a hot spring's sand is good for your skin..." She looked to the side with longing, taking her hands off Link's shoulders, who eyed her as a man would eye a very annoyed and possibly unstable woman.
"We didn't even really pay much mind to the huge pulsing blue sphere hovering just slightly above the spring... It gave us something we valued; who could complain or question it? But then, it pulsed really heavily while we were down there, and a fairy emerged from it! We were on the shores of a blessed fountain of water! We all gawked at it. It was very beautiful. She was blue and had really nice wings, and her hair was shiny white and well-kempt..." The Gerudo closed her eyes and almost seemed to drool a little. "I envy that hair...
"Anyway, she spoke these exact words (in a really smooth and pretty voice...). 'Oh... Oh my! What am I doing here? Where is my regular cave?' And we all just looked at her and shrugged nervously, not knowing the cause of any of this, obviously. She then said, 'Oh... Well, I'm the ice fairy. I normally have a nice chilly cave full of ice all year round, but this isn't it... It's a bit too warm for my liking... I won't make it cold here because I know how people react to the biting temperatures, but I'd really like a nice cold place. Do you know of any?' She smiled this really warm smile at us (which seems odd for an ice fairy...). The blue sphere was still behind her, though, and it ejected a very large bug, which immediately seized the fairy's head, not letting go. She screamed and screamed, and we could do nothing but stand there and ask if she needed help. We should have done something, that bug really messed her up!
"She went all crazy and her eyes weren't kind anymore I found her hair a lot less attractive... The cave started rumbling and it went cold really quick! We were all freezing in seconds! We climbed the rope back to the top of the cave and escaped. As soon as we got out, however, a very cold wind started blasting out of the opening, which was also very dry, so my hair still suffers... It was really cold as the wind erupted from the source. We've heard reports that it's much less worse in regions other than this one, but we were almost frostbitten in minutes. All the Gerudo in the village crowded into the fortress, but the young man that visited us went outside to see what was happening. Unfortunately, the fairy was outside the cave waiting, and she turned him into two Zolas! It was really freaky, and I didn't see much of it because looking out of the holes we have as windows were still very chilly to be around...
"The Zola you are referring to ran oddly in confusion, as he did not apparently know how to use his lungs properly, only his gills. He ran towards the Gerudo River, which leads to Lake Hylia, and dove in. We tried to restrain him, telling him that he could breath above the water, but the Gerudo who was holding his right arm tripped and accidentally threw him in to correct herself. If anyone saw, then it would be very incriminating..."
Link sat down cross-legged in front of her in the same way he did with Kaepora Gaebora except he wasn't bored out of his mind; now here's some information that he didn't know.
"The other Zola stayed behind... He doesn't seem very intelligent. We've been detaining him without problems. But here's why we haven't looked for help... See, a long time ago, we were trying to make up with the denizens of Hyrule by creating a modified version of our freezing chest traps. We significantly powered them down and made them convenient for storage, so people could use them to cool down their homes during warm seasons. While we were crossing the bridge, though, the weight of the shipments caused the bridge to start breaking. On top of that, the chests had all malfunctioned and turned on with much more force than even the original freezing trap. They all fell into the Gerudo River and washed downstream to Lake Hylia. We had full knowledge of the water ducts connecting the Lake with Zora's Domain, and when we heard that the domain had frozen without clear knowledge of the cause, we were panicked. We kept it a closely guarded secret. If anyone knew this freezing climate was because of us, then they'd connect the Zora incident to us and they'd never learn to trust us! It's a horrible tragedy we've had to endure. We haven't been in Hyrule Castle Town in ages, except to steal funds from the undeserving. And we can't just casually walk in anymore! I mean, even Gerudo want a boyfriend now and then..."
Link stood up, brushing off his knees, and told her that he'd solve the problem of the fairy for her. "Really? You can do that? And if you die, you guarantee the secret dies with you?" Link nodded. He'd aid her in any way possible in return for his companion's double. "Excellent! You promise that you'll return?" Link nodded once more, but the woman seemed skeptical. "Give me something important for me to hold onto, so that I will guarantee your return." Link was taken aback; what would he have to give her? The woman's eyes wandered to his weapon. "Hmm... You seem very adept at using a bow. How about that, then?" He looked at the bow, remembering how many times it had saved him from destruction. Indeed, it was a very important tool, and it would be troublesome to adventure without it. He handed it over with an indignant look on his face. "Good. Now right this way, please."
~ ~ ~
Epona was still tethered to the tree, blinking frequently because of the sand and wind, shaking her tail just as much. Come on, Link! I could really use a bath...
~Chapter End~
Collected my belongings and I left the jail,
well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile.
#49
real link
- Kokiri
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Posted 18 July 2008 - 09:03 AM
cool 
he who is fierce in the face of a monstrous beast is on the road to victory
just who the hell do you think i am!
~Believer In the Fourth piece~
kogerasumaru- kill'em dead!
member of the clan of courage
when life gives you lemons, you clone those lemons, and make super lemons.
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
just who the hell do you think i am!
~Believer In the Fourth piece~
kogerasumaru- kill'em dead!
member of the clan of courage
when life gives you lemons, you clone those lemons, and make super lemons.
Which Final Fantasy Character Are You?
Final Fantasy 7
#50
Sahaqiel
- Angel of the Skies.
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Posted 18 July 2008 - 01:19 PM
You know, you're lucky this forum isn't strict like some of the ones I've been to. =(
One-worded answers without explanation of why they are so is against the rules in those.
Be grateful and try to describe why you think what you do.
Sahaqie.
One-worded answers without explanation of why they are so is against the rules in those.
Be grateful and try to describe why you think what you do.
Sahaqie.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail,
well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile.