“First I’d ask that you not fight in the temple,” Adon looked weary, either from his physical state or from having to deal with two quarrelsome people he needed, “Second I’d ask that you both listen and listen well. Change is coming to Hyrule. Big changes. My brother happens to think it’s all bad, but I’ll tell you both that there’s a great deal of good that can come from these changes. Think about what both of you desire. Tell me. And I’ll tell you what you have to do in order to obtain it.”
He walked up as far as he could to Illumin and looked the poe strait in the eyes, “You said you want to be free of the light that curses you? Then you’ll need to enter the Temple of Light. Unfortunately, just entering the temple could destroy your darkness and end that part of you. You’ll need something that belongs to a moblin named Morpen. I can’t tell you where to find him or his item since both of those are in a set place and time. But I’m sure you’ll figure it out somehow.”
“As for you…” Adon turned to Levis and paused, “Don’t I know you? You seem very familiar.”
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Rasterok tried to block the way as best he could so that the teeming Moblins on the inside of his lair couldn’t get out, but eventually the moblins pushed him out of the way. First of the moblins out of the lair was Morpen. He looked at the amount of Moblins that these pests had managed to kill and was immediately disgusted with these failures. His people may not have been bright, but letting a few hylian’s get the better of at least eight troops showed a shear lack of skill. He’d change that very soon.
Still near Rasterok, he grabbed the dragon’s muzzle and locked eyes with his unwilling pet, “Dor re norsh.”
Morpen spoke the words that the wizard had given him to control the dragon. Rasterok’s eyes gazed over as Mropens will took over and the muzzle loosened it’s grip. As the dragon walked towards the two fighters in a murderous daze, Morpen set to the task of readying his troops.
“Rot rondo!” he shouted above the sounds of battle as he grabbed his floating spear from the air.
“Rondo!” his troops shouted in unison.
They immediately formed a two column deep line with Morpen at it’s center. As one the small army slapped the flat of their spear heads on the ground in a thunderous clap. Then the raised their spears and advanced on the heroes behind their dragon. The fore line held their spears for attack the enemies in front or to the side of them. The back line held their spears at the ready to stab or throw their spear at the targets while they were engaged with the front line. Morpen smiled as he wondered how these two would handle a tactic used by their own Hyrule army.
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Strangers, waitin’, up and down the boulevard, their shadows searchin’ in the night…
Streetlights, people, livin’ just to find emotion, hiding somewhere in the night!!!
-Don’t Stop Believing by Journey
My scroll
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