[i]”It’s just a family portrait. To celebrate the season, y’know? We’d be willin’ to pay you a purple up front—“[/i] As she was describing what she wanted the woman was interrupted by a man who seemed to work as a lowly stable hand and was feed about as much. Nils mind however had latched onto the size of the payment. A purple rupee!? i haven't had that much money before in my life. As he thought about all the things he could do with the money he was dimly aware of the man crying about a pig that he’d lost. Nil was forcibly brought back to reality when the woman responded to the man loudly and harshly. He took a quick step back in surprise and his back met the dead-end wall of the alley. Debating seriously whether or not to get out of here, he waited, the temptation of some actual food keeping him there with his back to the wall.

[i]“Name’s Yolanda, we’re meetin’ up at the graveyard. Not ‘cause we’re weird or anythin’, but it’s a lot less crowded there, you know? The artist we hired before hand up and flaked out on us so I was lookin’ for one. You’re way better than any of those goons I seen so far though, sweetheart. Oh-- and don't worry. My son-in-law won't be there and the rest of the family smells almost as good as me."[/i]

His head hit the wall this time, as Yolanda leaned in to invite him to smell her. His face felt aflame as she laughed at him and invited him to walk with her. He nodded following relieved that it was a family he was going to be drawing and not only that he was going to be able to draw the graveyard which he originally wasn’t going to even get near. The goddess’ seemed to shining on him indeed, perhaps his duty lay in simply drawing this family and catching something that someone else would use for their quest. That’s how fate worked, a nobody would incidentally find a clue and not realize its importance and later a real hero would gather clues such as his to combat a great evil like Ganon. Nil smiled, maybe today wasn’t such a bad day after all.