It was odd and refreshing to not have to wake up to the dry winds of the desert, with birds chirping cheerfully all around.

He had gained something last night, an odd symbol at the back of his hand. It was an odd occurrence that would have worried him to no end had it not also brought with it a surge of power. Now it nagged at his mind endlessly, but the surge of power was very welcome. With it, he could alter his plans and conquer this place in one fell swoop if he played his card right. 

Ganondorf shielded his eyes as he looked at the sun. Black wisps could already be seen; just barely, but there. Once the darkness fully set in, the monsters that it attracted here would do the rest of the work while he and his network already in the city made a spearhead straight for the castle. He could feasibly strengthen the black sun to attract some really mean monsters, but he was still wary of the thing on his hand.

They arrived to the festival in due time, with the festival already in full swing, and some drunkards already lurching about the place even though it was still morning. While he had already removed most of his regalia, wearing only some plain black clothing under black armor, it was clear people were gawking at them, perhaps due to their skin color or his stature.

[color=8882be]"Aquila, you have my permission to join the festival."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Eh?"[/color] She turned around with surprise.[color=6ecff6] "A..Are you sure? D-don't you need...Sister will kill me if I.."[/color]

[color=7ea7d8]"Go."[/color]

With that, and an expression of joy upon her face, she set out to enjoy the festival. Just as he expected, people's wariness started to wane as the overly excited girl browsed through everything with curiosity, regarding them as perhaps nothing more than odd foreigners.

There was some time left before the sun turns fully black. For now he would see what the local tavern have in their selection. Hitching his horse on the posts where a few others had also hitched their horse, he strode into the tavern, sitting down heavily on one of the tables.