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Count me interested, but regarding the setting. Is the PR based pre-game or post-game because I would like to try out playing as Vaas.
Izzaz’s chuckle had died down to groans and sighs. If there was one thing that he would rather be, and that was beside a Gerudo brothel, it was between a pair of zealous relatives that took pleasure in openly mocking him of his desertion. To make matters worse, he loathed the fact that he was related to The Rova Twins in front of the ranger and flaunted their perceived moral superiority against him.
“I come here to enjoy the festivities and that is all you will get out of me. But if you insist, I am on business on letting these loose oafs and shysters back in their place, while this whelp is licking the boots of the King. I suggest you back off and let me deal with this worm.” He taunted them with cynicism and with braggart, attempting to mock them and justify his actions.
But he could tell that he was not going to get away from this easily. No… most of the time, they would simply steal back the money from him and throw it to the beggars to humiliate Izzaz, in addition they would remind him that he would have gotten flogged from the elders when he was a youth.
“Stealing from thieves makes you a thief also. Or maybe the irony is lost on you?” Kaiver retorted.
“That is none of your concern. I prefer to look after my own hide, and you should do the same.”
Kaiver head what Izzaz had done and started to grow sick of his presence. Riding in and terrorizing the guards with his beast was one thing. But thievery, threating to wound him just out of spite, and disrespecting his king and his wife, he felt that he had enough of this rouge for one day, especially as he threatened whatever honor he had left within the guard.
“I’ve had enough of you this day, Wolf-rider… Whatever honor you have left, I suggest you leave by noon or otherwise I shall have the guards and Sir Halbert deal with you. I refuse to be put into trouble by your actions!” Kaiver shouted at Izzaz with a livid tone, annoyed at his actions. “Do I make myself clear?”
Izzaz grunted and walked away from the three of them, making his way towards the windmill. “Indeed… Oh… and by the way. Before I make off, I shall pay my respects to Master Izark before I leave. Otherwise, if I am denied my final respects, I will not hesitate to make you suffer.” Izzaz said with a cold and serious tone.
As the Shiekah made his way from them, Kaiver looked at the twins and cleared his throat, making his request known to them. “If he does anything that will endanger the lives of anyone, be sure to tell Sir Halbert or any of the guards as soon as you can. Understood?”
_-_-_
Naklov looked at the toad for a bit and nodded, but he really didn’t need it as he might save it for later. He knew he could use it for his potions, but it wasn’t that necessary. He set the jar on the counter, watching as the thing jump around and croak. “I can see, but this is a mischievous little bugger that is eager to get out. A wild one, isn’t it? Other than that, I’m quite curious why are you making such dangerous explosives right now? I mean, I care about your safety and don’t wish to see you arrested.”
“I come here to enjoy the festivities and that is all you will get out of me. But if you insist, I am on business on letting these loose oafs and shysters back in their place, while this whelp is licking the boots of the King. I suggest you back off and let me deal with this worm.” He taunted them with cynicism and with braggart, attempting to mock them and justify his actions.
But he could tell that he was not going to get away from this easily. No… most of the time, they would simply steal back the money from him and throw it to the beggars to humiliate Izzaz, in addition they would remind him that he would have gotten flogged from the elders when he was a youth.
“Stealing from thieves makes you a thief also. Or maybe the irony is lost on you?” Kaiver retorted.
“That is none of your concern. I prefer to look after my own hide, and you should do the same.”
Kaiver head what Izzaz had done and started to grow sick of his presence. Riding in and terrorizing the guards with his beast was one thing. But thievery, threating to wound him just out of spite, and disrespecting his king and his wife, he felt that he had enough of this rouge for one day, especially as he threatened whatever honor he had left within the guard.
“I’ve had enough of you this day, Wolf-rider… Whatever honor you have left, I suggest you leave by noon or otherwise I shall have the guards and Sir Halbert deal with you. I refuse to be put into trouble by your actions!” Kaiver shouted at Izzaz with a livid tone, annoyed at his actions. “Do I make myself clear?”
Izzaz grunted and walked away from the three of them, making his way towards the windmill. “Indeed… Oh… and by the way. Before I make off, I shall pay my respects to Master Izark before I leave. Otherwise, if I am denied my final respects, I will not hesitate to make you suffer.” Izzaz said with a cold and serious tone.
As the Shiekah made his way from them, Kaiver looked at the twins and cleared his throat, making his request known to them. “If he does anything that will endanger the lives of anyone, be sure to tell Sir Halbert or any of the guards as soon as you can. Understood?”
_-_-_
Naklov looked at the toad for a bit and nodded, but he really didn’t need it as he might save it for later. He knew he could use it for his potions, but it wasn’t that necessary. He set the jar on the counter, watching as the thing jump around and croak. “I can see, but this is a mischievous little bugger that is eager to get out. A wild one, isn’t it? Other than that, I’m quite curious why are you making such dangerous explosives right now? I mean, I care about your safety and don’t wish to see you arrested.”
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I would agree with Lug's placement of the characters, but I'll add his own.
Cain - Neutral Evil - Cain might have honorable intentions, but his methods would seem dishonorable and deceitful to even a Gerudo. Not saying that he as evil as Gannon, but would do the same if given the chance.
Frore - True Neutral - Frore doesn't really have a mind of his own and thus acts more of a puppet to Cain's will. It seems that whatever good intentions he has would backfire without Cain's assistance.
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Felicia - Citizen (Kaiver), Honest Shopkeeper (Lyontus), Woman to woo and sleep with (Izzaz)
Jira - Shady, but honest merchant with a love-struck streak (Kaiver, Lyontus), victim, piggy bank, fool (Izzaz)
Idris - Good natured and honest Shiekah, but a bit untrustworthy until shown otherwise (Kaiver, Lyontus), misguided brother and tribefolk (Izzaz)
Mila - Kind and loving prodigy and potential master alchemist, Izzaz however might see a way to exploit her.
Veitaru - Thief and trained assassin with an oddly innate sense of honor (Kaiver, Lyontus), child to adopt and train into becoming a welcome member of Izzaz's tribe (Izzaz)
Magus - Dark, but mostly harmless and wondering hermit.
Cain - Mysterious shadow being that is lost, and could be a threat (Kaiver, Lyontus), Worthy opponent and ally (Izzaz)
Frore - Dangerous monster that means no ill, but should keep an eye on (Kaiver) interesting marvel of magic (Lyontus) Walking tank that might prove to be a bane (Izzaz)
3
Favorite food: Ordon Cheese (Kaiver), Pumpkin Soup (Lyontus), Pies from the Kakariko bakery (Izzaz)
Least favorite food: Goron dumplings (Kaiver), Reekfish (Lyontus), Deku seeds (Izzaz)
Favorite animal: Hawk (Kaiver), Owl (Lyontus), Wolfos pup (Izzaz)
Favorite person: Hans-Harker, Father (Kaiver) Elder Irontus (Lyontus) Master Izark (Izzaz)
Talents: Slingshot deadeye (Kaiver), Bookworm (Lyontus), Knife thrower (Izzaz)
Dream house: Kokiri Forest (Kaiver), Temple of Time (Lyontus), Shadow Temple (Izzaz)
Dream job: Adventurer (Kaiver), Wizard (Lyontus), Assassin (Izzaz)
4.
Cain. I would like to see an expanded interaction between Cain and Izzaz surrounding the artifact that is bonded onto him, and can serve as a tool for surviving at night.
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I would agree with Lug's placement of the characters, but I'll add his own.
Cain - Neutral Evil - Cain might have honorable intentions, but his methods would seem dishonorable and deceitful to even a Gerudo. Not saying that he as evil as Gannon, but would do the same if given the chance.
Frore - True Neutral - Frore doesn't really have a mind of his own and thus acts more of a puppet to Cain's will. It seems that whatever good intentions he has would backfire without Cain's assistance.
2
Felicia - Citizen (Kaiver), Honest Shopkeeper (Lyontus), Woman to woo and sleep with (Izzaz)
Jira - Shady, but honest merchant with a love-struck streak (Kaiver, Lyontus), victim, piggy bank, fool (Izzaz)
Idris - Good natured and honest Shiekah, but a bit untrustworthy until shown otherwise (Kaiver, Lyontus), misguided brother and tribefolk (Izzaz)
Mila - Kind and loving prodigy and potential master alchemist, Izzaz however might see a way to exploit her.
Veitaru - Thief and trained assassin with an oddly innate sense of honor (Kaiver, Lyontus), child to adopt and train into becoming a welcome member of Izzaz's tribe (Izzaz)
Magus - Dark, but mostly harmless and wondering hermit.
Cain - Mysterious shadow being that is lost, and could be a threat (Kaiver, Lyontus), Worthy opponent and ally (Izzaz)
Frore - Dangerous monster that means no ill, but should keep an eye on (Kaiver) interesting marvel of magic (Lyontus) Walking tank that might prove to be a bane (Izzaz)
3
Favorite food: Ordon Cheese (Kaiver), Pumpkin Soup (Lyontus), Pies from the Kakariko bakery (Izzaz)
Least favorite food: Goron dumplings (Kaiver), Reekfish (Lyontus), Deku seeds (Izzaz)
Favorite animal: Hawk (Kaiver), Owl (Lyontus), Wolfos pup (Izzaz)
Favorite person: Hans-Harker, Father (Kaiver) Elder Irontus (Lyontus) Master Izark (Izzaz)
Talents: Slingshot deadeye (Kaiver), Bookworm (Lyontus), Knife thrower (Izzaz)
Dream house: Kokiri Forest (Kaiver), Temple of Time (Lyontus), Shadow Temple (Izzaz)
Dream job: Adventurer (Kaiver), Wizard (Lyontus), Assassin (Izzaz)
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Cain. I would like to see an expanded interaction between Cain and Izzaz surrounding the artifact that is bonded onto him, and can serve as a tool for surviving at night.
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Izzaz soon began to grow bored of the hammer of the meat, looking around the place for something else he could waste his time on, perhaps a lady to court would tickle his fancy, and perhaps the inn would be more than nice to give him the privacy he needed. The only thing wrong would be the matter of convincing a petty lady of fine taste, but he was quite the scoundrel in having married women in his bed at times, as the immorality of such actions did not bother him.
Backtracking to where he was before, he came back to the other stalls. There was the fish woman of good looks, red hair, and good complexion, but he preferred not to get close, as the stench of reekfish drove him away, knowing that it would drive the women he would want far from him. Another candidate was a wealthy jewelry dealer, of blond locks and purple eyes, fair skin and complexion. Perhaps he would go after her if it not for the lowly peon than willingly used himself as her footrest. In addition, she was the one that would mistake herself as nobility, as she was hiding the fact that she was in fact a plebian. Izzaz did not bother to tickle the fancy of such frauds, such of the oaf that had made a fortune in giving ‘dance lessons’.
Sneaking behind him, he quietly drew his blade and slashed the wallets that horded the precious gems, watching as they spilled beneath his feet. He laughed behind him as he dashed his free hand and grabbed whatever could fill his hand, while Festival interlopers dashed against the rupees against the masked man’s feet. It was then he made his escape laughing within the crowds as it would be too late to notice him by then.
A short time passed as he whistled the Nocturne of Shadow out of boredom, inspecting the women to court as he began walk around, past where the Chilfos had vanished and kept walking, continuing to whistle as he paused waiting to hear any reply that might gather his attention, wondering if he could locate anyone from his fellow tribe that might attract to him.
He leaned back by the towering pillar that anyone on top of it would gather a good view of the village, but to his surprise, he watched as the familiar guard, the ‘Ranger’ passed him by, only to cross his arms and look back at him in contempt.
“Still hounding me like an animal, Wolf-rider?” asked Kaiver as he turned to him and glared back at him.
“Perhaps if I was a tick, hungry for blood I might. But no, it is you who hounds me like my wolves hunting prey.” Izzaz retorted. He leaned back and whistled the Nocturne of Shadow again as he glared against him.
“You are a strange one, Wolf-Rider. Make yourself back into the shadows of the crowd, or leave the Festival so you do not force my hand against you.” Kaiver drew closer and cornered him into the pole as he slammed his arm to prevent his escape.
Izzaz chuckled at the Ranger. “Oh, you are quite a fool, whelp. Learn to keep your knives within your shoes, so that a thug might not be hesitant to gut you like a fish the next time you corner your enemy!” Izzaz said as he pickpocketed Kaiver’s hunting knife out of his carry, opening it and then grabbed him as he put the knife in his face. “Consider this a warning, worm.”
Kaiver watched as he put the knife in his face and grabbed onto him. Big mistake, he thought as he immediately punched him and made Izzaz drop the knife, and twisted his right arm and forced it behind him, forcing him down and kneeled on him so the Shiekah would not move. “It is a mistake on your part to assault a servant of the Royal Guard. Maybe your sentence will be light since you’re one of the Shadow Folk. I know they discipline their own quite well.”
“Uhgg… You are mistaken. The Shadows are loyal only to the Royal Family and their own kind. Release me, and I will not make a vendetta against you!”
“You threaten me? I’ll have you know that the Shadow Folk are bound to the same laws of Hyrule as you are.”
“We shall see...” Izzaz grunted as he whistled out the Nocturne of Shadow as loud as he can whistle, trying to draw a fellow Sheikah to him if he could.
_-_-_
It took only a short while for Elder Lyontus to walk back where he was before at Mila’s stand, carrying the toad he had carried from Kaiver’s house, as he took a second look at it double-checking to see that is was the one he would show. It croaked at him as they made brief eye contact and hopped around hoping to get out, despite being futile. Still, it was a fascinating gesture on part of the toad’s actions. The cloaked man and Mila were still at the stall as he came back to see what she was up to.
To his surprise, she seemed to be crafting a rather dangerous explosive. The Kaboom Potion in which he remembered a fellow Doctor Morrell in his quest to create a medicine to help those with a weak heartbeat. Although he succeeded in contributing to those who were with weak hearts, his outcome was twofold in that his invention if used in large quantities made a very unstable, yet effective explosive that the man lost his toes in his first batch. The poor man didn’t wish to see his invention used in dangerous mining operations and possibly used in warfare. In response, he retired from his position and became a doctor and a recluse in Ordon Village, making visits to Castle Town from time to time. Still, he watched her as she made the mixture as he set down the toad jar.
Backtracking to where he was before, he came back to the other stalls. There was the fish woman of good looks, red hair, and good complexion, but he preferred not to get close, as the stench of reekfish drove him away, knowing that it would drive the women he would want far from him. Another candidate was a wealthy jewelry dealer, of blond locks and purple eyes, fair skin and complexion. Perhaps he would go after her if it not for the lowly peon than willingly used himself as her footrest. In addition, she was the one that would mistake herself as nobility, as she was hiding the fact that she was in fact a plebian. Izzaz did not bother to tickle the fancy of such frauds, such of the oaf that had made a fortune in giving ‘dance lessons’.
Sneaking behind him, he quietly drew his blade and slashed the wallets that horded the precious gems, watching as they spilled beneath his feet. He laughed behind him as he dashed his free hand and grabbed whatever could fill his hand, while Festival interlopers dashed against the rupees against the masked man’s feet. It was then he made his escape laughing within the crowds as it would be too late to notice him by then.
A short time passed as he whistled the Nocturne of Shadow out of boredom, inspecting the women to court as he began walk around, past where the Chilfos had vanished and kept walking, continuing to whistle as he paused waiting to hear any reply that might gather his attention, wondering if he could locate anyone from his fellow tribe that might attract to him.
He leaned back by the towering pillar that anyone on top of it would gather a good view of the village, but to his surprise, he watched as the familiar guard, the ‘Ranger’ passed him by, only to cross his arms and look back at him in contempt.
“Still hounding me like an animal, Wolf-rider?” asked Kaiver as he turned to him and glared back at him.
“Perhaps if I was a tick, hungry for blood I might. But no, it is you who hounds me like my wolves hunting prey.” Izzaz retorted. He leaned back and whistled the Nocturne of Shadow again as he glared against him.
“You are a strange one, Wolf-Rider. Make yourself back into the shadows of the crowd, or leave the Festival so you do not force my hand against you.” Kaiver drew closer and cornered him into the pole as he slammed his arm to prevent his escape.
Izzaz chuckled at the Ranger. “Oh, you are quite a fool, whelp. Learn to keep your knives within your shoes, so that a thug might not be hesitant to gut you like a fish the next time you corner your enemy!” Izzaz said as he pickpocketed Kaiver’s hunting knife out of his carry, opening it and then grabbed him as he put the knife in his face. “Consider this a warning, worm.”
Kaiver watched as he put the knife in his face and grabbed onto him. Big mistake, he thought as he immediately punched him and made Izzaz drop the knife, and twisted his right arm and forced it behind him, forcing him down and kneeled on him so the Shiekah would not move. “It is a mistake on your part to assault a servant of the Royal Guard. Maybe your sentence will be light since you’re one of the Shadow Folk. I know they discipline their own quite well.”
“Uhgg… You are mistaken. The Shadows are loyal only to the Royal Family and their own kind. Release me, and I will not make a vendetta against you!”
“You threaten me? I’ll have you know that the Shadow Folk are bound to the same laws of Hyrule as you are.”
“We shall see...” Izzaz grunted as he whistled out the Nocturne of Shadow as loud as he can whistle, trying to draw a fellow Sheikah to him if he could.
_-_-_
It took only a short while for Elder Lyontus to walk back where he was before at Mila’s stand, carrying the toad he had carried from Kaiver’s house, as he took a second look at it double-checking to see that is was the one he would show. It croaked at him as they made brief eye contact and hopped around hoping to get out, despite being futile. Still, it was a fascinating gesture on part of the toad’s actions. The cloaked man and Mila were still at the stall as he came back to see what she was up to.
To his surprise, she seemed to be crafting a rather dangerous explosive. The Kaboom Potion in which he remembered a fellow Doctor Morrell in his quest to create a medicine to help those with a weak heartbeat. Although he succeeded in contributing to those who were with weak hearts, his outcome was twofold in that his invention if used in large quantities made a very unstable, yet effective explosive that the man lost his toes in his first batch. The poor man didn’t wish to see his invention used in dangerous mining operations and possibly used in warfare. In response, he retired from his position and became a doctor and a recluse in Ordon Village, making visits to Castle Town from time to time. Still, he watched her as she made the mixture as he set down the toad jar.
^ didn't need to get me depressed
v will get feels for me.
v will get feels for me.
Guys, can you drop me? Because I don't see any reason to for me to continue this RP.
Kal-El said
Would be funny if Izzaz just walked up to Idris like, "so...whats up?"
It would, perhaps luring him out while he's humming Nocturne of Shadow telling him that a fellow Shiekah is nearby.
Kai, if it's alright with you, perhaps you can meet up with Izzaz instead.
You really expect someone to take off my arm for what I have? Phff… Izzaz said to himself as he walked out in frustration, as the doctor wanted twice as much just so he can remove his arm. However, the best he can thank him for was clean bandages, but it was what the doctor told him that he needed to get amputated in order to remove himself of the curse. Pathetic… he thought of the doctor as he walked out and put back on his arm guard. The crowd was rowdy of the show and disappearance of a certain Chilfos that had executed a certain spell, causing it to disappear as rumors he heard as he stepped out of the building. Even though he made his way to the scene, he began turning the other way in disgust seeing the presence of Sir Orca Halbert and a masked oaf making a fool out of other people just to make some quick cash.
Heh, my presence is not the only thing the Hyrule Guard has on their plate. Perhaps these voices I’ve been hearing for the past month gathered all sorts of freaks and fools to the Goddesses’ plans. But, why me? Perhaps I’m some simple pawn in their divine games against whatever Ganon has planned? I doubt it, but I could be missing something… or perhaps nothing and they are simply wasting my time. But still, why on Din’s Rock do they wish to use me as a tool in their plans? Because I’m a monster they wish to sacrifice? They can try for all I can tell.
His thoughts wandered a bit as he walked through the crowds, but he only kept to himself as he decided to lean his back onto one of the vender stalls smack in the middle of the village, and to his luck, he found one of the various butchers that were serving the meats of the Ordon livestock. Perhaps he can go for some pork he can cook on a spit if he wanted it, but would have to go on foot in order to travel to the village if he decided to order a whole pig; hence, the people of the land didn’t take kindly to the presence of Wolfos, and didn’t blame them. Most of the rival wolf clans have been getting rowdy and making raids on the villages, especially since most of the larger fish-eating creatures have been starving off. To make matters worse, his suspicion of Skull Kid’s possible involvement in the ordeal has not put his mind at ease and in fact made his mind more prone to worry. The voices were the least of his problems at least.
He wondered what has been going on with his clan. He might have blended in with the crowd to the average Hylain, but to his clan, he stood out like a Dodongo, preferring to hide within the people and the others uncaring of the opinions of those who hide with the lonely shadows. He looked up at the windmill and watched it turn, wondering if anyone was up there, and to his cynical surprise, he spotted at least two figures on top and waited to see if they would notice him until a flash of light made one of them disappear. Wondering if he should seek out the other Shiekah, he declined the moment. He preferred to wait in the middle of the town, watching the slam of the butcher’s knife against the loin of fresh meat, as it made his mouth water in delight.
_-_-_
Elder Lyontus heard the crowd outside the cart as he took a few breaths to get his mind straight, getting his thoughts together and the toad that he would show Mila. Hearing the gusts of wind and the blinding green light that lit up the inside of his cart caught his attention. He was familiar to the spell, perhaps all too familiar.
Farore’s Wind… How could that be? He thougt to himself as he got out of the dimly lit shack, and headed back out with his toad he had just found. Going back to the door he opened it and saw Kaiver at the foot of it.
“Kaiver? What sorcery is going on out there?”
“Elder, Say here until the guards find the Chilfos.”
"Chilfos? How can such a creature get down from the mountains, yet alone come waltzing around Kakariko Village? Madness I say!"
“I agree Elder, but you have to listen. Somehow, this… being… is able to commit very powerful spells. I do not know why, but for your safety, say within the stalls.”
The elder nodded and quickly searching his stock, wondering if he did have a Hawkeye potion ready and waiting, finding one. He grabbed it and gave it to him just in case Kaiver needed to take it out at a distance.
“It’s dangerous to go alone…Here, take this.”
“Elder…I”
“Don’t argue… Go!”
He shooed Kaiver away and shut the door of his caravan, where he kept the rarer ingredients, the Poe’s essence and wild fairies. Still, he hoped to figure out what the toad he had was useful for his potions.
Heh, my presence is not the only thing the Hyrule Guard has on their plate. Perhaps these voices I’ve been hearing for the past month gathered all sorts of freaks and fools to the Goddesses’ plans. But, why me? Perhaps I’m some simple pawn in their divine games against whatever Ganon has planned? I doubt it, but I could be missing something… or perhaps nothing and they are simply wasting my time. But still, why on Din’s Rock do they wish to use me as a tool in their plans? Because I’m a monster they wish to sacrifice? They can try for all I can tell.
His thoughts wandered a bit as he walked through the crowds, but he only kept to himself as he decided to lean his back onto one of the vender stalls smack in the middle of the village, and to his luck, he found one of the various butchers that were serving the meats of the Ordon livestock. Perhaps he can go for some pork he can cook on a spit if he wanted it, but would have to go on foot in order to travel to the village if he decided to order a whole pig; hence, the people of the land didn’t take kindly to the presence of Wolfos, and didn’t blame them. Most of the rival wolf clans have been getting rowdy and making raids on the villages, especially since most of the larger fish-eating creatures have been starving off. To make matters worse, his suspicion of Skull Kid’s possible involvement in the ordeal has not put his mind at ease and in fact made his mind more prone to worry. The voices were the least of his problems at least.
He wondered what has been going on with his clan. He might have blended in with the crowd to the average Hylain, but to his clan, he stood out like a Dodongo, preferring to hide within the people and the others uncaring of the opinions of those who hide with the lonely shadows. He looked up at the windmill and watched it turn, wondering if anyone was up there, and to his cynical surprise, he spotted at least two figures on top and waited to see if they would notice him until a flash of light made one of them disappear. Wondering if he should seek out the other Shiekah, he declined the moment. He preferred to wait in the middle of the town, watching the slam of the butcher’s knife against the loin of fresh meat, as it made his mouth water in delight.
_-_-_
Elder Lyontus heard the crowd outside the cart as he took a few breaths to get his mind straight, getting his thoughts together and the toad that he would show Mila. Hearing the gusts of wind and the blinding green light that lit up the inside of his cart caught his attention. He was familiar to the spell, perhaps all too familiar.
Farore’s Wind… How could that be? He thougt to himself as he got out of the dimly lit shack, and headed back out with his toad he had just found. Going back to the door he opened it and saw Kaiver at the foot of it.
“Kaiver? What sorcery is going on out there?”
“Elder, Say here until the guards find the Chilfos.”
"Chilfos? How can such a creature get down from the mountains, yet alone come waltzing around Kakariko Village? Madness I say!"
“I agree Elder, but you have to listen. Somehow, this… being… is able to commit very powerful spells. I do not know why, but for your safety, say within the stalls.”
The elder nodded and quickly searching his stock, wondering if he did have a Hawkeye potion ready and waiting, finding one. He grabbed it and gave it to him just in case Kaiver needed to take it out at a distance.
“It’s dangerous to go alone…Here, take this.”
“Elder…I”
“Don’t argue… Go!”
He shooed Kaiver away and shut the door of his caravan, where he kept the rarer ingredients, the Poe’s essence and wild fairies. Still, he hoped to figure out what the toad he had was useful for his potions.
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