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Passage into this world would not have been easy, and there would have been an odd sensation like ripping through the remains of a barrier that tried to keep him out, but was too tattered and torn to work properly. Thankfully, the gods were with him in one respect. He could have easily landed in a company of the King's Own, or the Queen's Riders, or the Palace Guard. Instead he dropped down just outside the palace in front of a youngster, all of eleven years old - though topping five feet already at that age, heading to the city proper.
Kel stopped dead, seeing a boy with pointed ears appear out of nowhere, then drew her small knife, wishing she had her naginata, or even one of the horns the pages used on their field trips. She didn't even have her dog or the birds with her, all of whom had proven themselves this past year. But she was still a page of the kingdom, to the shock of all, and she was not going to let some immortal get past her. Even if this was the first time she'd ever seen an immortal that looked like a kid.
But with those ears, and appearing like that, he had to be an immortal? Right?
All of this was running through her mind, but none of it showed on her face. Her expression was blank, as though she were a carved statue of a person rather than flesh. Her stance was practiced, though she never thought to be fighting off an immortal with just a belt knife, no matter how fine the black handled blade was! Her brown hair was cut short above her ears, her hazal-green eyes watched him with no seeming concern. No seeming emotion at all, really.
But Mithros' spear! She could at least have a weapon or back up or something!
<i>No, Kel. Stone</i> she reminded herself sharply. <i>No, not stone. A serene lake. </i> she needed to be able to flow into her motions, rather than stiffen up.
"Who are you and what business have you here?" she asked, and her voice - as emotionless as her face - was pretty much the first, last, and only hint that the person menacing him with a short blade was female.
Kel stopped dead, seeing a boy with pointed ears appear out of nowhere, then drew her small knife, wishing she had her naginata, or even one of the horns the pages used on their field trips. She didn't even have her dog or the birds with her, all of whom had proven themselves this past year. But she was still a page of the kingdom, to the shock of all, and she was not going to let some immortal get past her. Even if this was the first time she'd ever seen an immortal that looked like a kid.
But with those ears, and appearing like that, he had to be an immortal? Right?
All of this was running through her mind, but none of it showed on her face. Her expression was blank, as though she were a carved statue of a person rather than flesh. Her stance was practiced, though she never thought to be fighting off an immortal with just a belt knife, no matter how fine the black handled blade was! Her brown hair was cut short above her ears, her hazal-green eyes watched him with no seeming concern. No seeming emotion at all, really.
But Mithros' spear! She could at least have a weapon or back up or something!
<i>No, Kel. Stone</i> she reminded herself sharply. <i>No, not stone. A serene lake. </i> she needed to be able to flow into her motions, rather than stiffen up.
"Who are you and what business have you here?" she asked, and her voice - as emotionless as her face - was pretty much the first, last, and only hint that the person menacing him with a short blade was female.
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Date: 2018-11-05 01:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-11-05 02:01 pm (UTC)She wasn't sure if rock people and water people meant miners and fishermen or if it was more literal.
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Date: 2018-11-05 11:17 pm (UTC)For a moment he thought about the Great Deku Tree telling him to leave the forest, and how it hadn't made a lot of sense at the time. He'd half expected to keel over when he crossed over the bridge away from Saria....
"Your country must be very large."
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Date: 2018-11-06 05:03 pm (UTC)Numair chuckled. "A lot depends how you are defining large, by landmass size? By over all territory including oceans? Population?"
She poked him in the ribs. "Once he starts with lists he'll be all day."
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Date: 2018-11-07 12:18 pm (UTC)Although, it was likely Hyrule would expand in its current timeline. His current timeline, at least. With Ganondorf imprisoned and awaiting execution----oh, he really needed to go home and supervise that, but, there was no way the King would let him......
"But, Hyrule has some pretty cool places, like Death Mountain."
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Date: 2018-11-08 06:50 am (UTC)Numair looked like he swallowed sommat sour.
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Date: 2018-11-08 12:01 pm (UTC)Typical adults.
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Date: 2018-11-09 12:45 pm (UTC)"I think he must've gotten him while he was a baby. But, Ganondorf and his mothers had some skill in mind-control magic. I know he used mind-control on him."
The dragon's dying word had been his own name, after all. "Link..."
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Date: 2018-11-09 12:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-09 07:24 pm (UTC)"Ganondorf is not a good person," he said, distracted, not wanting to know their reactions if they knew he'd killed the dragon he'd mentioned.
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Date: 2018-11-10 02:40 am (UTC)"So mote it be," Daine said softly.
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Date: 2018-11-10 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-10 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-10 12:42 pm (UTC)"I had to kill him."
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Date: 2018-11-10 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-10 09:12 pm (UTC)"No, I had to kill Volvagia, the dragon," the boy corrected, already looking for an egress if he needed to leave quickly. He wasn't about to fight these people, after all.
"Ganondorf was feeding my friends the Gorons to him. His mind was too far gone for me to help. He wasn't himself again until he was already dying."
Just don't ask how this small child killed an adult dragon.
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Date: 2018-11-11 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-11 12:54 am (UTC)Gorons were not known for their courage, aside from Darunia. Despite being hulking individuals of incredible strength, bravery was not a common trait. They simply couldn't fight back.
But, then, even the best fighters had failed against Ganondorf. Skill had very little to do with it.
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Date: 2018-11-11 04:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-11-11 12:14 pm (UTC)Link paused. "I don't sleep great at night, but, I'm no monster."
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