Live Your Own Story in Hyrule

Fred finishes serving everybody and then serves himself. He ladles an extra helping onto Kala's plate and he sits down next to her, as there was an open seat. He smiles warmly and says, "Please, everyone, enjoy."

Kayo raises his glass as Fred sits. "To our wonderful chef! May we share many more adventures together."

Fred gulps guiltily as Kayo toasts him, but he raises his glass anyway and responds, "To our crew! We are finally back together again."

Irina smiles bittersweetly to Fred and raises her glass, which still had some Bokowine! Yum.

Mipha bowed her head lightly at Link's thanks to her. She was more than happy to assist in his healing and longed to do so. Her impact still lingered with many of the crew and she wanted to make certan that she made good on her duties and responsibility to heal. Her hands rested atop one another, awaiting the opportunity to get to work. As the tunic is removed, she reaches out to receive it and fold it carefully, then proceeds to hold the folded clothing in her hands. This...wasn't some cloak that was draped over him. This was his tunic and it's no longer on his body.

Now, she was able to observe his wounded form. His wounded, scarred and wonderful form that she was now obligated to restore.

The tunic is set aside and given a light brushing to straighten out despite its clearly ragged condition after the fighting and use it's endured, but no matter. Even this needed care.

Stepping forward she held her hands out and took a deep breath to compose herself and...nothing happened. Bringing her hands together, she rubbed the palms and extended her hands back out to no avail.

"If you don't mind, I would like to take a closer look. The damage you've sustained is excessive and I would like to see where I should best start." Maybe that might work.

Maybe.

Link waits patiently with a slight sense of anxiety as he isn't sure what he will feel in this condition… but he feels nothing. He opens an eye as if he were peeking, then turns around after Mipha speaks and looks at her.

“Of course, Mipha.” he says with an encouraging tone. He leans back so that she can examine the part where her trident pierced him earlier.

Mipha smiled, "Thank you." She figured it might be easier to beg forgiveness later, but for now she places her hands to Link's skin and takes special care to be as dedlicate as possible while working around the site where her trident pierced him. Her expression was pained and apologetic. The depth of the wound was more than she'd imagined and there was something to be said of how the weapon was removed as well.

There was some benefit to being this close, however selfish that need was. It was clear that his was a body that was battle tested, for better or for worse. She could feel the differences in how his body has healed over time. All the more reason for her to ensure she can restore him.

Now knowing the extent of the damage she wrought, she concentrates the green glow forms over her hands. She withdraws them just enough to hover over the main area. "I'm truly sorry I did this to you. I know it wasn't within my control, but still. It's clear the shadow took advantage of my weakness and used it as a way to harm you and the others."

Link's body is riddled with scars, burns, and other lesions that he has collected over the years. Despite his hardened exterior, he still appears vulnerable right now and gives Mipha free reign to work her magic.

As Mipha apologizes he gently shushes her. “Mipha… I know that wasn't you. This is… you.” He says that as he touches her hand as the green light appears.

The magic comes to him strongly and overwhelms him to the point that he needs to close his eyes. He takes in a deep breath, trembling, then lays back again to give himself to Mipha’s miracle.

Mipha looked away from her hands to Link's touch. He didn't say much, but what was said was enough. She made no effort to move his hand away, feeling it was right where it needed to be for the duration of his healing. "That means more to me than you can imagine," she admits quietly. "I will do all I can to bring you to a full recovery."

Link's breathing slows but becomes intense and continues to tremble. He doesn't respond verbally but her words appear to comfort him as he receives the magic. He suddenly twitches, then twitches again as his physiological state alters under the energy of the magic. Looks of pain flash across his face and small beads of sweat appear on his brow.

Mipha maintains her concentration, knowing this part of the process is difficult. "We are almost there. We'll soon be past the worst of it," she encourages Link through the moment. "Take deep breaths and release them slowly. This will help your heart maintain a steady beating rate and keep from overwhelming your body."

Though she was already doing so, she takes greater care to draw his focus to follow her own breathing tempo.

Link calms with Mipha’s words. He heeds them to focus his mind on the task of breathing and lets the magic flow. His body still trembles and shudders but his expression seems tranquil.

"You are doing well. Continue to follow my breathing. Before long, you will be out of this cot and eating to your heart's content with the others," she smiled softly. She couldn't very well allow her desires to overcome his chance to eat and socialize. Besides, she's had her fill and was happy to relinquish him to the next part of his healing journey.

A small smile forms on his face with the thought of food. Surely, the smell of freshly made food lingers in the air and on his mind. The sounds of chatter and tableware down the hall keep him in the present, but he focused on the sound of Mipha’s breathing and follows it. His face relaxes again, letting the magic flow through his body.

The chatter from the dining table is a big contrast from the medical bay. Irina has finished serving everybody some drinks and serves herself a small plate before carefully sitting on the table next to the crew. She takes small bites and smiles, listening to the group chat and joining their conversation.

"I never thought we would eat such good food when we entered this realm," Irina giggles. "Thanks for letting us join you," she adds while looking at Kayo and Tera with a warm smile.

Salvatore smiles, looking a bit embarrassed. "Haha, yeah. Her name is Oppi; I went on thousands of adventures with her when I was little. She was a gift from a distant aunt in Hytopia. I was a bit of a klutz and didn't have any friends, except for her."

"She got worn out over the years, but my mother always had the patience to mend it. Haha, you can still hear the rattle inside." Salvatore holds the toy close to Kanali’s ear so he can hear the faint tinkling sound, muffled by layer upon layer of fabric.

Kanali's beak smiles broadly when he hears the rattle. “It is an honor to meet you, Oppi. You must be very brave to have been on so many adventures. I am glad we were able to share this one.”

"And what a great adventure!"
Salvatore smiles as he packs everything into his bag. "And do you have a story to tell?"

Kanali scratches the back of his neck with his wing. He sits down next to Salvatore and shows his messenger bag. “To be honest, until recently, I hadn't ventured far from the Hebra valley in Hyrule. My uncle got me a job as a mail carrier and now I feel like I am exploring everywhere, including this fascinating place.” He looks around and up at the tree tops. “I never knew I would be a traveler but I quite enjoy seeing mew places and meeting interesting people.”

Salvatore smiles at Kanali. "Wow, you must have traveled a lot and seen wonderful places. I've never been to the Hebra Valley. What's it like?"

Kanali pulls out a map from his bag and opens it. He shows it to Salvatore and points to mountains. “It's very beautiful, but it can be difficult to get around. There are many hidden secrets all around.”

Salvatore looks at the map with interest and fascination, observing the places Kanali is pointing out. "Wow, I've never been this far from Hateno Village."

Then Salvatore looks around. "Before today ha ha" he laughs, resting a hand behind his neck.

Kanali chuckles at the last comment. “This is definitely not a part that is on my map. I have no clue where I am… but speaking of which, shouldn't we be getting back now? I think I can remember more or less how I got here.”

I arrive in the castle town square with no idea where I am.

Kanali is sitting with Salvatore and they are discussing their return to Hyrule. He looks up at the stranger, nervous at first, but then calm when he realizes he isn't one of the Gorman brothers that they had run into earlier. He waves with his wing to the stranger, "Hello there."

Exhausted, Salvatore was dozing off when he snapped back to alertness upon hearing Kanali’s ringing voice: "Huh? Eh?" He turned toward Eugene, fearing it might be one of the Gorman brothers and jumping to his feet, but he quickly calmed down and sat back down.

Kanali eyes the stranger uneasily. He stands up and says to Salvatore, “Perhaps we should go now before we get into further trouble.” He offers his wing to his companion. “To Hyrule?”

"You're absolutely right,"
Says Salvatore, getting back up.
"We've rested enough, and the Gorman Brothers might still be looking for us."
Before setting off, he looks at Clock Town and adjusts the bag on his back.

I slowly wander the desert and I See a Male Gerudo standing next to a Mighty black stallion before I pass out.

*The King of Evil watches a feeble and foolish man collapse in the desert heat. He snorts in amusement and looks away.*

"It's not even that hot. Pathetic."

*Ganondorf's stallion chuffs and meanders over to the downed man and snuffles around his clothes. Seems the smell of treats is lingering. The Gerudo approves of his horse robbing a man.*

I slowly regain consciousness and wake up.

"What happened to me"? I say in a groggy tone.

The Gerudo King gives the poor unfortunate soul a once over.*

"Looks like you wandered where you don't belong, _fool_. Paid the price all must pay when they do not respect the sands,"

*A ball of energy forms over the hand Ganondorf raised while talking, pulsing orange.*

"And now, you're about to pay the price for not respecting her King," *Ganondorf cackles.*

"Sir please don't" I begin begging for my life.

"You rule these lands sir?"