Live Your Own Story in Hyrule

Fred grins to Revali and then says to Kayo, “You see, I will be in good hands… and wings.”

He then turns to Mipha and says, “Oh, your highness. I would very much like that. Thank you.”

Irina does take some time to come back, but when she does, she had changed into a light and comfortable dress, like she usually wears. Her hair is still a bit wet and she is barefoot, the armor cleaned from any blood remnants, folded and held carefully in her hands.

She offers it to Link. “Thanks again. Please be very careful with it.” It's clearly very precious to her.

Looking at the group again, she smiles, “Well, we know we are stealing Fred away,” she grins a bit, “but what is the plan from now on? Are you going back to Hyrule?” She asks to Revali and Link.

Link takes the armor and holds it carefully, not intending to let it go for now. He glances at it for a few moments and seems to be making mental notes on what he intends on doing with it.

“I suppose it is now time for us to go. I am not sure if there is anything else we can offer here. Now that the sword is back we can likely use it to continue our battle. Hyrule needs us.” He says this to Irina and the others as his fingers examine the broken armor.

"See? You're already starting to fit right in." Revali grins at Fred. He then turns his attention to Irina, taking note that she's no longer in the armor. "The plan for me has always been to return to Hyrule. I still have to resolve my splitting issue. Also, it's a place I know. Being here is fine and all, but it's...charm hasn't grown on me."

Mipha nodded approvingly at Fred's receptiveness to a tour. She might yet get him to stick around the Domain. "I would love to stay here and help to find more of those vessels, but it's my hope that you all will find them and much more here. Returning to Hyrule is our priority and ensuring its safety. I've had a wonderful time here and hope to assist with any future endeavors."

Now that she's finished with food and drink, she begins to stand from the table. "And now that I have finished here, I must resume my healing duties. I won't be going anywhere until I am certain I have tended to each person who needs it." She turns her attention to Irina. "You will be my next patient. We'll be getting started immediately so your wounds don't have time to set."

Mipha's response is unexpected but Irina accepts the change of plans with a smile. “It seems like we will all be going back to Hyrule, then. Well, not all…” she looks at Kayo and his crew, “unless you would like to join us,” she extends an invitation with a smile.

It is her turn to be healed and Irina’s attention goes back to the Zora princess. “Yes, your highness. I appreciate it.” Still moving slower than usual, Irina bows her head to the group and walks to the medical bay.

Mipha follows after Irina, keeping close enough to be of any help just in case it was needed. It was a slow walk, but a safe one and that was of greater importance. "Now, this healing might take some time. I see you've changed out of the armor and washed up. This is good and helps the wound not to fester too quickly."

Her statement was two fold. The armor did have to go, but it wasn't necessary to remove. She was still uncertain of how to feel about it being worn. Extending her hand to the available cot, she encourages Irina to lay down. "Once you're settled, I'll begin examining your wounds to see how they're doing before I begin. I wish to make sure I am applying my healing effectively."

Irina closes and locks the door behind them without a second thought, giving them some privacy.

Moving carefully and painfully, she changes out of her dress and into the simple black tank-and-shorts underlayer she wears beneath it, then eases herself onto the cot.

Once settled, the extent of the damage is easier to see: the fresh trident wounds across her abdomen, still tender from the attack, along with an older scar running across her left shoulder from a battle long ago.

Mipha took the dress in hand and set it aside carefully. She then turned to face Irina and stepped forward to observe the wound. It was much the same as Link's, with some differences in depth. Still, the idea she managed to pierce through both of them is enough to make her heart sink with how terrible the attack truly was.

"Do you mind if I take a closer look?" She inquired. "I will need to use my hands, but I will take great care not to aggravate the wound any further. It will help to inform me of how much work I will need to do."

Irina gives a small nod, though she tenses a little in anticipation. “Of course.”

She takes a slow breath and tries to relax against the cot, clearly expecting that the examination itself may not be particularly pleasant.

Mipha is acutely aware of the tension and she doesn't blame Irina for feeling that way, given what happened before. She draws closer and gently works her fingers around the wound, already feeling the heat of inflamation and irritation from it.

"Link's wound was much the same way," she began. "But, we managed to restore him back to his usual self. I fully intend to do the same with you," she offers a small smile in a bid to ease some of the concern.

"I only regret I wasn't able to get to you both sooner. But now that you've eaten, it should help this process go a bit more quickly. Let's work on taking deep, slow breaths. Just follow after me." She keeps her voice low and calm as she proceeds with the demonstration.

"I am very glad you were able to restore his wounds. You are so kind. The group would not have made it this far without you," Irina responds, thankful.

She closes her eyes and tries to follow Mipha's breathing, though she winces when the examination reaches one of the more tender areas.

"Well, it could be argued we were set back just as much because of me." Mipha considered aloud only to shake her head and sigh softly to herself. "I apologize. I am grateful for your thanks. We've gotten this far and that is what should matter at this moment." Once she's finished her examination of the wound, she retracts her hands and proceeds with healing.

"With all we've been through, I feel like I should know well enough that you're a fighter. Still, I didn't expect to see a scar like the one you have. To have survived it is remarkble."

Irina opens her eyes again and glances toward the old scar on her shoulder. “That? Oh, that one was a Lizalfos, a long time ago. Link also got injured that time.” she says with a small smile. “I really didn't know what was doing back then. I don't even think I do now; I just try to help everybody survive.” She chuckles, even though it hurts when she does.

Her expression softens as she looks back to Mipha. “And you were not the only one who hurt people here. I shocked everyone too... None of us chose what happened. Please don't worry about it.”

"I can't say that I haven't noticed," Mipha chuckled. "But, that shock was exactly what I needed. It was terribly painful, but deserved and necessary. It was worth the pain of it if it meant I could stop hurting others and begin helping. What bothers me the most is I can't recall any of it. It makes me feel as if I can't be properly accountable. Everyone has been so kind, yourself included, in trying to encourage me. I suppose I just have a tendency to worry."

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?"