Hyrule (Main)

[Kismet]

[Iskra, Ezekial]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

Ah, so he’s a prescient. Iskra smiled, finally understanding. This man was unable to see her future, which explained his keen interest in her. The Empire kept an elite cadre of Oracles stationed throughout its domain, whose obvious purpose was to detect threats before they transpired. The Emperor himself was said to be an unbelievably powerful prescient, as he lived on several plains of existence at once. However, those with Oracular vision were unable to see each other, and so the Feodus and the Kirmizi played along a very thin line, each trying to keep their Prescients and seers hidden from the other. Among other things, Imperial Revenants were designed to hunt down and kill rogue or enemy Oracles, precisely because they were invisible to them.

On account of having already died.

When Iskra made her covenant with the Emperor, she very literally died, and her mark on history ended. The immense binding power of the contract was all that sustained her, leaving her undetectable to the Ezekiel Crows of the world. She focused back on the man, so obviously excited.

Toying with her glass, she joined the conversation. “My name is Iskra Likhovich, and as you’ve noticed, time is an inconsequential subject for me. Much like the value of human life.” She lifted her glass in a mock toast, then brought it to her lips, though she didn’t actually drink. “All caught in its web succumb to death. Speeding up the process is of no concern.” She smirked, as if something funny had just occurred to her. “I doubt your friends from Castle Town would agree though. What is it that you plan to do, Ezekiel Crow? Cut down all who inconvenience you in your violent tests?”

She had no idea whether Crow had been testing his visions of the future by killing those people, but it fit the pattern rogue Prescients often crafted. Altering the timeline to fulfill curiosity or needs. Setting down her glass, she resumed. “My interest in you will dwindle rather quickly if such petty objectives are all you have going for you.”

[serraskai]

[Iskra, Ezekial]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

"Hardly."

Ezekiel said softly. He felt she'd seen through him somehow, but he had many dimensions. One cannot look upon the surface of a lake and claim to have seen it in its entirety.

"My interests are not the sort of thing that I will simply give out to the first person to ask." He actually sounded like he was being polite. He had been too cruelly used in his own life to try and pull wool over this young woman's eyes, but by the same token she could probably still shoot him even with her eyes covered and her hands bound.

"No. What I want is not these petty actions. Time, no- eternity is relentless. When I first stumbled upon it, my mind could hardly contain such forbidden truths." Ezekiel leaned back, spreading his arms out as though he was to grab the heavens themselves. As he did so, the people of the bar assembled, each with a zombified look in their eyes. They stood at attention- their faces locked on the two with an intensity beyond Human measure.

"And as such," he said as he stood. He was getting showy, theatrical, and he knew it. He wouldn't stop. "Do you not feel with every fiber of your being, how we have become, like gods?" With every pause in his sentence, the people of the crowd removed knives from their pockets, purses, or even from one another. With the second stress, the raised them, and finally, on the word "god' they each rammed the blades into their chests.

"And as such, are we not indivisible?" Ezekiel motioned towards Iskra, his cryptic speech no doubt talking about their own meeting. "As long as a single on of us stands, we are legion." Stepping back across the bodies, Ezekiel broadened his arms, as if to say 'this is my proof' "So why then, if such godly peoples do exist, do we not, in turn, rule the world and everyone in it? Why do we stay in these societies, brushing shoulders with the mere man and woman of this dirt?" Ezekiel turned his back on Iskra as a show of trust. If she didn't believe him, she would shoot him dead. If she wanted to hear more, she need only ask. "Because we fear one another." He said softly. "We fear each other because we are doomed to death at the moment of birth." He smiled, knowing she couldn't see it.

"But as we are, we are beyond death."

[Kismet]

[Iskra, Ezekiel]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

Well. That…changes things. Iskra thought. No Prescient she’d ever encountered-or heard of, for that matter-had displayed such an…ability. Was this man also a psychic? Iskra inclined her head slightly, her pose thoughtful. She had sensed no attempts at psychic penetration, the psionic inhibitors grafted into her skull detected no mental interference…was it something different?

What a formidable combination.

Iskra smiled, folding her napkin into a tiny triangle and wiping a speck of blood of the table. “Those who try to grasp the coiling rope of time too tightly often find it to be venomous snake in disguise.” Nonchalantly, she flicked the napkin away. “I hope you’re prepared for this task, Crow. Gods tend to die at the hands of their loving subjects, omniscient as they may be. Why should I believe your glorious reign will end any differently?”

[serraskai]

[Iskra, Ezekial]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

Ezekiel turned, slowly, towards Iskra. She hadn't killed him- what a plus that was.

"My rule will be no different." He said softly, his glare filled with madness. "But I get the feeling that you don't work for your self, as I do."

Feeling he'd struck a chord before she even reacted, Ezekiel inclined his head, only slightly, and chose his next words carefully. "All I want is to know. You and your ruler can have this world and everything in it. But there will be no secrets from me. Not until I draw my final breath in this world." He sighed softly, well aware that Iskra could produce such a result at any time. But he also felt he could give her, and whatever god she served, the world they no doubt desired with ease. How could she pass that up?

[Mariomasher]

MM handed out supposedly useless wrappers. Empty, and ragged. "Before you ask questions, these are pastry wrappers, but they form into the pastry you imagine. Choose wisely, for you only have one use of it." Haylee thought of a delicious, creamy danish, and it appeared in her hand. She happily nibbled on it. Smashbro imagined his pastry as well, and each of them sat quietly and ate.

After breakfast, MM walked Smashbro and Haylee over to the map. "We're here," MM pointed to a room labeled 3, "And we need to go here." He drew a circle and labeled the room Twilit Fossil - Stallord. "I'm assuming the Zoras are there. So first we need to go North and then West, through door D. Door E is directly next to door D, just on the other side of a wall. Once through door E, we must navigate rooms 19-22. In room 22, there are multiple spinners, three I think. All doors so far have been unlocked without keys, so if we need a key, just bust through the wall, we have little time. After we get the spinners, we will return to this room to figure out the rest."

"Alright, but how will you remember where we are?" Haylee asked.

"Because we've beaten Legend of Zelda," MM put his hand on smashbro's shoulder.

"Beware in room 21," Smashbro admonished. "That room is a torture chamber. Knowing that it has been a while since it was last navigated by humans, it could be highly upgraded."

"Good point, stay on your toes," MM agreed. They departed North into room 26. Empty of everything but three spinner locks in the floor. The group continued West though door D. They descended into one room on the B1 floor. They navigated through the stranngely already solved puzzle, exept for the end. A large group of undead rose from the grave loaded with axes and swords.

"Ah, the classic Legend of Zelda puzzle, defeat the enemies to open the door," Haylee remarked. Smashbro slashed one in half, picking up his lower half and smashing another undead's face off. Haylee blew a gush of wind, piling the rest of the undead into a corner, MM froze them, and smashbro shattered them into many pieces. The door unlocked, leading though door E.

"Okay, room 19, the corkscrew room," MM said.

"Doesn't this room require turning stuff?" Smashbro asked.

"Yeah, but can't we push it?" MM questioned.

"Right," Smashbro recalled. The trio grabbed onto a outward jutting stone and walked around a cylindrical anchor in the room, moving a wall, exposing door E. The door was locked, but MM picked the lock with the end of his sword. Room 20. This room had invisible rats, large spikes ejecting from the ground, and was embedded in quicksand. "This'll be fun."

[Kismet]

[Iskra, Ezekiel]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

Oho. Well this was an interesting development. Again, Iskra ran a mental scan and a diagnostic on her psionic inhibitors. No psychic intrusion. Either this man was incredibly perceptive or he possessed powers that rendered her mental defenses worthless. She would assume and prepare for the latter and hope for the former. Still, either scenario would prove most interesting.

“The Emperor could have this world with or without your help, if he so wished it.” Iskra said coldly. But then she smiled and laughed, rising from her seat. There was no denying that Crow could indeed be useful. Possibly worth keeping alive. Iskra’s mission was not one of war, but dialogue and formality existed only when a mailed fist was held in reserve. Ezekiel Crow would form the base of that fist.”Very well, Crow. My sword will carve out the future you have envisioned.”

[smashbro]

OOC: Sorry it took me a while, but still not quite sure which room is which.

MM, smashbro and Haylee passed through the door, into the room with spikes, rats and quicksand.

"Oh my," Haylee said as the three saw the dangers ahead.

"Ok, well, I'll head off on my hoverboard first, it won't sink," smashbro said. "I'll draw us the correct route." And so smashbro held out his hand behind him, and slowly navigated the maze. He left white/grey energy leave his hand behind him, which stayed in place to mark the path. He stopped as soon as spikes popped up, and erased any extra energy but just waving his hand. He picked up where he had left off, and went on.

But halfway through the room, he realized that he was going ever slower than he had been, and that he was closer to the ground. Because he was not moving much himself, he had just realized that rats were all over him, bringing him down towards the sand. Even though he sent off energy to dispel them, the rats kept piling on. Soon his ankles were under the sand, and he was sinking quickly. It crept up to his knees as he called out, "Help!"

[Angel]

[Small Tavern]
[Hyrule]
[Kaimu, Angel V.4]

Out Of Character: It's not that easy my good fellows! Also I need a way to get started, something to do. If this post is a problem, just let me know.. but I think that I made it believable enough. [/right]

A singel cockroach, perched on the table in which the two strangers were sitting was doing the normal thing a cockroach might do. Very afraid of the people even if it was later on at night, the large female creature was perched on the table in a most undetectable way unless someone happened to actually be looking for her, sitting directly on the part where the underbelly met the leg of the table. This is where she had been since they two had sat down on the table, because they hadn't been alone in this land.

Kaimu had come back to Hyrule early that day in order to find the bin of toys she had left Angel in, starting to feel remorse for doing such a thing so hasty now that he had already found the key in making her compliant. The key to the key. He had seen the man first enter and act horribly suspiciously, as if he was expecting an attack at any moment. Might be cause for all the ruckus going on earlier this morning.. he thought solemnly. He had heard people talking, this being a place where news travels around fast due to paranoia the people seemed to suffer. Might be one of my targets. He started a mind link with the girl-cockroach that was nestled lovingly on his shoulder. He tapped her mind an gave her a action that her insect brain would have considered just like any other. So as if driven by her own instinct.. she had scurried over to the table and placed herself in this hard to see, hard to squish position (not that squishing was was a cockroach half made of metal would prove a very pleasant task). It was only after the time limit of sneaking had run out of her mind that she came back to him, and nestled softly on his hand. Instantly, all it's tiny memories.. enhanced by the nanomachines in that small body and the enhanced senses.. were of access to him. She was a wonderful tool, he thought to himself. An amazing find. At that moment, he petted (or stroked, I guess is a closer word) the roach softly on the top of it's head, it responding lovingly to his touches and asked it to stay with the body.. The body he had left a long time ago but was now maybe about to see some future use.. but was transparent and lightweight, outside in the alley at the moment. She scurried again, but this time out a weak hole in the wall and outside to her post in the night.

He stood up, and used the ability he had gained in that battle up in that faraway planet from a man that had been a poor excuse for a warrior. His body non-existent.. it always proved to him to be the most intelligent means of defense he was capable of. He walked slowly over in the direction of the bar before slightly turning, trying hard not to make any sudden movements in their direction. Due to the nature of the conversation he had just heard in the mind link.. he was sure that they would be horribly on edge for some kind of attack. No need to spook them before he wanted them spooked. Making a small glance at the man sitting next to the woman.. he spoke in a soft voice that only they could have heard.

"Can you read MY future then?".. wondering if he could read the bodies future.. the future he had stolen from Angel. The future of the vessel his soul was currently in.. and even then.. what about all the other futures he had stolen, the futures of the souls that still remained very much intact within him. Talk about too many receptions at once. They had futures too, even if it was just as a peaceful boring race such as the Peacekeepers.. or plants.

[The Master]

A rat runs in fear for its life from its hiding place. From the darkness of the aley a massive figure steps from the black. He turns his head from one side to the other, surveying the scene.
The few vagrants that pass by avert their gaze from the man, although he was dressed strangely they did not dare look to long for fear of reprisal.
As the man steps forward onto the cobblestone streets he looks down at the few humans around him, the sight repulses him. These vermin were no better than the rat that had just so recently flead from his boot. They were a plague, a cancer apon the earth and even to be close th a population made his stomach turn in disgust.
His face twists into a grimace from the effort used to hold his contempt in, he had come here to do a job and was not to be detured.
The man looked up twords the towers of the castle and smirked, that would be a perfect place to begin. That would be a perfect place to begin the destruction of all human life in Hyrule.

[serraskai]

[Iskra, Ezekiel, Kaimu, Angel V.4]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

"Ah, there you are. I was beginning to wonder if I'd strained destiny a little to far this time." Ezekiel said as he slowly turned towards this new.... interloper? No, that hardly seemed like the correct word for it. Regardless, he kept his sly smile on his face as the newcomer arrived. This one was a shaky one, and his destiny was in constant flow, unlike most people who were infinitely predictable.

This one was his opposite for now, it seemed. A notion that caused him to hold his smile faintly, his maddening glare striking at his new conversation sharer, standing amongst the bodies. "And what might you want?" He said in a fake concerned tone.

"Never mind that. Since the two of you are here, I'm going to let you in on a bit of a secret." He turned his back dramatically, facing away from both his new ally and his possible foe.

"The hands are about to do something..... drastic. They are going to use measures more extreme than they ever have, and all the taint and cancer that are the 'so-called' forumers will be expelled. Others, such as myself, who were naturally born here, will not be effected. You'll see the animals react to it first, of course. They may not be even bothered by it, but they would much rather be spared the hand's wrath, and if they have to fight and kill or flee in terror to get it, then either way, they will."

[Millica Loise Kerensky]
[Gerudo Desert, outside the Arbiter's grounds]

((OOC: This is just me proving Ezekiel's point.))

Millica had started a small fire beside a great stone pillar, but still hadn't decided if her chosen location was of great tactical worth or a death trap. She cared little, really, because it was quickly getting late and she was starving. Over the fire she held a piece of dried jerky, well aware that the fire didn't help the flavor but she wanted it warm when she bit into the tough meat. Besides, it's not like there was much else to do.

A strike. A crashing sound. Far out into the desert, She could see them, ten of them. Ten massive, writhing wurms, leaping and diving into the dunes, crashing through the stone and headed away from the temple.

In amazement, Millica ran to the front of the temple and climbed the stairs there, watching the monsters disappear into the distance. But that proved to be the least of her worries.

The steps to the temple crumpled and shattered, and from the ground came the new foe. A claw, first. Then came a large, frightening, writhing body cloaked in slime with a very silhouette that screamed to her of it's murderous intent. Bringing it's massive claw to bear, the distant cousin of the Gohma family prepared itself to catch and kill Millica, who would prove a delicious change in it's diet no doubt, considering the only other things that seemed to come from the hole were instead Tektites, which swarmed from the gap with a frightening ferocity.

From the sand came more of those wurms, some massive in their ungodly weight to the point of actually inducing a sense of panic and fear in Millica, some large enough to devour the previous few whole, and even others larger than those. They towered over the pillar, the dark will of a wayward self-preservation idea burning in their eyes as they all bore down on the watcher of Karna.

[Link, several guards]
[Hyrule Castle town streets]

Over two hundred and fifty guards in Hyrule's castle town alone. Three hundred more on the outer wall,s and another one hundred strong in the castle. Not to mention at least a thousand strong citizen soldiers who would gladly fulfill the duties of a guard if they saw a situation dire enough. And yet, out of all of these, not a single Nayru-blessed person had seen who murdered a pair in cold blood!

Several of them had even confronted the man, and not one even got a shot in. Worse, this mysterious "other" warrior had shown up out of nowhere and confronted him as well, and now she was gone as well. Could this day get any worse?

Link made a mental note to never, ever ask himself that question ever again.

He saw it in the distance before it actually had the chance to do anything. A giant. At first Link had thought it a large Goron, but no, it wasn't. It was a giant the likes of which he'd never seen- it came up from the dirt and shambled in place for a moment as the rock and cobblestone debris of the street gathered, forming it's body.

But there was something odd.

They didn't attack the villagers. They didn't so much as give him a second glace, even with the Master Sword Drawn. No- they all marched defiantly towards a man Link didn't recognize, dressed in a manner he couldn't place, looking grim with a hammer on his belt.

Dear Zelda; to you I leave all my worldly possessions. Except the triforce. It gets buried with me.

[The Master]

As Valkin glanced down from the palace he noticed a new figure from the corner of his eye. With a turn of his heel faced the rock beasts, he had no idea where they came from nor how they came to be but this mattered little to him. They had presumed themselves worthy to face him in combat, and that was all the justification he needed for what he was about to do.

Valkin Pulled His hammer from his belt, its ebony metal gleemed in the sunlight, and with a flash he was on the first of the beasts. He brought the Immortal down apon its head and with the impact it crumbled into dust.

Now he knew the weakness of his enemy, now he knew how to kill them. But there was no time to thing for in an instant three of them were on him, clawing and climbing trying to pin him down. With a burst of strength Valking spun in place, using his hammer as a wrecking ball, destroying all in a small raduius around him.

Now as he looked up he could see even more than before, they were spawning like flys on a carcass. He needed a quick distraction for his newly hatched plan to work. With a single hand he grabbed the nearest civilian by the collar, as the man looked into valkins eyes in terror he saw only cold blackness starring back.
"It hartens me to know your race is good for something."
and with that chilling comment valkin gripped the man tightly by the neck, transferring the power that would usually be used in his lightning trow into the mans body. With a cold grin valkin hurled the man into the largest crowd of the beasts and on impact with the group the civilian exploded into blood, flesh and lightning, dispatching at least ten of the things.

With more and more coming for him Valkin took a relaxed pose, rested his hammer apon his sholder, cocked his head to one side to look at the beasts and with a sinister grin and a disturbing giddyness to his voice he coldly commented to the monsters.
"There are plenty more civillians to go around."

[Mariomasher]

Smashbro was sinking, and fast. Haylee and MM knew they had to do something. "Hold on Smash!" MM called as Smashbro struggled. He threw ice down in front of him and skates ejected from the bottom of his feet. He raced over but was hit by spikes suddenly came from under him. He launched next to Smashbro. "Oh, hey! How's it going?" MM joked, though he realized that he was in a serious situation. He waved to smashbro as if saying goodbye and dove under.

"MM!" Haylee cried. Smashbro suddenly began feeling lighter, but still immobile from the quicksand. Haylee quickly pulled on Smashbro's arm. Ineffective. She gave another tug and this time wind uplifted from the sand. Smashbro moved upward and onto the sandy stone ground. The wind caused the sand to have a few valleys in it for a moment and MM's hand shot out of the sand. Smashbro pulled him out.

"All because of the damn rats," MM gasped.

"Yeah," Smashbro laughed. They pulled the chain and proceeded into Room 21. A torture room, filled with things to avoid. Large, rotating, spiked, dual armed machine; swarms of scarab bugs;plant bombs; and multiple regenerating Stalfos. "Oh, joy."

They moved as a single unit, first getting by the machine. They raced for the hall as the first arm passed and hit the floor as the second came around. Waiting in the next room was a large swarm of bugs. Easily fought off, the group proceeded. Regenerating Stalfos attacked them, without death, it made the trio put in a real precipice. "Lets get the spinners and go!" MM called. They vaulted over the sand blocking the way to the chest. Three spinners, one for each Forumer, was awarded. They each hopped on their spinners and bolted out of the torture room. "Only one last place to go, Stallord's Shrine!"

Returning to room 26, after vaulting back and forth in their spinners, they arrived at the gears. Each one of them placed their spinner in a gear and they all turned. The northern shaft was accessible now. They went through the shaft and jumped down onto a central pedestal, which was lowered when they got onto it. Then they arrived in a shrine, just as expected. A large mass of zoras were worshiping Stallord. One looked different and paused the session. "Hello, Hylians. How can I assist you?" He spoke kindly.

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"Actually, we're not Hylian, we're humans of the SSS, Super Smash Saviors. We came to prevent a disastrous vision my friend had," Smashbro explained.

"Oh? And what would that be?" the zora politely asked.

"Fire, death, destruction," MM walked forward. "My vision in a nutshell. Have you seen any unusual behavior?"

"No, not that I know of." Suddenly a small shard of black matter crashed down through the ceiling. "What's this?" The zora picked up the black shard and it embedded itself in his skin. A flash of dark struck the room and the zora clergy was transformed. He stood, or lay, as a burning dragon.



"I love how his transformation has absolutely nothing to do with a Zora," MM stated.

"Agreed," Smashbro commented. The new Clergy, Volvagia, burrowed 9 holed in the ground. He popped out of one and shot into another, his flaming hair lighting the room on fire. "This could be potentially bad."

"No, it's easy. Remember back to the OoT Fire temple. It's a whack-a-mole game, really. He has three choices, come half way out, spitting fire or clawing; come all the way out and breathe fire; or fly to the ceiling and rip apart the ceiling. Just this is a lot more dangerous." MM explained.

[Kismet]

Ah, there you are. Iskra had been wondering when the interloper would show up. She’d first noticed him when he hadn’t joined Crow’s brainwashed suicide crew. Ironic that simply being alive had given him away. She’d watched, quite literally, through the back of her skull, as she possessed a 360 field of vision and the ability to see through her own body like glass. She’d been mildly concerned when he’d seemingly faded from existence, but he didn’t seem interested in violence. At least at the moment. Still, Crow did not seem worried, and he could presumably foresee this meeting’s future outcomes, and their likelihood. Then again, Crow was insane. Best not to use him as a measure of a situation’s danger after all…

Iskra turned her default bored expression onto the newcomer, looking at him in the normal sense of the word. “Don’t worry. You can explain to me why you’re here.” She glanced towards Crow as he dramatically foretold of Hands’ future actions, the apparent gods of this world. “Elaborate, Crow. What do you mean?”

[serraskai]

[Iskra, Ezekiel, Kaimu, Angel V.4]
[Small tavern, Hyrule]

Ezekiel turned, slowly this time, to face both his ally and his possibly saboteur. "The hands are preparing for something big- something that will, quite literally, blast most of the intruders of this world into the next. There is a possibility that both you and I will remain here, however we can not gamble on this, as you are so far removed from my sight that it is impossible for me to see if they would overlook you." With that Ezekiel placed his book on a nearby table and pulled a piece of presumably scrap paper out of it. On one side was the sketch of a man, hulking in his demeanor, wielding a hammer and locked in a duel with the hero of time himself.

"First order of business; we need to recruit some muscle. You have the skill and brain, I have the foresight, but we need someone for the heavy lifting." With that, Ezekiel flipped the paper, revealing a rough, almost unintelligible sketch of a machine the likes of which he himself had never seen. "Secondly, we need one of these."

Ezekiel smirked at the intruder, Kaimu, with a bit of a smile. It had taken him some time, but he was finally ready to answer his question. "I cannot tell you the future that you seek here or now. But if you join me, then you will be welcome to receive all the insight you need from me." He spoke with a mischievous smile, the smile of a snake.

If not, then just try and stop me.

[Millica Loise Kerensky]
[Gerudo Desert, outside the Arbiter's grounds]

Millica ghosted the claw of the massive crab-like creature, placing her foot upon it's head and leaping off of it. Where could she go? It's not like she could fight these things. The Gohma, that was no problem. All the Tektites? Maybe an annoyance, but hardly a worry. The wurms? And one would be no problem, but this many was far too much. To make matters worse, Redeads wear clambering out of the ruins as she sliced yet another Tektite in two.

A wurm lunged but missed, smashing it's head into the steps of the temple and either knocking itself cold or dying on impact as it fell limp.

Sweat was already dripping from her face as she bobbed and weaved between claws, swords and teeth, her bloodrights saving her life all the while. If she ran into the desert, the wurms would overwhelm her from below. If she retreated into the temple, the onrush of Redeads would devour her. If she lept into the Gohma's hole, she would undoubtedly come face-to-eye with Queen Ghoma, a problem she really didn't need right now. If she stayed, she would surely die.

[Link, several guards, Malichai Valkin, several undead]
[Hyrule Castle town streets]

Without a word, Link motioned for the guards to rush the massive man, aiding the strange creatures. He himself stood back to observe how the man fought. It wasn't very noble, but if that's what it took for him to survive then that's what it took. Besides, all the other civilians of the town had fled already in an attempt to escape the harmless undead and the slightly-less-harmless stranger.

Unfastening his cloak, Link gripped his shield and readied all oh his tools as he prepared to face off with his opponent.

[Angel]

[Iskra, Ezekiel, Kaimu]
[Tavern]

Kaimu just stood there, unsure exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to learn more, he wanted to see how they reacted to what they had said and they hadn't done much.. which left him confused at how to proceed. Sure enough, hadn't been as sneaky as he thought he had been.. but that was fine. He was still under the influence of his transparency magic.. so if anyone tried to strike a blow to him it would prove useless anyway.. so he thought he would let them speak some more before doing this.

But what the man said next was troubling. He had no reason to lie, especially so openly to his other comrade. "I must find the girl I'm looking for soon then.. if what you say is to be true. I can't risk us being separated by a boundary that is impossible to reach. If you help me find her.. I would help you in your cause to the best of my ability until such a time that our goals clash. And if that does happen, I swear to inform you and give you a months time to deal with my betrayal to your cause." Kaimu was.. if anything, a man of his word. And if this man could glimpse the future, he wasn't going to risk playing the game like he did with Eiron. He hoped that they would give him some sort of assistance, because he needed to at least find her once before things went down. He had left her in that bin at Hryule.. but that was where the trail ended for him. He needed someone with better tracking skills or.. maybe someone who knew where she would be met.. either way.