The Inner Gambit of Darkness - Continued (Part 2)

"Yeah, it's all going to plan so far," Konbei commented. "It'll be over soon. So where do you reckon we'll find the next one?"

"It's pretty nice, isn't it?" Celeste agreed. "I think you make a fine Sage."

"Thank you." Galenus said "I can feel the power of the forest sage coming from you, and it is very strong. They chose a good condidate."

"Yeah." Gwene said "I don't think I can take much more of sensing them." she looked up the mountain "Seeing as we have some peace now, should we go visit my godfather?"

"Sure," Konbei nodded.

"Oh, thank you," Celeste said genuinely and smiled at the compliment. "I never thought Sages would come from people with our origins..."

Gwene looked back at Celeste and Galenus "Are you two coming with us?"

Celeste glanced at Galenus. "Okay, sure, I have nothing better to do."

Galenus nodded, together the four went up to the forge of Gwene's godfather.

"You never said anything about having a godfather," Konbei said to Gwene.

"Sorry." Gwene apologised "I guess I never really thought to mention him. He is the one who made our swords." she looked back at Galenus and Celeste "I could ask if he could make you two some swords."

"It's fine," Konbei said as they walked to the man's house.

Russell was snoring on a chair when they entered.

Gwene sighed, she went up and prodded him in the ribs.

He awoke with a start and looked at her "Gweneth, goodness me, it has been a while since you come and paid me a visit."

(Test)

Ryan is seen walking with his trench coat no where to be seen and Samehada on his back along with Daemorakk, scars from the fight that Samehada couldn't heal were evident on his shoulders and body along with dried blood. Ryan was currently walking through Hyrule field, he planned on finding Konbei to hava a long chat.

Konbei looked at the man and gave him an upwards nod. "Hey," he said.

Nuala had stayed behind at Death Mountain. She slowly paced back and forth as she couldn't help but feel subtle urge of darkness had also escaped the Evil Realm, though she had no idea what it was...

Verron was perched on a rock close to where the Dragon had been slain, pouting. She had been ready to fight, ready to make up for her mistakes, and BAM. it was over without her even lifting a finger. "goddesses DAMN IT!" she seethed, flames swirling about in responce to her anger (a side effect of sagehood she'd have to figure out). Usually being saved from having to do any work would make the thief rejoice, but becoming one with her element had made her more volitile than ever. "steal my thunder why don't you" the Shiekah grumbled.

"....you feel it, don't you?" said a voice from behind Nuala.

(Hillsy, sent you a PM on this site.)

Dane left the inn with a cloak to hide his face. All he needed to do was steal the Royal Seal and forge a pardon letter for himself. Then he could get back on track to acheiving his dream of nobility. A voice in the back of his mind asked if this was still what he wanted, but he ignored it. He had worked his whole life to get to where he was now; he wasn't going to stop just when his goal was in sight.

Cyrus had fashioned himself a makeshift sling for his broken arm, he approached the rock Verron was sitting on "I'm sure something else will come up for you to test your new abilities." he smiled "Now, about that hot spring. Pretty sure I could use a good soaking in it."

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"Who are..." Russell began but stopped when he saw Konbei's sword "Ah, so you are Konbei. Names Russell and I run this forge." he gestured to the big workshop behind himself.

"Yeah," Konbei said as he went to shake Russell's hand. "Great job on the sword, too."

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Nuala folded her arms and turned to the person behind her.

It was Atticus.

"...well?" he said.

"You can feel it too, obviously," Nuala said, slightly bored.

"...what do you think it is?" Atticus asked.

Nuala sighed and sat down on a nearby rock. "I don't know to be honest. Usually I wouldn't mind a bit of evil in the world, but this," she paused and sighed again, "this worries me..."

"It is good to see we can agree on something, then." Atticus said. "...whatever it happens to be, we need to dispose of it soon."

"Hm, this is a first..." Nuala commented. "What's your theory then, Atticus?"