Waking of Monday, March 6, 2017
Well, Bolson wanted thirty bundles
of wood? I’d get him thirty bundles of wood.
I left Brown by the house we wanted
to buy—heh, I seem to have been including him in my first-person pronouns
lately—and took off into the hills. That house (it takes a great deal of
concentration to not say “my” house), being way up near the end of the village,
opened right onto a grassy, hilly wilderness. And I knew there was a big stand
of trees somewhere along the ridge....
There were also some moblins. Whom
I bombed. Because I didn’t want to deal with them up close.
They are quite large, the moblins
in this game.
Besides, I didn’t know just how
long my Iron Sledgehammer would last.
But I know where two more of those are....
From dawn to dusk I was about this
endeavor. But I didn’t know how long my axe
would last either—and then it dawned on me: In bombing the moblin, I had
accidentally knocked down a tree or two....
!
I could just blow up the whole
forest! :D
And so some time that day I put
away my axe, and only let the wild wilderness resound with the Gift of Ja Baij.
They’re very talented bombs. They could even turn fallen logs into wood bundles.
Cool.
And when the sky was darkening and
I had felled every single thin tree in the vicinity (I left the thick ones
alone), which came out to exactly the thirty bundles I needed, I climbed a hill
to paraglide back toward Hateno Village again (it takes a great deal of
concentration to not just say “home”).
As I sailed I saw someone with a
lantern walking along the ridge through the tall grass.
“Who’s this?” I wondered, and
slowed my flight, angling downward.
I landed next to her, and she was
trying to think of a word.
Her name was Traveler.
Oh
no....
“It starts with L and ends with
K.... What was it again....?” she wondered.
I tried to, uh, help her out with
suggestions such as Lurk, Lick and Leek, but none of those were it and.... soon
there was only one option left.
“Link?”
As Luck would have it, that was the
right answer. She looked happy as a Lark—a very evil Lark—as she dropped all
pretense and gave me battle. She went down easier than the others had, but not
for Lack of trying; I was just catching on to their fighting style. When they
stand still, charging up an orange energy cloud, then is a good time to go Lunk
‘em on the head or slash ‘em with your sword or use whatever you’ve got. Dang Lank creepers.... Do they all keep
finding me by chance, or is there some kind of information Leak among my
friends? How do I keep my whereabouts under Lock and key....
Okay, Look, fine, I’ll stop. Gosh.
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