Waking of Saturday, August 12, 2017 ~ 3
That was probably the fastest I’d
ever bought clothes.
!
My male friends should be proud of
me. XD
The Firebreaker Armor was thick, and ruddy, the Greaves looked like
robot legs, and the Helm covered my whole head but for a bar-guarded visor in
the front for me to see through.
I still really wondered whether I’d
just made a big dumb purchase. I was moving so fast—did I want to replay any of
this? Savor it more somehow?
But I was here now. And here was
where I’d meant to come.
I’d forced my way in.
Hoo.
I decided to take a little walk to
catch my breath. I talked here and there, I saw items for sale, food for sale,
I met a young Goron selling Fireproof Elixirs in the thoroughfare (he became
quite waspish as I regrettably refused him). There were a few other shops I saw
as I wandered around, as well as an inn.
This inn didn’t offer regular beds
and slightly more expensive soft
beds, as I’d seen elsewhere in Hyrule; but rather regular stays and—for a
similar extra fee—body massages.
Allegedly this would leave you feeling more rejuvenated and energized in the
morning, although.... it was hard to keep from imagining, rather, what a
pitiful pulp I’d be mashed into beneath those huge Goron fists....
Perhaps what surprised me most
inside the inn, however, was the sight of a Gerudo
kicking back in a chair by the window.
I spoke with her. Yamella I think
was her name.
“Sav’aaq,” she greeted me,
“Flirting in the middle of the day are we? Bold.”
WAT. ._. “That’s not what I—” Who the heck was this lady? “Aren’t you hot?” I asked her.
But she said she had slathered
fireproof elixir over her skin. “There’s a Goron brat outside selling it, if
you want any,” she said.
Yeah I’d met him.
Yamella was a jeweler, visiting
here for the minerals. But again, Vah Rudania slowed up her business as well.
After a short walk around town, I
followed my shrine-detector up to the resident Sheikah Shrine, and beat it. On
the walk back, a Goron named Bargoh made me grin when he asked, “What are you
doing here, little guy?”
Little guy? It was like something I’d say to a small animal.
Heh, I guess Hylians are kinda tiny
compared to Gorons.
Well.... Goron City was reached,
the heat was averted, and the natives were restless.
It was time to talk to that elder
Goron beneath the blinking yellow dot on my map.
Bludo was his name. He was huge and
old, and stooped, and he was the boss of this town.
Heh, “boss”. That’s what they called him. There was something....
charmingly blatant about that title.
Vah Rudania itself allegedly didn’t
pose much of a problem to the Gorons—they could handle the Divine Beast.
It was the fact that it kept coming
back.
No matter how many times they beat
it back with their giant cannons, it always returned to stomp around the
volcano’s cone.
But there was another problem.
Bludo seemed to have overstrained his back, and it was very painful for him to
move, let alone operate the cannons. Even as he spoke to me, there were a
couple of times his muscles spasmed and his back emitted a superlow hardcore
flesh-coated CRUNCH.
Ouch. >_O;;
He had sent a young Goron named
Yunobo to fetch some painkillers from the store of supplies up at the North
Mine, but Yunobo hadn’t come back yet.
Three guesses what he asked me to
do next.
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