Waking of Saturday, October 28, 2017 ~ 2
I wandered on down the road toward
a treehouse that looked intriguing. I had it out with the slew of Moblins up
top; but pacified as they were by my Moblin Mask, they couldn’t be kept at bay
for long once I started throwing punches.
I had almost polished off the last
of them when I heard the Blood Moon music.
That wasn’t good.
I quickly ransacked the three
treasure chests, headed for the ground floor, and was duking it out with a
Lizalfos when midnight struck.
Too
late.
When the vision ended I was
surrounded by baddies again.
I booked it.
There were Koroks here and
there.... another Shrine.... the Qua Raym Shrine? Maybe.
What else was around here....? I
knew I’d meant to take a bit more time visiting the South Mine, as the last
time I’d seen it I’d come tearing through under the influence of a certain
elixir, and was gone before I had seen much of anything. And it had that familiar music I’d
wanted to hear more of, too....
But I also remembered one of the
Gorons in town having mentioned an Igneo
Talus to be defeated at Darunia Lake. My
imagination flared up with more cannon shenaniganry.... that sounded like FUN....
And so I ran back to the lake at the
North Mine with its cannons and had a grand old time blowing up the resident
baddies.... but could not find a Talus to shoot anywhere.
Wasn’t
this a quest? I checked my sidequest log. Yes it was a quest.
I selected it, dropping a location marker
for this particular quest to show up on my map.
And show up it did. Right over
there. Across the lake and on the shore.
Out of range of the cannons.
No cannon shenaniganry this time.
:c
It looked like I’d just have to
kill it the old fashioned way.
So I did—after finding a perch low
enough to keep its attention but still high enough to protect me. (Don’t go for
the extra-high cliff; he’ll pelt you before you can climb out of reach.)
The quest log updated, and I went
back to report to whatever Goron it was that had set me to it. I remembered. It
was the apprentice of that—
Ah.
Hhhhh.
The apprentice of that Master Rohan.
I remembered. Or rather, I didn’t remember. For most of the points
of this particular sidequest had sailed in one ear and out the other due to the
fact that my mind had jammed like a
printer on that name:
Master Rohan.
And I wondered where my friend had
gone.
It’s been nearly three years.
....
Seemed this Goron Master Rohan too was an artisan. His apprentice—Fugo was his
name—thanked me with some reward or other, probably rupees. But Master Rohan
himself was.... a bit grumpy as I recall. Brooding and gloomy and crotchety.
Guess that’s a nut to crack some
other day.
I don’t even remember what their
whole deal was anyway. Fugo wanted some kind of acknowledgement or something
from his master....?
Hhhh.
Master Rohan.
I wandered on, eventually coming to
a place called Gorko’s Tunnel. It was
fairly short, and dead-ended, and there was a single Goron inside, swinging a
pick at the tumble of rocks at the far end.
None of my implements could speed
the work.
I gathered that the tunnel seemed
to lead to somewhere or something special, but I couldn’t get out of the Goron
what that could have been.
I couldn’t get it out of David
either. He was infuriating.
.... though I don’t suppose I’d
have it any other wayyyyy maybe.
So many dead ends just leave you so confounded.
Where do people go?
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