Waking of Sunday, November 26, 2017
I went out onto the Sahasra Slope.
There had recently been a Blood Moon.
It was time to hunt Guardians.
The one in the gorge—that first
terrible moving one I had ever seen—went down without a hitch. Something even
happened as I sported with it on the rocky slope—it momentarily tipped over
backward, so that I could see a glowing orb of some kind set into its
underside—a weak spot?
I would have to research that further.
....Research. What a laughable euphemism.
The second one, across the gorge, was a little more
frightening, but I was able to take it down just the same. My Ancient Gear
collection was mounting up....!
The third one back toward the
village however.... Night was falling just as I engaged that one, and some
Stalcreatures burst out of the earth at precisely
the wrong moment.
I
lost an Ancient Arrow.
And
the Guardian was hammering me—
I warped back to Kakariko. Blasted Stalkoblins!
No....
No, it was another case of lack of
situational awareness, that’s what it was.
I looked up from the shrine’s warp
pad, and saw a familiar canvas peeping between the peaks across the valley.
Kilton was back.
I ran and sailed and climbed my way
over to him, and first snapped his pictograph—that soldier from the East Akkala
Stable wanted to have that.
But I realized the picture was only
of Kilton’s back, and the beak-like tatter of his hood. So I drew his attention
so that he turned around, and snapped another pictograph.
The quest-exclamation-mark was
still affixed to the back-picture in my album, though. Hm.
Eh,
whatever.
Kilton had some new wares for me to
look at—a Lizalfos Mask.... and a Monster Saddle and Monster Bridle. OuO
I was more careful with my
Mon-accruing this time, trading easily replaceable monster bits for just enough currency to pay for those
three items.
Heh,
the Lizalfos Mask is great. My head twitches just like a bird’s. XD
But I also wanted to see how that
new tack looked!
Wanting to keep to the road, I only
warped to the Dueling Peaks Stable, wondering if perhaps I could change tack
there.
It was raining when I arrived. Hino
griped to me that he couldn’t see the moon in this weather. But what was more,
everyone was inside! I couldn’t ask anyone about my horse’s gear.
So I warped on ahead to the
Outskirt Stable; the weather was clear there.
I had the girl put the Monster Tack
on Thrice. (I was sure he’d be okay with it. He’s been around Bokoblins before
after all.)
It looked wicked! OuO XD
Tattered and ragged, patched and
uneven, homespun as if by spiders from a forgotten cave on Halloween night....
with scary polo wraps to match! C8
It was cool! XD
And Thrice’s entire head was
covered—except for one ear, I think—and he had those bulging mesh
eye-covers—and mean-looking kind of plates
down the back of his neck—it looked so
scary! XD
Hah, I’d love to see David’s
reaction when he sees me riding with that
gear! ^_^
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