Waking of Friday, January 19, 2018
In the morning I bought all of
Shailu’s arrows—normal, Fire, Ice, Shock, and Bomb. The Bomb Arrow was....
expectedly more expensive, though expecting it did little to soften the deal.
And then Shailu was out of stock.
She’d only had one of each.
....
So outside, I bought all of Beedle’s arrows.
I still was not giving him my
Energetic Rhino Beetle, though.
After this I explored a part of the
bazaar I had not gotten to before—the part that first made me recognize the
place as holding one of my memories. I’d seen it from way, way far away on the backside of the Gerudo Highlands, long, long
before:
The large, characteristically bulbous rock formation jutting high
above the inn, draped on all sides with rugs on ropes so that it almost
resembled a hot air balloon.
It was easy enough to find the
couple of ladders that led up to the top. But when I got there.... nothing was
there.
That was strange, I thought. David
had seemed so full of anticipation for when I climbed up there.
Then again it wouldn’t be the first
time we gave each other puzzled looks over game happenings or non-happenings
that didn’t line up between our separate playthroughs.
Seems the event programmers rather did the thing properly in this open
world....
With nothing left to do in town and
daylight starting to burn, I set out for Gerudo Town to the southwest.
But not far from the oasis, I
started to pant and sigh—it was too hot.
So I put on my Flamebreaker Armor.
It didn’t help.
What?
:c
I ran back toward the cool shade of
the bazaar—Why didn’t my Flamebreaker
Armor help? It could withstand the heat of the volcano. It could keep me from spontaneously combusting! Couldn’t it do
anything to insulate me from the desert heat?
Or did it perhaps act like an oven
instead?
Ughh....
On the way back to the bazaar I
struck up a conversation with a Gerudo who was running in my same direction.
Kyra was her name.
“Okay... it’s a voe. You can do
this. Remember your training,” she muttered under her breath.
Oh
my gosh what. X-)
She then launched into a romantic
introduction outlining how she was going out into the world searching for her
dreams. “You’re a part of my dreams, aren’t you?” she asked with a cute,
girlish bounce in her posture.
The available responses made me
laugh:
“You’re my dream girl!”
. . . . or . . . .
“Just a guy takin’ a walk.”
XD
Eh in the end I decided I didn’t
want to lead her on. “Just a guy takin’ a walk,” I said, and she immediately dropped
her girlish air like a sack of potatoes.
“If that’s the case then there’s no
more point talking to you,” she deadpanned with all the tenderness of a cactus.
Dang.
I guess.... she had good training
at least. She had seemed like such an eager young n00b....
Why
didn’t my Flamebreaker Armor work?
I guessed I would need to make some
cooling elixirs for myself. Or only travel at night.
At the bazaar I found some other
people to talk to, including one Robsten, who said his caravan leader had gone
to Gerudo Town to negotiate entry, but had not come back yet.
Hmmm....
Another young man standing on a
little scaffold behind one of the piles of goods said he was watching the
sandstorm around the Gerudo Highlands, waiting for it to clear, so he could go
for the treasure it concealed....
Hmmmm....
Huh!
I tried running back toward the
mountain. Maybe that would be different—
Nope.
Too hot that way, too.
I was stuck.
Well, not really. But I didn’t want
to warp away; there were no shrines nearby.
Hmm.
I made a cooling elixir. But....
Well I’ve never been one for
elixirs.
I decided to wait for nightfall.
In the meantime I spoke to Kyra
again, wondering if she had anything different to say. She didn’t, and I was
once again “Just a guy takin’ a walk”, and once again dismissed just as coldly.
It was an interesting hobble, being
held captive by the desert sun. And nothing
I could don would form a permanent
solution against it!
Well, I guess it does make sense.
And I would know.
But when the sun finally began to
sink and the desert began to cool off I ran out for Gerudo Town, wearing my
Lizalfos Mask, just in case.
I once again met Kyra running the
other way.
“You again?” she said, “I’m on my
personal journey of learning and discovery so it would be great if you could
not disrupt it.” She paused. “Unless... Do you think you’re part of my destiny?
My dream life?” Or some such words.
Eh, third time’s the charm. Just to
see what would happen, I answered with a big hearty “You’re my dream girl!”
Kyra straightened up at once and
said, “My vaba always said nothing’s so shady as a voe who talks about dream
this and dream that. I guess she was right.”
OUCH. XD
I felt kind of pathetic in the
Lizalfos Mask.
Why
are Gerudo so tall....?
“Run along, voe. I’m busy,” she
said, and left.
Wow.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Carrying on.
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