Waking of Thursday, August 2, 2018
I’d already beaten the Divine Beast
Vah Naboris.
But it wasn’t until this Monday
that I remembered the Four Slate Functions’ correspondence to the Four Divine
Beasts.
Cryonis for Vah Ruta.
Bombs for Vah Rudania.
Magnesis....
Magnesis was the corresponding
function for Vah Naboris.
And that just left....
Stasis.
Owa Daim, what in the world does
your Divine Beast have in store....
I was in the desert. Trying to find
Pokki.
I ran through the Iceway Pillars to
the Icehouse, gathering hecktons of Safflina on the way, but getting no new
information from the sleepy Anche.
David asked what I was doing.
“I’m looking for Pokki.”
“Who’s Pokki?”
“She’s been missing,” I say.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Well, I really just want to get
the password and get into the clothing shop. The armor shop.” Whatever it was
in there....
And David LAUGHED at me! Uh! Why, David?
“You STILL haven’t done that?” he drawled.
I fumed beneath my skin and ran
back to Gerudo Town.
I spoke to everyone in the
canteen—that poor Gerudo, Deltan, was still crying over whatever stupid voe had
wronged her. But the lounge ladies still wouldn’t tell me their password.
I swiped at them with a giant
Guardian Axe.
I threw the barrel.
“They won’t tell me,” I said.
“Are you suuuure?” says David.
David
you’re so freaking smug sometimes.
I looked around the lounge.... I
had tried getting up on the roof and
eavesdropping from there, but—
. . . .
There was a window.
I noticed a window in the wall
behind them.
A
window to the adjoining structure.
I could feel David’s.... regard, as I had centered the view on
it, and then more intensely as I leapt down to the street to make my way into the
other building.
And as Link is just SO wont to do,
I busted in the door, caring not a button for whoever was inside or whether I
was welcome. I just made my way over to that danged decorative grate....
The password was G, S, C, and a
Diamond shape. I think it stood for Gerudo
Secret Club or something like that.... I didn’t commit it to memory. I just
booked it straight back to that door in the rear of the clothing shop.
This
was it!
I gave the correct password, and
Greta let me in.
The door opened onto an abrupt
wall—I’d come into the side of a narrow hallway. This opened up further to my
left. The air was filled with a strange purple haze like perfumed heat....
I walked the length of the passage
to the dimly-lit room beyond, and saw.... something....
mounted on some mannequins on the far side, what
the clothes were those? Glowing skeletons like Day of the Dead....
“Oh, haven’t seen you around here
before,” said Greta. But she welcomed me all the same. She told me this was the
only place in town to find Gerudo clothes for voe, which was illegal.
Oh
dear, contraband, is it? >:)
Greta continued, “But I’ve never
seen a voe disguise himself as a vai, like you have.”
I jolted backward in shock!
“Don’t worry,” she said, “I won’t
give away your secret.” She said she had plenty of secrets herself, and I
gathered that if we could just let each other be with whatever we wanted to
hide, we’d get along famously.
Turning from the Skeleton set, I
looked behind me at some mannequins I hadn’t seen clearly from the hallway.
They held DESERT VOE TROUSERS, SPAULDER, AND
HEADBAND—AND THEY OFFERED HEAT RESISTANCE!
THIS COULD BE MY DESERT GEAR! :D
Mmmm but I didn’t have enough on me
to buy the Desert Gear and the
Skeleton Suit. I needed to choose.... What
were those Skeleton Clothes for....?
I hemmed, and decided that.... the Desert Gear was more readily useful, and
so I bought that first. All of it.
As for the Skelesuit.... excuse me, the Radiant
Suit.... its three components were eight hundred rupees apiece, of which I
could only afford one at the moment. But what in the world was its purpose? I
dared say you couldn’t very well hide
in it, not with it glowing so brightly....
And then all I could think of was
that Halo developer, remarking on the Flaming Helmet you could earn. Sure, it
didn’t make for very good camouflage, and everybody on the map could see you,
but on the other hand.... You got to run
around with your head on fire!!
Hmmmm.
May
as well start with the head.
I bought the Radiant Mask. But
then.... agh, confound it all—not
wanting to leave the set incomplete, I fished around in my pockets for things
to sell back to Greta, until I had enough to buy the other two pieces.
When I was done, I had all the
Desert Voe Gear, the complete Radiant Suit.... and eighty-three rupees to my
name.
That felt dirt poor—hadn’t been there in a while.
I said goodbye to Greta, and left
town to try on my new clothes—since I couldn’t very well try them on in town. I didn’t even want to attempt
it in the sealed-off confines of Greta’s shop! That Merina and Dorrah.... I
didn’t trust them!
Outside in the night sand, the
Radiant Suit did look pretty awesome glowing in the dark! And the Desert Voe
Gear looked right manly after running
around in that sirwal.
Of course, new clothes could mean
only one other thing—time for a visit to Cotera.
After the warp I shot a few Blupees
on my way into her woods to pick up a little extra money, but.... there wasn’t
much to go on there.
I had Cotera do up my Desert Gear
one level, but I didn’t have enough Luminous Stone to level up the Radiant Suit
all at once.
(Just by the nature of the menu,
and its placement of recently upgraded items.... I’ve become rather partial to
doing them in sets.)
Looked
like I’d need to go mining again. But Luminous Stone was easy enough to
find.
I wandered Kakariko Village until I
chanced upon Cottla, whereupon I was FINALLY
able to play games with her to her satisfaction, which brought the
long-suspended sidequest to a close, and that was nice.
I think she gave me a carrot or
something in return.
Mmmm
I needed money....
A lightbulb struck, and I warped
over to the Outskirt Stable. Trott was still happy to buy Gourmet Meat from me
for a hundred rupees a pop—though he did stop after three cuts of it. I guessed
there was only so much even he could take in a day. But that was all right.
And then who should I see over in the shade by the manger but.... Zyle!
Zyle that guy I had sold the horse
to! :D
I went up to speak to him, and he
thanked me again for my help in getting him a horse. He really appreciated it. I was his hero—
Where
was the horse, Zyle? :D
He continued to talk a little
longer about it than he meant, and then—“....plus I made a niiiice profit
selling it to—”
What?
D:<
Zyle stopped himself and looked at
me. “I mean—”
HE SOLD IT? >8[
He spun some lame tale—
WHO’D YOU SELL IT TO, ZYLE? D8<
You
opportunistic, TENDERFOOTED CHARLATAN! ಠ⩄ಠ
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