Waking of Saturday, August 11, 2018 ~ 2
Forget Faron Woods—I wanted that shrine at Washa’s Bluff, dang
it.
I rode Memory out from Hateno,
still collecting this and that for a bit until we arrived at Dueling Peaks. I
boarded him then, maybe for time’s sake, and warped ahead by my lonesome to the
Ridgeland Tower. After making a few flights for Branli, setting a new personal
best distance record, and earning a few
more rupees, I continued on foot into the rolling western hills.
The traffic was unusually thick,
and I made a lot of new friends on the road, not the least charming of which
were Nazbi and his horse Dauntless. I don’t even remember what
they were on about; I just thought it was great to meet such a brash,
young-hearted character with a horse by the name of Dauntless. They were a merry duo....
Another hop, skip, and a jump and I
had made it to Washa’s Bluff, and the pedestal I’d need to stand on in order to
call out the shrine. Kass waltzed away on his accordion in the treeshroom above
me....
Hm. I wanted to go see him.
A quick warp to Satori Mountain and
a long and precise paraglide saw me up into his lofty home. He recited the
riddle for me, to stand on the pedestal
bare—
Um....
When
the moon bleeds and enemies are reborn, the monks will something as they have sworn, stand on the pedestal
bare, with nothing between you and the air.
Or some such words.
It had been a while since the last
Blood Moon, and Washa’s Bluff wasn’t exactly easy to get to.... I’d had the
thought to do this in my mind for some time, but now I was actually doing it—I was going to wait with Kass
until the next Blood Moon. That way I would be sure to get the shrine!
I almost went crazy listening to
his music. I read his journal, I climbed on top of his house.... There wasn’t
much else to do.
And when there was no Blood Moon
that night, I laid down some wood and flint, built a fire, and waited ‘til the next night....
And as luck had it.... that was a Blood Moon.
So I floated down and stood on the
now glowing pedestal.
And stood.... and stood.... and
stood....
And Zelda’s vision of warning
loomed through the night....
And I stood.... and stood....
and....
The
pedestal went out?
Wha-euh—? Where was the shrine??
I scurried back into my menus and
tracked down the shrine quest details.... I read the poem carefully....
Yes, yes, Blood Moon, blah blah
blah....
Stand
on the pedestal bare, with nothing between you and the night air.
Stand
on the pedestal bare....
Stand
on the pedestal bare.... with noth—
OH MY gosh.... this—
The descriptor, “bare”, referred to
ME, not the pedestal!
UGHH I couldn’t believe this—Washa’s
Bluff was so isolated, so far away from anywhere—There was no quick way to
reach it, and Blood Moons gave such short notice.... I’d been so focused on
actually being there during a Blood
Moon that I hadn’t bothered to heed the rest of the poem....
I’d needed to strip for the shrine to come out.
I thought “bare” was just a rhyming device! Padding! I mean, judging by how
every other song and poem in the game
had felt when it reared its asymmetrical head.... The localizers had been
wonderful and clever; I don’t deny that, but for friggin’— THEIR SENSE OF RHYTHM AND METER....
....
Wonder why it took me ‘til page
four hundred to bring this up.
....
Probably ‘cause it’s the first time
it’s gotten me in trouble.
....
....
I
suppose just a comma might have
helped but In my experience once you set a shape for your lilt you plumb that thesaurus ‘til the language
FITS or you don’t come back at all.
Dang
it.
The thwartation made me reckless; I
warped to the Shrine of Katah Chuki—I was
gonna get that Korok in the Castle Town Prison....
I actually found a lot of Koroks
along the way. But when I closed in on the prison, and killed the Guardian that
had scared me off before.... the little row of three statues stood with one
platter empty, and the other two bearing.... Rusty Shields?? I didn’t have a Rusty Shield!
And considering the location you’d
have thought I’d be able to find one
fairly easily but no matter where I
wandered there were absolutely none in
sight!
So I tried just moving the Rusty
Shields over and filling all the platters with apples.
Nothing happened.
Dang
it!
I was just thwarted all over today.
I wandered a little more around the
riverlands northwest of the castle; there was yet another Consolation Korok on
a little crag below the ruins of that Ancient
Laboratory or whatever it had been north of Jeddo Bridge. And a Star
Fragment struck the earth a good ways upriver, near the base of the
northernmost of the gigantic sealing pillars surrounding the castle—I made it
there by Ninja Suit. Been picking up a lot of those lately.... due to waiting
around looking for so many Blood Moons, I realized.
I flitted back along the shore
beneath the Elma Knolls to where I had been, and scared up one more Korok
before.... just warping to the Keo Ruug Shrine and sweet Pepp’s bed. I was
tired.
It was 10:40 in the morning,
game-time.
I slept until noon.
Heh,
sounds about like the sleep I might get here, I thought, and went to
bed.
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