Shrine Out Of Time 2.3 - Gifts

Evening of Tuesday, November 17, 2020 (comprised of some raw note editings from April 29 through April 30, 2023 that I really hope sound consistent because I left it alone for too long) ~ 3

Shrine Out Of Time 2.3 - Gifts

It was a Modest Test Of Strength.

And I beat the Guardian.

Passed through the gate.

Looted the treasure chest.

And approached the meditating Monk....

Your triumph over the test of strength

subverts a prophecy of ruin. From the

ashes of Hyrule, a hero rises.

The Monk spoke the familiar words.

In the name of Goddess Hylia, I

bestow upon you this Spirit Orb.

And the Orb emerged from his solar plexus, arced gently across the space between us, and entered into my heart, my face pensive and reverent as ever at these times.

The little fanfare played, and the pop-up popped up: Spirit Orb – A symbol of courage given to those who have overcome the challenges of a shrine.

And I clicked to dismiss it away.

And then it turned.

You have at last conquered all of our

trials.

the Monk said.

Having fulfilled our purpose, we monks

bestow upon you this...

The warrant of the true hero.

You must now depart for the

Forgotten Temple.

A Gift from the Monks – the new quest banner flashed across the top of the screen.

And then, at the last.... the Monk imparted those timeless words....

May the Goddess smile upon you.

And his body evaporated away into that swirling teal mist, borne of an unearthly wind....

And I was made to depart the Final Shrine.

Hahhhhhh.

I’d finally done it.

I had finally found every last Shrine.

!

And it wasn’t even over yet.

The Forgotten Temple....

I did not warp straight inside, but elected instead to warp to the Hebra Stable—Snowfield Stable—approach the Forgotten Temple from the outside and Tanagar Canyon.... and DO THE THING PROPER.

Good times.... sailing through that firestorm....

And this time, behind the Rona Kachta Shrine at the back, standing on the platform before the giant Goddess statue.... were Three Treasure Chests.

But first.... I prayed to the Goddess, and received my final heart container.

I was ready now.

“Should I do this twenty-three-is-number-one style?” I asked the room at large.

Nobody really got it.

But.... I didn’t do it that way after all. I would go.... left.... then right.... then center....

Left....

Tunic of the Wild.

This armor was apparently crafted for a hero who travels in the wilds. Strangely enough, it’s just your size.

Right....

Trousers of the Wild.

Legends say these pants were tailored for a hero who travels the wilderness. Strangely enough, they’re the most comfortable pair of pants you’ve ever worn.

Ah, that sounds fabulous.

And center....

Cap of the Wild

According to legend, this cap was crafted for a hero who travels the wild lands. Wearing it just feels so right.

And I could feel the Spirit of the Hero.

I am the Hero.

They looked great. Agh, they looked classic.

They looked like the Oldest School Link you could think of. Dazzling with more pixels. But still so Pure.

Heh, and there were little .... square-tooth dark bands around the sleeve hems. Just a simple design. Very nice.

I looked great.

To Cotera then!

Good old Cotera.

Hee!

The upgrades were:

Cap – 10 Acorns and 2 Farosh scales

Tunic – 10 Acorns and 2 Naydra scales

Trousers – 10 Acorns and 2 Dinraal scales

Somehow acorns were just.... so perfect.

So cute. ^_^

Basic and pure for the boy in the forest.

~

And now.... I have notated all.... and I am.... very tired.

[And as of 1:17am, Sunday, April 30, 2023, I have now finessed all.... save the last battle....]

Do you know what my new job is?

I am a video game tester.

These horizons are definitely more exciting.

Probably because.... I can barely see them.

I am in the bottom of a jungle valley, and every day is a machete salad.

No, I can’t talk about it.

I signed an NDA.

Maybe I will upgrade Link’s clothes.... another day....

And fight Ganon again....

....like I said I would.

                        Good night.

 

The Windy Canyon

Waking of Friday, January 11, 2019

The Windy Canyon

Ahhhh, Rito Village.

I wanted to find a shrine. There must have been another shrine.

I warped to Robbie’s to check that strange jut of land I had seen on my map—the one at the east end of that chasm that separated Hyrule from the north countries. It was just a raised bit of the topo that ran between the chasm and the eastern sea, flat for a good while as it jutted north off the Hyrulean landmass, and then degrading into rugged and more treacherous spiky formations that marched away to the northeast and off the edge of nowhere.

I had to kill a Lynel before I got there—such a daunting thing before—but once I’d made it to the spot, there was nothing to find after all. No hidden alcoves. Just that chime and You can’t go any farther once I came to the end of the flat part.

Filled with a kind of loneliness, I only gazed out into the mist and across the chasm to the towering northlands. Out of reach.

It looked kinda cool, so I took a pictograph.

After a brief warp to the Great Fairy Mija to upgrade my Barbarian Leg Wraps with a giant fairy-kiss to the face.... I consulted my map to see if I could find any other places I’d never tracked out on foot.

Tanagar Canyon. I’d never combed its bottom.

And so it was a warp to the Snowfield Stable and a jog and paraglide down onto the roof of the Forgotten Temple.

I had my work cut out for me here—Tanagar Canyon was huge.

The windy canyon stretched on and on before me, an endless beige track beneath the strip of sky over my head. Ruins and rubbled bits of stonework littered its floor, becoming more sparse as I moved away from the Forgotten Temple. These were hardly replaced by what scanty scrub had been able to take root in the bone-dry earth down here. And there were hecktons of wolves. Lots and lots and lots of wolves.

Dinraal passed overhead twice, but he was far out of reach of any of my bows.

And then my shrine detector went off! :D

I went and found it! It lay secluded in a jagged little corner veering off to the right—the north side—and back behind some large rocks. The Dunba Taag Shrine.

“Build and Release” was the name of the trial inside—it was a DEVILISH Stasis-based Shrine.

And that made 28 Spirit Orbs.

I must pray now, I thought.

But I am so tired.

I kept going, down to the south end of Tanagar Canyon—it curved that way—until I found a Goron who ran.... the Boom Bam Golf! Course.

The Boom Bam Golf! Course was a long, raised strip of the lower bedrock with some minor lateral angling to it, which connected to a large mound at one end with a sizeable depression in its middle. And a very tall flagpole.

Like any good Goron, this one, Modar, huffed and puffed and groared and whooped about the sheer and raw amazingness of his game and how awesome one would be to play it. He actually asked me, “if ya got the stones to strut your stuff in a game of BOOM BAM GOLF!”

Oh wow I can’t believe a Zelda game just said that! XD

So I played it. It was fun.

I didn’t like wearing down my weapons unnecessarily just to whack around the big Stasised golf ball, but....

It was fun.

I kept going. And toward the very last southern end of Tanagar Canyon, as the ground began to rise again.... brreep-brreep! went my shrine detector!

The canyon floor came gently up, curled around to the right and back northward, and it was there that I found the Kah Okeo Shrine, buried in a hole in the ground under a giant slab.

OH MY GOSH WIND GUIDE—THIS TRIAL—

THIS SHRINE WAS DISGUSTING.

But as soon as I had beaten it—Oh, I saw.

I guess that’s 29 Spirit Orbs now. Oops.

I was out of gas. I wandered north. The impassable chasm gaped stark and dusty to my left. Seas to the east and south, chasms and deserts to the north and west.... I wondered what the lands beyond were like....

Wandered north over the same beige rock.

Found a Gisa Crater with a Talus sleeping in the middle of it.

Pass.

This western coast of the country was long. And I was tired.

I called it a day, went to Pepp’s, and slept.

I guess I have 29 Spirit Orbs now. But I’ll pray next time anyway.

A Matter of Presence

Waking of Saturday, November 3, 2018 ~ 3

A Matter of Presence

It would take two shards of Naydra’s horn in order to enhance the Champion’s Tunic, but I decided to just stop at one for now. Waiting for that dragon had taken forever! And I didn’t want to put it off any longer—I went back to Serenne, and I was gonna head north. I was gonna.

I just noticed a few more possible Korok hiding places along the way.... and of course with David watching when the sun went down I had to show him what the Skelesuit did, when the Stalcreatures started popping out of the ground.... It was a disguise! David had had this suit way longer than I’d had it, and he’d never known! And then when I saw the light from that fallen star I had to switch to my Stealth Suit to run there and get it in time, just a little detour.... Whoops, had to watch out for that Lynel beneath Mount Drena.... How long had that been there?

And then here came Dinraal down the canyon.

I ran. Still in my Stealth Suit I ran, moving so fast, giving no time for baddies, my gosh, I had to get there—! And I BARELY made it to the big canyon’s edge to shoot a scale off the dragon’s tail as he curled and twined massively away and out of reach.

I floated down into the canyon to pick it up; that was two of Dinraal’s scales I had now. I could offer one to the Spring of Power....

And with a warp and a short jog—gosh Akkala was such pretty country—I did. And a door back behind the Goddess statue opened up to reveal the Tutsuwa Nima Shrine.

It was a Major Test of Strength. Always a good challenge....

But my controller battery was running low; I opted to wait a bit before defeating the Shrine-Guardian. But once I had, I felt cocky and confident enough to turn my attentions to the three Guardian Flyers in the neighboring Ordorac Quarry. I’d deflected enough bolts from the landbound ones.... I could probably deal with the flyers....

As it turned out it was much more difficult than it seemed. With the Stalkers I could assume an optimal distance away, and time my reaction to the bolt. For me it was easiest when they came in close....

But the Flyers evidently didn’t need to hover in the same distance to blast you. And they swung and weaved beneath their propellers, further complicating the timing, and not even ensuring a deflected bolt would connect!

It was hard. But once I’d started I wanted to see it through. I ended up burning through Daruk’s Protection, breaking a few shields and using more than a few arrows, but in the end I did destroy them all. And the run of the quarry was mine.

Disappointingly, however, there wasn’t much to be found therein. Just a few good ore deposits, which wasn’t entirely unsurprising, but I could find their like anywhere.

The encounter was not a loss, though; I found something else out.

I discovered what makes my sword gleam at odd whiles.

It turned out the whiles weren’t so odd after all. The Master Sword would double in strength, and shine with the power to repel Evil, whenever Evil was in close proximity.

I discovered this when I was maneuvering around the edges of the quarry, making ready to draw the attentions of one of the Flyers. As it moved around its small patrol-circuit, it would come near to me and then move away again, over and over. And the range was just right, so that when I held the Master Sword in my hand and the thing came close.... the sword would KLANG with a ringing that hungered to be thunder, while the blade would light up and shimmer fiercely. And when the Guardian hovered away and out of range again the light would go out, and the sound would sleep.

THIS WAS AMAZING. There was something really cool about it, though also a bit daunting, if not scary.... But I felt a little bit past that kind of dread now, with the Guardians.

I could get close to them....

Also it would be a lie to say all of this did not remind me at least a little bit of Orcrist, Glamdring, and Sting.

Well the Ordorac Quarry was nice, but I didn’t anticipate ever coming back here again after the next Blood Moon. There was ore to be found elsewhere, and this place was too choked with small trees anyway. I swept for Koroks and other treasures, searching round every obstructing hump of unblasted stone.... place shoulda been a lasertag course instead, really....

Where was I? What was I doing....?

....OH YEAH—