Azador walked around the mountain paths, tired..tired of roaming Hyrule
It was 9 o clock in the morning, Most of hyrule's workers, merchants and other citizen's where starting a fresh new day

For an adventurer he had not slept, he sat down for a moment.. enjoying the view
under him the forest lay further was North castle topwn that just came active again.. it's castle could be seen anywhere in hyrule and specialy on the high roads. a bit west of the castle town a new forest began the Thickets, somewhere Rauru was hidden there safe..

Azador picked up a bicuit out of his bag, and ate it slowly so he could enjoy the taste.. and the morning

Pyralin, and the small caravan he guards is traveling in the other direction, and as they trek pass, the hylian raises a hand. "Good Morning." He voice contained a faint trace of weariness, but he was still alert. He held a dagger in his right hand, and a small wooden buckler was latched to his back. He wore a red tunic, with a black cloak which whipped slightly in the early morning breeze. As the sun shown from between the clouds, and illuminated the country side, Pyralin thought to himself, It was a good morning indeed.