At first glance, from a distance, it seems like a large boulder was laying before the avalanche. A closer look, however, would reveal otherwise. A large Goron is standing and staring thoughtfully at the miserable scene before him. There seems to be a large rock embedded in his back side, only increasing his mass even more. Hanging loosely by a cord in his left hand is an insanely large pewter mace. His round face shows no emotion as he gazes upon the rocks, his expressive black eyes clouded over in thought. His incredibly muscular build blended in perfectly with the rocks, and anyone close enough to hear would have distinguished a choice few words as his grimly cut mouth opened ever so slightly to mumble, his voice filled with the utmost despair;

"It's not my fault..."

Worru slowly brung himself closer to the giant, having not seen the powerful weapon he held in his hands. He noticed the giant boulder embedded in his back, wondering where he got it when he saw the rocks before the moving mountain. "Hey, are you okay there?" he asked it, after having heard it's words. "It can't be your fault, whatever had happened." he added.

The Goron jumped at the sound of the youthful voice. He spun to set eyes upon the child, having not noticed his approach until now. He turned again to the rockslide and squinted. Looking back at the child, he looked him over. He was young; Too yound to truly feel the immense hatred of older Hylians. "I am fine." He murmured, amazing himself in talking to the stranger. He looked once again at the rocks and spoke even softer. "No matter how often I say it, it doesn't change anything."

Worru raised an eyebrow to the giant. "I thought Gorons were peaceful." he mumbled. Well, actually my mom called them peaceful idiots, but not nice to call them that. And they don't seem that stupid to me. he thought, before looking at the rocks. "That can't be your fault. Rockslides happen all the time." he said.

The Goron pondered the young Shiekan's statement for a good time, his jaw visibly sliding ever so slightly as he mulled things over. Yes...We are peaceful...Gorons are peaceful, I mean...So then what would that make me...? He turned to the boy and gazed into his eyes thoughtfully, looking for any hidden meaning, stretching for any chance not to trust him. He had said so much already, he hadn't even spoken this much to the boss in a while...Now he was practically opening up to a complete stranger. A well-trained one at that, by the looks of the sword he carried with him, and his slight muscular build. "Yes...Rockslides happen constantly..." He mumbled as he looked away, having searched the boy as long as he could stand. There was pain in his eyes as he begin to walk off, away from Rauru Town. The Boss will have my head... He stared straight at the ground as he trudged off, glancing back not even once. Although it's not my fault...