Oh, yeah! I was wondering it myself." he said, as his mother's hand came to rest on his shoulder. You could tell he was her son, due to the simularity of their eye and hair color, and because Labufa was some two feet taller than him. "Well, if you must know, stranger, my name is Labufa Sethu. And I never named him Worru, that was his nickname for himself. His real name is, and I want all of his little friends to hear this, Sethu Reginald Worruson." she said, answering Orpheous' question.

"He was named after his father, and my family. He has both of our blood in him, but, please, don't tell anyone that his mother is a Gerudo. He could be killed." she said, a small tone of pleading in her voice.

"It was obvious to me from the beginning, Labufa" stated Orpheous calmly, and I haven't told a soul. "My name is Orpheous, and this is Simon, " he said, pointing to his apprentice. "He is pretty speechless, because he isn't used to seeing hot soaking wet women, just kidding," then he leaned over and whispered into her ear, "though I have no doubt you were a good seducer in your day."

Labufa grinned manevolently, as one of her eyes twitched. "'In my day'? Young man, I'll have you know, I'm not a day over 29." she said angrily, as she hit the top of Orpheous' head. Sethu hastened to bring her arm down, in case she decided to hit him again. "Mom, calm down. Orph doesn't know what he's saying sometimes." he explained, as his mother did calm down.

"Excuse me, princess," muttered Orpheous, deciding to sit on a log. Simon sat next to him. "So wait, if Worru is about 13.....wow, you hit it off around 15. Ikes. That explains so much. Nevermind....." He decided to shut his mouth before anything else happened.

Sovelis poped up next to Labufa. "You looked a little older that that. I, on the other hand.' he said, raising his mechanical hand,"Don't look a dayover 17, and yet I'm 48." he smiled warmly at Labufa. "Basicly, I'm old enough to be your father. And you thought I look cute." he saidas he jumped back before he could hit him.

Labufa scowled at Orpheous, but smiled warmly at Sovelis. "Well, I couldn't tell. I'm thankful I wasn't reported for bringing a person that looks like you into my home, expecially with the tone I was using." she said, laughing a bit as she finished. She laughed just like Worru/Sethu did.

"But for you, Orpheous," she said, her anger seething out as she said his name, "What I did in my youth is none of your buisness." she said, pronoucing the last few words loudly and clearly.

"I think your right there. But why did you invite me in anyways?" Sovelis asked Labufa as he raised his hand and the rain fell upon a shield he had summoned, to keep them dry...KINDA...

"Sorry, I'm best at using writing to express my thoughts, not my mouth. If it makes a bloody difference, I worked for a sinister woman bent on murdering a teenage girl, a brilliant man, an Arabian teenager, a old bookworm, a muttering fool, and fire breather, all because of her son's death. That isn't to mention the fact she wanted to help a corrupt king conquer an opposing land. I was horrible person, as far as my mistakes, they blow your's out of the water. Oh yeah, and I am in my sixties," he finished off, sighing. "I vowed to try to make my life better, and if any of you see me commit a crime here, it is probably my evil impersonator, Anti-Orpheous."

Labufa looked over at Sovelis once more, and smiled. "I saw Worru at your fight, even though it could barely be called that, and he seemed to be watching intently. Not to mention, he looked really dissapointed when it was a no-show." she explained. "You looked like one of his friends." she added, before turning to Orpheous. "You seem to like to talk a lot, for a person who likes to express feelings by writing." she said. "Now, come on, Sethu. I just got you back, and don't want you dieing of a cold." she said to her son, who meerly nodded, than ran on his way back to the drawbridge.

"Well, I'll see you around," stated Orpheous calmly, grabbing Simon's arm, as they began to climb the cliff.

OOC: No much else to say.

The action and emotion that can bring even enemies together. Love is truly a powerful thing. I wonder, will I ever again know love? Kasei thought, then turned to Aria. "Its going to rain harder. Perhaps we should go home, or at least Rauru town." He said. "I hope that Worru is happier now." Aria responded, then broke off into a sprint towards Rauru, Kasei not far behind, his thoughts lingering on the two people he heard earlier.

"This storm will only last a few hours. Thats the extent of my weather-working powers...You could come to my home Kasei...but I'd like the new door to stay standing..." Sovelis said quietly.

Labufa, who was still there, looked over at Sovelis, and smiled warmly. "I am indebted to you, Sovelis. Feel free to come to our home whenever you want." she had said, before looking at where Kasei and Aria were. "Who were they? They seem to be friend's of Sethu's." she asked, looking back down at him.

"Well...Thanks Labufa. It was a pleasure meating you...and helping you find your son...I think I'll take you up on that offer to come over though, we could talk and get to know each other beter..." he said, smiling at Worru's mom.

Labufa thrust her nose in the air, "Just because you helped me find my son, and I feel indebted to you does not mean I will be so easy to get, young man!" she said, sounding angry, but then looking down at him with a jovial look. "Just kidding with you. You might even make it to my bed..." she said, ending with that seductive tone.