"You'll know him when you see him,there's a kind of a cooling mist around him."Leon grins,walking out of the Inn.As he walked through the forest,slashing whatever lush was in his way to bits,he sang out,"Hiking,hiking,to the Desert's mist..."."I think his name was Wyndisis..."he said,stopping once after singing.

as the bells chime, you peruse through your surroundings. the walls heavily decorated with masks and paintings. the building has a distinct smell of lavender perfume. julian turns with a swift motion sensing that there is someone there. it is a young lady asking him if he wants a room. "I am in no need of a room but thank you for the offer." Julian continues to walk around the establishment and takes a seat on a nice chair. His eyes begin to sag and he soon falls a sleep.

OOC: I left the oasis, so I am thinking this is after I left.
IC:" well Id better be going, I am going to go help out with the re construction of Evans house, I think now would be a good time, considering the populatity of the near by caravan. Would you like to help?"

OOC: I see, that works.

IC: "No, I think I'll go ahead and find that Zora, Wyndisis, was it? The sooner I can find out about this mission, the better prepared I'll be and then I can kill him alot easier."

Grenada looks around and then he realizes that he doesn't have a clue where he's going. A sad look crosses his face.

"Where's about is this Zora at? No one's told me yet..."

"Well,some Ruto inhabitant told me he saw a Zora in the middle of the Desert..."Leon says,trying hard to remember."There was a cool mist around him,and it was like he was on water not in it...".

"A Zora in the middle of the desert had cool mist surrounding him? He stood on water?" asks Darilan when he enters and hears what Leon says. His curiosity wants to know more about this Zora, if he wasn't a figment of someones imagination, but that would come later. Now, he had to work on something.

His hand grips a book, a book which is aged, but not worn out by any means. It will teach him something important: how to communicate with the vile monsters of Hyrule. He doubted he would ever be able to negotiate with them, but some way of talking to them would be useful. If any threats could prevent fighting, he would be the one to make them. The book is titled "The Hyrulean Defender Volume 6: Speaking With the Tongue of the Damned." He has studying to do, and asks Anju for a room.

OOC: Banzai! Wan Sui! Kudos! Good to know that the Hyrule Adventurers will not be found ignorant come the time when we may chance upon the deeper voices of Death Mountain. *jumps*

Denning re enters the inn, his arm is brused and dirt stained.'Hello Darilan, where did you get that book? I have been looking for a book with spells of light, you know where some are?"

"This book, I got from the North Castle Library. I believe they would have books about spells of light, but nothing you could learn from. If you want to learn a spell, best bet is to go to Din's Caravan."

"Ive been there, theyn have no scrolls of shield and resurect, wich I am most comfertable with. Ah well, I will have to wait for scrolls I guess."

As you run your finger's over the bar your fingers trace... words...

I'm holding your happiness in my hand

Leaning over the bar, a small boy--you know the type, not yet a teenager, hair too messy, eyes full of trouble--starts. His fingers twitch over the grain of the wood, as he looks down to the... carving?

"I'm holding your happiness in my hand"?

He combs one hand through his dirty blonde hair and murmurs to himself, looking around to see if anyone's staring at him or anything suspicious like that. Especially anything suspicious like someone holding his happiness in their hand.

OOC: always love your stuff weien...

i would like a room plz...

There are no rooms here in HA2 and there is no way you'll get one so please stop making random posts everywhere