Walking back from the forest, you see Denning siting on a hill. As you walk to him you sit down. You look down to see what is down the hill. You see a house, surrounded by a fence...it is burning. In the middle of the yard is a soldier, hylian, holding a 2 handed sword, spear and a shield On one side of the yard, a group of loose moblin trannies, directed by a commmander. On the other side a group of moblin knights, with a general at command. The soldier takes his spear and throws it at the soldiers commander. He dies on the spot. The soldiers, lacking command charge at the soldier. With his two-handed sword, he slices through with no trouble. The knights charge, with more effert and a few cuts on his arms, the soldier kills them all. The general walks to him, and says "Charge", speaking of a rush battle in wich two charge at each other and do one attack to kill the other. They aline with one another, the soldier has his spear, alines him self with a crate. They charge, the soldier jumps off the crate and over the general, the soldier stabs him in the back and kills him. he leaves the house. You hear Denning say a simple word. "Evan"

From his spot on top of the hill, Grenada looks up and asks "Is that Evan? And who are you? I'm Grenada. I'm just wondering because I've never seen you before."

"Geez, Evan's a pretty good fighter, did you two train together?"

'Yes thats Evan, Im Denning, cleric of Nayru. He and I were in a mission service together before I was captured."

"Cool, good to know you, Denning" his shrimpy small voice rings out brassly. But his eyes appear wide open when the words finally get translated in his head. "You got captured?!? By who? What do you mean?"

'After a mission I gave my life or so I thought to for my friends, insted of me, I was made Darets slave untile I killed him. I dont like to talk about that, so no more questions please."

"Yes, I'm sorry, that was rude." But in his mind thoughts were being procured. He was twisting and turning the thoughts in his mind, testing his emotions, trying to find both similarities and differences in their situations.

When he'd finally finished, his mind clearer, he asks Denning "How come you don't go see Evan?"

'Welll, it looks like hes got alot on his mind now, the of his wife and son, his lose of house."

I see. Do you know why those Moblins were attacking him? That'd be odd if there wasn't a reason.

"My guess is that he killed a leader or the house is on a hunting ground, I should raise some money to help him out."

You are extremely generous, saving that money for him like that. But... you don't even know where he is. How are you gonna give it to him?

"I have my ways."Denning pulls a moblin horn out of a pouch.

Darilan is running, black robes blowing in the strong wind. The house is on fire; someone could be inside. He sees a Deku and another Sheikah talking, and his heart unfreezes a little, the warm blood flows through him once again, because the picture shows that everyone is safe. But he must know. He skids to a stop. Out of breath, he asks, "Is anybody... still inside?

Turning, Denning frowns."No one alive...."

"What?!? You left people in there! What kind of Cleric are you? You could heal them!" Grenada gives Denning an angry stare, and shakes his head wondering what Dening could possibly have been thinking.

"Not if there burt ashes, Deku, I am not that powerful, yet."