Near an old house, there is a cloaked woman, the hood drawn closely around her face, allowing only the bottom half of her face to be seen. She has tan skin, made so by her genes and her days in the sun, each one used just so she may buy this house, which hadn't been lived in for twelve years.

When people did live in it, it was a small family of three. A Sheikah knight, a woman, and a little child. No one had bothered to see if anyone lived in the house after the woman and child fled, but they know what happened with the knight. He was executed due to alleged crimes against the crown, and no one still knows if any of the allegations were truthful in any way.

The woman waited, and waited, and waited, until a short, fat man waddled up to her, holding out the keys, and a piece of paper with a qwill. After taking the keys, the woman wrote down her name on the paper, then shoved it back to the man, as she quickly entered her new home, slamming the door in the little man's face.

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Somewhat angered, the man picked up the paper and read the signature. It took a moment to find it, but when he did, he scratched the top of his balding head. He was sure that he had seen this name somewhere before. She had signed "L. Sethu", the only complete part being the last name. With a turn, and a small mumble of trying to remember, the man put the paper in his pocket, and went back to his office.

OOC: Just to note, this is interactive.

*SLAM* Sovelis turned to see a woman slamming a door in a short man's face. "I wonder what that was all about?" he quietly asked himself as he aproched the door, lowered his hood, and knocked on the old door softly. She looked familiar....but vaugly... the Tempest thought as he knocked with his mechanical hand agian, hoping the metal would make more noise than his normal hand had.

A small ruffling of cloth could be heard from inside, as well as several curses being mumbled at near-lightning speed. "What the hell is it?" asked a voice, presumibly the female from before. It was confirmed when the female came to the door, no longer clad in her giant cloak, but what seemed to be a tattered white shirt, and tattered blue pants, not nearly the right size for her 6' 4 height. Her eyes were purple, and her hair was a dark grey, bordering black. "Well, what the hell do you want?" she asked again, looking impatiant.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. I thought you looked like someone I know...I guess I was mistaken. Sorry to bother you ma'am." Sovelis said quickly, bowing nerviously at the woman."I...um-nevermind....why does his always happen to me?" he said as he started to leave, and no bother the woman agian.

There was a moment of silence as the woman looked at Sovelis, but before he could really leave, she called out to him. "Kid, wait. Get back here." she said, pointing a finger at him and curling it back, as if to draw him in. "I need to talk with you, privately..." she said, pronouncing the last word with a rather...seductive tone.

"Um...Alright..." Sovelis said, turning around. I hope she doesn't try to rob me. I'd rather not have to hurt anyone today.he thought as he walked back to the door. "I'm Sovelis. And I'm not a kid. I'm alought older than I look, Ma'am."

"Well then, Sovelis, come in." she said, pushing him inside rather roughly, than slamming the door behind them. "Now then, would you like anything to drink?" she asked, that seductive tone still in her voice.

They were in a short hallway, to one side, a set of stairs, on the other, two passages, one of which the woman herself entered, presumbily the kitchen. "By the way, my name is Labufa, since we seem to be using each other's first names." she said from the supposed kitchen. "Oh, and if you're worrying about me going to rob you or something, don't worry. I wouldn't hurt a cute little guy like you.

Okay....either it was blatently obvious that I was worried about being robbed, or she can here my thought...I guess I had better close my mind then....and is she hitting on me? I can tell this is going to be one of those days.... Sovelis thought inwardly as he raised his mental barriers and closed all the doors of his mind to protect his thoughts from the woman, whom either was a telepath, or a good at reading a face. "Um...I'm fine,Labufa." he said cautiously as he walked into the room that she had gone into.

It was a small kitchen, with only one thing out of place: The huge broadsword that was on the wall. The blade had butterlies and sundials carved into it, and the guard was a pair of arms with a bronze-colored crystal clutched in each hand. Near the hilt of the blade, the initials "RW" were carved in a fancy script, while on the other side, where the RW was on the front, there was the symbol of the Sheikah, though one could tell she was Gerudo from her looks.

"Well then," she said, now in another room, which could be acessed by the kitchen, "Come in here so we can talk, Sovelis, but first, how long have you lived in Hyrule?" she asked, sitting in a chair.

Sovelis put his staff in a corner and sat in another chair in the room Labufa had go into. "For several months. I've been training myself to be somewhat of a mage, even though my control of magic has some...issues." he said as he closed his eyes and tried to probe at Labufa's mind, as he opened on of those mental doors. I can't get anything out of her...Oh well... he pulled his mind back and closed the door inside as he spoke. "I'm not from this land, I'm not even from one of the counrties or kingdoms that bourder Hyrule." he said as he kept his eyes closed, thinking on what to say. "You probably won't believe me, but I am an Inter-Deminsional traveler."

Labufa smirked, hearing his last remark. "Don't think you're alone. I just came back a few days ago from Termina. Luckily, I was able to be there when the fights began." she said, before leaning back in her chair, and looking at the ground. "That's when I saw...I saw...I saw someone very close to me, whom I thought I lost a long time ago." she said sorrowfully.

"At least you found that someone agian....What happened?" Sovelis asked Labufa, opening his eyes and looking at the gerudo woman.

Labufa looked up again, a small smile forming on her face. "He was in the fights, I think it was the third round." she said, "I can't remember who he was fighting against, heck, I never thought he had it in him to fight. Never was like that when I knew him." she added, laughing a bit when she finished.

Sovelis racked his brain for a minute. "I don't remember who fought in the third round...but I'm glad you found that person agian. Who was he to you?" Sovelis asked Labufa, wondering if he knew who she was talking about.

Labufa smiled warmly, this being the first actual smile of hers the entire day. "I've been wih him for most of his life, and he for quite a bit of mine. I've taught him how to fight, how to read, how to speak, how to...well, do practically everything he can do." she explained, before letting a tear fall, and finishing, "For he is my son."