It may have been a peaceful time for the citizens of Hyrule, but not for the new Sages. Day after day, year after year, they attempted to unlock all of the secrets of the Triforce. Frustration was rampant and tempers were often short. Mudora found himself longing for his old home in Kasuto. He was little help and usually just wrote down what the others said. He had little say in the almost daily arguments, and kept quiet while Bagrand and Kaepora fought and Rauru attempted to mediate.

Bagrand, meanwhile, seemed to have a much larger problem than homesickness. He didn't talk much with anyone except during the Triforce sessions. He seemed distant, maybe even lonely. Whatever it was, the once proud wizard had become just a moody Sage. The man was never too fond of royalty and the rules and customs that came was palace life, which probably contributed to his depression. The fact that he was forced to work with Gaebora, a man he obviously disliked, certainly did not improve the situation. Mudora never learned why his former master hated the man. Perhaps he was simply too outgoing and talked too much. Maybe it was the thought that Kaepora used the power of magic for war, an idea Bagrand and Rauru opposed bitterly. Or maybe it was simply a power struggle, as neither wished to feel subordinate to the other. But at the same time, Mudora knew that there was one more struggle that the two of them had to deal with. Both men had attached themselves to the powers of the Triforce.

It must have been that original bond between the Triforce and Bagrand that caused this, Mudora mused. The man would spend long hours meditating or simply staring at the Triforce. But whenever Mudora asked him about it, he would only shrug. "It's so tempting, Mudora. With just a simple wish, I could learn all there is to magic. I could learn anything I want. I could... move higher in my understanding, closer to the goddesses! The experience of being with the Triforce is indescribable. Magnificent. And to be so close, but not to be able to experience it again, is a terrible feeling. And Gaebora does not help any. He only sees it as a tool. A simple relic that will help Hyrule. But it's much more than that. Why can they not see this?"

Sir Kaepora Gaebora, once proud leader of the mage knights and now an honored sage, also envied the Triforce, Mudora thought. He remained his light-hearted self, but there was something more. Usually, the endless debates over the mysteries of the triangles were started or perpetuated by him. He appeared jealous of the Triforce and jealous of Bagrand. He openly ignored the latter and defended the merits of the former as fiercely as anyone. Kaepora did in fact see the Triforce as a tool. Its power seemed unlimited, and he could not understand Rauru's insistence that it is a corrupting influence or Bagrand's silly infatuation with it. All Gaebora saw was wasted potential. The Triforce was a simple relic created by the goddesses to be used however the races of Hyrule wished. And his arguments generally reflected that opinion.

"But Gaebora, surely the goddesses would not give this to us without some precautions," Bagrand said one day, as they were talking of any safegaurds that the Triforce might have. "They didn't give it to us. We had to find it. Isn't that enough precaution?" "But what if it fell into the wrong hands. We would be powerless to stop a madman," Rauru countered. "It's a risk we would have to take. If the goddesses were so concerned about that, they wouldn't have left it here in the first place." "But with safeguards, then the risk would be lessened." "And how does the Triforce know if the person is worthy?" "It was made by the goddesses, they certainly have that power." "Alright, so let's assume there is some type of protection," Kaepora offered. "How do we know we haven't seen it yet? It didn't react to Bagrand." At this point Bagrand got upset. "It did not simply not react to me. Its power was still there. There must be something more. Some type of test maybe. The goddesses would not have made it that simple." Kaepora also became angry. "And how do you know what the goddesses think? There's no divine plan here. It's simply a gift. Nothing more. There's no reason why ignoring someone would not be enough of a precaution!" With that, Kaepora left in disgust.

In this setting, Rauru did his best to limit the powers of the Triforce. The lectures on the misuse of power that he had given to Mudora so many years ago were all coming back to him. The power of the Triforce was too strong for the races to handle. Quite frankly, the Triforce scared him. And every day he wondered what would happen if it fell into the wrong hands. Fortunately, the crown prince, Eloan, was a good man like his father. He shouldn't have anything to worry about. But what about theft? The citizens of Hyrule knew of the Triforce only as a gift from the goddesses to the king, but what if someone tried to take it? A rival king, perhaps? No matter how often the others reassured him, Rauru knew that power had a tendency to corrupt. He could see it happening to Bagrand and Kaepora Gaebora.

And through it all, Mudora wrote. He wrote of all the secrets of the Triforce. He wrote of the Sacred Realm. When they discovered that each of the pieces was slightly different, he wrote about that. When they discovered that each piece represented the three virtues of Power, Wisdom, and Courage, he wrote it down. He wrote of the theories that surrounded the Triforce. He wrote of the legends of yore. For 19 long years, he took his job as a scribe faithfully. For 19 years, he lived at the castle. For 19 years, he watched the king use the Triforce to rule the kingdom. For 19 years, he lived relatively peacefully.