#shadowrequiem

Searching found nothing. The musician appeared to have packed up for the day. Link approached the stump slowly, sorry to have missed their performance. But he remembered the tune very well. With his blue ocarina, he played an encore. Though he missed the harpist, he hoped the flute’s melody would carry in the wind as a small appreciation for their talent, wherever they are.

Sure thing, Sheik! Your request for BASIC LOCK PICKING has been unlocked for you!

          ❝ calling this a break... what, did i actually interrupt something? ❞ he questioned, crossing his arms. other than the eternal quest that jean had about getting out of this place, since he’s only going to be speaking for himself, and taking the time to fight against whatever enemy got in his way, there really isn’t much going on. he knows he’s a simple man with simple needs, able to work with whatever he’s got, but something has gotta crack before he does. ❝ and i don’t know if there are any fields we can take, but it shouldn’t be hard to go to the fruit vendor and buy one. ❞

❛   ——  this is truly a strange place, wouldn’t you agree?  ❜

⋆༶°｡❈*ﾟ      ❝ ARE YOU QUITE ALRIGHT? You have been staring off for a while now... Can I get you anything, perhaps? Food, a drink?❞

“--what kind of instrument is that?”

[∆]- “Do I... know you from somewhere?” he paused, then shook his head, “ah... I’m sorry, you just...look very familiar is all.”

     “Th-Thank y-y-you, I... I w-w-was in a b-bit of a s-spot th-there...” The stranger’s help had certainly been appreciated, though he found himself trying not to stare at their odd clothing.