dragmire | First Sin - [Action/Written]

[Today walking the streets of Luceti is an unusual man that no doubt stands out. Not only due to his odd grayish-green skin, but also his staggering height, exceeding a full seven foot with fiery hair and unusual olive green skin. He's been present in Luceti for several days now, keeping quiet, but today he sets out into the town for a few items. The first is to check the smithy for his armor. Once he finds it, however, he'll need to see about getting it finally repaired. It's likely he'll have all the time he needs for that. Secondly, he is looking for the boy, Link. The time has come to speak with him and to see which of the two whelps it is. He can be found anywhere around the central plaza, in the smithy, or wandering the aisles of the grocery store, with a sort of amazement and disgust for how much food is left out. Such excess... such waste.

Later he deems it appropriate to leave a short message on the journals. Make his presence known. Though not before he takes the precaution of copying the villain list. This place truly was filled with fools to make something so easily accessible. The names of these people could one day be useful to him. Especially if he could manage to avoid being added to those names.]

Since it seems customary to announce one's presence on these journals upon arriving, I shall do so now. I am Ganondorf. I have read the guide and heard of the situation in this place. I wish to be enlightened as to information about our so-called enemies, the 'Third Party'. Thank you.

Signed,
Ganondorf

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[Admirable as it is, the armor has a small problem in the sense it has a large hole in it in the back and front, as if the person wearing it had been run clean though. Which is exactly what happened.]

I suppose it would be obvious which is mine. Do you work with armor?

[Yeah, he kinda noticed that. Best not to ask questions, though, because death isn't a fun thing to talk about. He should knowing, living with a dead man.]

I do, yes. I wear my own work, if you want an example of my level of skill.

[Funny thing. It didn't kill Ganondorf.]

Indeed, your armor does seem exemplary.

[And here's Ganondorf's own armor. He notes that it remains punctured.]

Perhaps with your skill, you might repair mine?

[Well the compliment was a good start. Edward examines the armor more closely, then nods, looking confident.]

I'm sure I could finish this within a week, if that's an acceptable amount of time.

It will do. [He'd rather have it sooner, but it's not as if he can offer much incentive to speed things up.] Your name?

[Knowing Ed, it'll be done sooner, he just knows that things come up at random in Luceti, so it's best not to make reckless promises.]

Edward. And you?

Ganondorf. What manner of compensation do you desire?

[No money, but surely this boy will want something.]

No compensation is required. I do this to keep myself occupied more than anything, these days.

Is this village truly that dull? You must have been here for some time.

I arrived more than a year ago, and this is my second time here. It's become a tedious experience for the most part.

How unfortunate to be trapped here a second time. Did you not have any recollection of this place when you had returned?

On my homeworld, I couldn't remember Luceti itself. When I came back here, though, some of those memories returned. I don't know how to explain it, but... I was fortunate to remember at all, or so I'm told.

How very thorough of them, to ensure you do not remember your time here. A special precaution to protect themselves, I'm sure.

Perhaps. I'm not entirely sure just what the cause is, and obviously it's not like we can just wander over to our captors and ask them directly.

Indeed not. I'm sure any speculation I have would inevitably be little different from what you've heard many times now.

The downside of being a "New Feather", it seems. It's why I don't bother with theories for the most part- it's not something I put much thought into.

[He's a smith and a hired muscle, he's not here to ponder the possibilities.]

Things best left for other people, then. A wise course of action, in its own way.

[You know, if you're not into doing that smart people stuff.]

You may find a number of people in the village to be far more useful than I in this instance. Sir Albert, I know, puts a great deal of time into learning about the truths of our situation. I'm certain there are others, but he may be the most well-informed.

Albert, yes, I've seen and heard his name many times now. [He nods and turns with a flourish of his cape.]

Your service and advice are both appreciated. I will return when you have finished.

[...So dramatic. Edward nods, starting to gather up the armor bits to take it to the workshop.]

Right- feel free to come back anytime for your requests.

Indeed.

[And with that, he leaves.]

First Sin - [Action/Written]

[Action] Only Kurt and Lilly remain!

[Action] well there's always swords. he likes making swords.

[Action] Kurt wants some. Lilly has no need. 8|

[Action] most women have no need of edward

[Action] Too true. Only little girls.

[Action] that sounds somewhat wrong

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