Saria and Midoh

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Link cast is gaze around his home before stepping outside. While there were rakes and brooms, a table and a pair of chairs, a bed with his sheet and pillow, he couldn't think of anything he would need for his meeting with the Deku Tree. With one last glance at Navi, it might be difficult to think of her as his fairy- having gone without for so long- he stepped through his door and out into the the bright, green-tinted sunshine of Kokiri Forest.

ZetaThetaBeta: at this point, if you ever want to interject or change where Link goes and what he does, be my guest. you already know what needs to happen so far 🙂
ndnbnt: what needs to happen? He should go meet Deku? is there something more? Or we are going to find out there?
ZetaThetaBeta: I mean, he needs to save the world ;) but he doesnt know how yet so the Deku Tree certainly sounds like a good first step
ndnbnt: right :)
ZetaThetaBeta: Out the door then?
ndnbnt: yes! Where's the fairy?
ZetaThetaBeta: With him, she usually hovers near one of his shoulders
ndnbnt: Cute. Can I ask her questions?
ZetaThetaBeta: you can try but she doesnt answer much in game- if you want I will try to be the Navi instead
ndnbnt: oki

ZetaThetaBeta: out the door then?
ndnbnt: Do I know where the Deku Tree is? Do I know about it before this?
ZetaThetaBeta: Link should know and Navi certainly does. you wont neex to explore every nook and cranny for it

Stepping out into Kokiri Forest, Link was confronted by the earthy smells and sylvian sites that he had known his whole life. His house was a large stump and would have been two floors tall. Link however had build a balcony right at the top of the trunk and carved his only room there. Below him, in a small grassy cleft between two hills he and his friends would play and talk and go on adventures together. There was even a drawing he had made as a young child on the roots of one of his tree: a clumsy attempt to depict himself sword in hard, fighting what was obviously meant to be a fearsome dragon in the eyes of a small child. The fairy, he'd spend so long wishing and hoping for was over the drawing's shoulder, just as Navi was now.

The valley seemed to open up to Link's left, near a hill that rose into the wall of a low cliff and the right, though the rest of the village itself. Navi indicated that the they should go to the right but before Link could make a movement, a small Kokiri girl with short green hair and bright eyes came running up to the base of his tree. This was Saria, Link's best friend in the world. 

ZetaThetaBeta: (do you want me to keep using in game text for characters?)

ndnbnt: I dont understand the question

ZetaThetaBeta: Saria is about to talk to us. I can invent dialogue based on memory or I can transcribe the dialog in from the game directly

ndnbnt: oh however you think is best

ZetaThetaBeta: I think I'll do it from memory for now but important events get real text


"Link! I saw the fairy flying through the forest," She yelled up to him. "I'm so glad you finally got your own!"
When Link told her why he was getting up, her face grew concerned.
"Don't let me keep you! If the Deku Tree Summoned you it must be really important!" She spoke while link climbed down the ladder to his house , and then returned in the direction of her own house.
ZetaThetaBeta: So where to? I will try to give you a bit less than a paragraph about places you walk to/past and you can choose to explore them if you want
ndnbnt: shouldn't we just listen to the fairy and go to the right?

Link took off though the forest at a jog. Out of his cleft in the landscape, past Saria's house, he skirted the pond of water that was formed by the stream that entered the valley. He stopped to catch his breath near the double-headed-stump that was the house of the Twins, one of whom was busy trying to putt a large bush like weed from his yard. The shop, across the pond from where he stood seemed busy but there weren't many other Kokiri out and about.
ndnbnt: can we enter the house of twins?

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