08-07-2018, 07:34 PM
The walk towards the ridge took as long as he would guess, while soft roars from the possible fight the three monster hunters were having could be heard even from across the open field of fire. Eventually vanishing as Ricter finally made it close to where he needed to be, he noticed the site of many oddly shaped people. However strong looking too.
They seemed like a shell-less cross of a turtle and some type of ‘golem’ creature, he wasn’t put off by their appearance, instead he quite enjoyed seeing new forms of creatures and how they looked over all. Plus even the children seemed fairly nice but before he could barley go that deep into the camp he was approached by two Gorons, one with an eye patch on the left side of his face, large and imposing, while also having arms as big as the weasels head, they seemed very powerful which was probably for good reason.
“Halt, state your business traveler.” One stated.
“Hello, I was looking for assistance in finding a certain plant, I was told that meeting with your people would aid me in finding it.” Pulling out his phone he showed the two the flower, however they scratched their heads.
“Yes, we pass by those every so often when we travel, however we disallow people who are not apart of our group to come along with us, its the rules.”
Hearing this Ricters heart sank, maybe he could ask where to maybe find it but with out any land marks that felt almost impossible, he would rather just travel with them to maybe get what he was looking for, guaranteed. “Is there any way I can possibly accompany you? Please, I need this herb really badly.” He pleaded which the two looked to on another and pointed.
“Come with me, we need to talk to Darunia.”
“Um, who’s Darunia?”
“He’s our leader, he’s helped with keeping all of us alive after what happened on death mountain. If not for him he might have possibly been wiped out by the attack Volvagia had made on our once beautiful village.”
Part of him wondered what that was exactly, but he chalked it up as being a massive tragedy of the past, he wished he had done some more research into this place but Ambrosia’s library was fairly limited outside of anything that wasn’t apart of the Tangled Greens. Silently, he gave an understanding nod as they walked towards what seemed like a large tent, beads blocked the door way and made it hard to see in. Once one walked inside the other would gesture to follow him and would do so quickly.
Inside he would find what seemed like a very large man, green in color but having the body type of a ‘dad’, a beer gut with a large upper frame, while not so much a good lower body. He was currently working, moving things around as he lifted up an entire hard stone table with one hand and placed it into a new spot, seemingly wishing to make the place look nice.
“What is it?” The Goron leader said, in a gruff tone, enough to catch the attention of anyone who was near by.
“We have another traveler who wanted information.”
“Again?! How many is that today? Four? I’m tired of everyone looking for free information.” The man hadn’t even turned around to show his face, which Ricter frowned a bit, he was a little rude, but he would try to make his case to the leader.
“I’m not looking for information for free, I need the petals from a fire flower to heal a burn that can’t be healed normally.”
The weasel explained however he didn’t even bother turning to face him, instead they were more or less happy to just ignore him. Not answering back for well around a minute before saying, “I’m still not hearing anything about what you can do for us, we don't take in free loaders.”
Which only sparked another frown from him, looking to the Goron next to him he would quickly draw his sword, causing Darunia to glance in his direction. Moving swiftly as the Goron next to him was shocked that Ricter was attacking him he gave him a light cut across his cheek however the cut would leave only a glowing harmless mark on his face. Giving no pain.
However before he could explain anything Darunia was already directly in front of him, cocking a fist back and smashing it into the weasels face. Rocking his body as the force was enough to break the ground a bit under the mustelid, making them stumble and even causing them to budge a few feet.
“You think it was smart attacking my people in front of me?! You must have a death wish boy!” He said while cracking his knuckles, the man was strong, just as he thought. Enough to even cause him some pain as he rubbed his face, having a bloody nose, wiping it away as he took a knee but stood up, sheathing his sword while saying nothing.
Before the Goron would prepare to fight the weasel the one he had cut would interject. “My eye!” Which pulled Darunia’s attention, the Goron pulling off the eye patch and instead of seeing the missing section of what could have been his eye it was fully restored. Which shocked the man to some degree as Ricter was still rubbing his face in pain.
“Its been healed, it was completely missing but its back now!” The Goron smiled, clearly elated to have his complete vision back, though Darunia seemed to keep his expression.
“Weasel, is this your doing?”
“Yeah, I have the power to heal and restore limbs . Doesn't matter what body part it is, if its missing I can fix it.”
The Goron inwardly grinned to this change of events, nodding, “I think I have the perfect job for you, you say your looking for fire flowers correct? Well in the next few days we will be leaving for a location that has exactly what your looking for. If you heal my people you may come along with us, and given how you survived a punch from me with just a bloody nose I think you’ll work well to ensure their safety as well.”
It seemed like a fine deal, though Ricter had some qualms with how it was given, as if he was going to be some doctor/body guard for his people. Plus he mentioned ‘days’ of staying in the camp rather than his plan of maybe half a day of being here, which made him contemplate what he should do. But it was his best bet, better than running around everywhere and finding nothing at all.
“Fine, sounds like a deal. Would it be too much to at least ask for an apology for you hitting me in the face?”
This was promptly ignored as the man would turn around and went back to what ever he was doing, “Good, get to work, there are plenty of injured Gorons who could use your power. I’ll talk with the other elders in the mean time to allow you passage with us, only if you do a good job.”
Just as he guessed he wouldn’t receive one, but this didn’t change his outlook much, Ricter still knew that if he could help someone it was better to do so expecting nothing in return that to do nothing expecting everything. So he would silently leave the tent, leaving the leader to go back to his home décor, the two following after him as well.
Once they left, the now healed Goron who discarded his eye patch would point to a tent not too far away, past a few others and merchant tables as well. “That tent has our local alchemist, not very good at healing but he's now our tribes physician, I’m sure if you wish to start right away this would be the best place to begin.”
Nodding the weasel understood and would begin walking over, only being stopped by the one he healed, who seemed to smile, “Thank you again for healing my eye! I’ll be sure to send many others to you with injuries like mine.”
“No problem, sorry for startling you back there.” For him it was all fine, though he would rather not take another hit like that from Darunia, on top of just a little bit of bleeding he had a small migraine too. His strike was very hard, in fact if he had a less than super natural body he could have taken off his head in one full swing, maybe this was his lucky day?
They seemed like a shell-less cross of a turtle and some type of ‘golem’ creature, he wasn’t put off by their appearance, instead he quite enjoyed seeing new forms of creatures and how they looked over all. Plus even the children seemed fairly nice but before he could barley go that deep into the camp he was approached by two Gorons, one with an eye patch on the left side of his face, large and imposing, while also having arms as big as the weasels head, they seemed very powerful which was probably for good reason.
“Halt, state your business traveler.” One stated.
“Hello, I was looking for assistance in finding a certain plant, I was told that meeting with your people would aid me in finding it.” Pulling out his phone he showed the two the flower, however they scratched their heads.
“Yes, we pass by those every so often when we travel, however we disallow people who are not apart of our group to come along with us, its the rules.”
Hearing this Ricters heart sank, maybe he could ask where to maybe find it but with out any land marks that felt almost impossible, he would rather just travel with them to maybe get what he was looking for, guaranteed. “Is there any way I can possibly accompany you? Please, I need this herb really badly.” He pleaded which the two looked to on another and pointed.
“Come with me, we need to talk to Darunia.”
“Um, who’s Darunia?”
“He’s our leader, he’s helped with keeping all of us alive after what happened on death mountain. If not for him he might have possibly been wiped out by the attack Volvagia had made on our once beautiful village.”
Part of him wondered what that was exactly, but he chalked it up as being a massive tragedy of the past, he wished he had done some more research into this place but Ambrosia’s library was fairly limited outside of anything that wasn’t apart of the Tangled Greens. Silently, he gave an understanding nod as they walked towards what seemed like a large tent, beads blocked the door way and made it hard to see in. Once one walked inside the other would gesture to follow him and would do so quickly.
Inside he would find what seemed like a very large man, green in color but having the body type of a ‘dad’, a beer gut with a large upper frame, while not so much a good lower body. He was currently working, moving things around as he lifted up an entire hard stone table with one hand and placed it into a new spot, seemingly wishing to make the place look nice.
“What is it?” The Goron leader said, in a gruff tone, enough to catch the attention of anyone who was near by.
“We have another traveler who wanted information.”
“Again?! How many is that today? Four? I’m tired of everyone looking for free information.” The man hadn’t even turned around to show his face, which Ricter frowned a bit, he was a little rude, but he would try to make his case to the leader.
“I’m not looking for information for free, I need the petals from a fire flower to heal a burn that can’t be healed normally.”
The weasel explained however he didn’t even bother turning to face him, instead they were more or less happy to just ignore him. Not answering back for well around a minute before saying, “I’m still not hearing anything about what you can do for us, we don't take in free loaders.”
Which only sparked another frown from him, looking to the Goron next to him he would quickly draw his sword, causing Darunia to glance in his direction. Moving swiftly as the Goron next to him was shocked that Ricter was attacking him he gave him a light cut across his cheek however the cut would leave only a glowing harmless mark on his face. Giving no pain.
However before he could explain anything Darunia was already directly in front of him, cocking a fist back and smashing it into the weasels face. Rocking his body as the force was enough to break the ground a bit under the mustelid, making them stumble and even causing them to budge a few feet.
“You think it was smart attacking my people in front of me?! You must have a death wish boy!” He said while cracking his knuckles, the man was strong, just as he thought. Enough to even cause him some pain as he rubbed his face, having a bloody nose, wiping it away as he took a knee but stood up, sheathing his sword while saying nothing.
Before the Goron would prepare to fight the weasel the one he had cut would interject. “My eye!” Which pulled Darunia’s attention, the Goron pulling off the eye patch and instead of seeing the missing section of what could have been his eye it was fully restored. Which shocked the man to some degree as Ricter was still rubbing his face in pain.
“Its been healed, it was completely missing but its back now!” The Goron smiled, clearly elated to have his complete vision back, though Darunia seemed to keep his expression.
“Weasel, is this your doing?”
“Yeah, I have the power to heal and restore limbs . Doesn't matter what body part it is, if its missing I can fix it.”
The Goron inwardly grinned to this change of events, nodding, “I think I have the perfect job for you, you say your looking for fire flowers correct? Well in the next few days we will be leaving for a location that has exactly what your looking for. If you heal my people you may come along with us, and given how you survived a punch from me with just a bloody nose I think you’ll work well to ensure their safety as well.”
It seemed like a fine deal, though Ricter had some qualms with how it was given, as if he was going to be some doctor/body guard for his people. Plus he mentioned ‘days’ of staying in the camp rather than his plan of maybe half a day of being here, which made him contemplate what he should do. But it was his best bet, better than running around everywhere and finding nothing at all.
“Fine, sounds like a deal. Would it be too much to at least ask for an apology for you hitting me in the face?”
This was promptly ignored as the man would turn around and went back to what ever he was doing, “Good, get to work, there are plenty of injured Gorons who could use your power. I’ll talk with the other elders in the mean time to allow you passage with us, only if you do a good job.”
Just as he guessed he wouldn’t receive one, but this didn’t change his outlook much, Ricter still knew that if he could help someone it was better to do so expecting nothing in return that to do nothing expecting everything. So he would silently leave the tent, leaving the leader to go back to his home décor, the two following after him as well.
Once they left, the now healed Goron who discarded his eye patch would point to a tent not too far away, past a few others and merchant tables as well. “That tent has our local alchemist, not very good at healing but he's now our tribes physician, I’m sure if you wish to start right away this would be the best place to begin.”
Nodding the weasel understood and would begin walking over, only being stopped by the one he healed, who seemed to smile, “Thank you again for healing my eye! I’ll be sure to send many others to you with injuries like mine.”
“No problem, sorry for startling you back there.” For him it was all fine, though he would rather not take another hit like that from Darunia, on top of just a little bit of bleeding he had a small migraine too. His strike was very hard, in fact if he had a less than super natural body he could have taken off his head in one full swing, maybe this was his lucky day?