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"Heads up!" a voice yelled, causing all eight of them to look up towards the cloaked figure in a tree. An arrow embedded itself between a bokoblin's eyes, effectively killing it. The mysterious hylian then jumped down, landing on another bokoblin, crushing it, and immediately moved to engulf a moblin in flames. In less than a minute, the remaining monsters were all dead. 

This was the first hylian they'd seen since arriving in this desolate Hyrule.

"Y’all good? No injuries?" Closer up they could see a freckled nose and a small grin, but the shadow of the cloak’s hood covered the strangers eyes. 

"Other than a few bruises and scrapes, nope." Time answered for the group.

"Neat. Have some chunks- just in case." the stranger said, tossing a bag over to him. "Crush them in your hand and sprinkle it over injuries. Or just eat 'em. Whichever is easier." Having said that, he turned and left to pluck his arrow from the bokoblin.

"Hey wait, what's your name? Where's the nearest town? We haven't seen anyone for ages!" Wind rushed to get it all out before the stranger could leave. He turned around, putting the arrow back in his quiver. 

"The name's Fay. And I think the nearest town is about two days to the south."

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Link, who goes by Fay nowadays, would very much like to go home, re-bandage his leg, and go to sleep. Alas, sleep is unavailable, as he needs to stop the deaths of some odd travelers who somehow have no clue where they are. Isn't it common sense to only go on these types of roads if you’re well prepared and know what you're doing? Apparently not. 

He finally shook them off after giving directions to the nearest town and heading in the opposite direction. Or so he thought…

Three days later, he came across another monster camp. That wasn’t unusual. The monsters were a bit tougher and had black blood. That was unusual. Fay defeated them all the same with a sword, fire, and some lightning. 

Which was when the odd group showed up. Again. 

"Hello again! I thought you went a different direction than us." the white-caped one spoke up. 

"You weren't following us, were you?" the blue-scarved one asked with narrowed eyes. 

Fay flicked the black blood off his sword before sheathing it. It seemed to catch the attention of quite a few. "I was, but now I'm here. I’m a traveler.”

The one with a wolf’s pelt blinked, processing that, then glanced at the one with one eye. “We went to the village, but they wouldn't let us in. Something about eyes?”

Fay shrugged, “It happens. People are often spread thin on resources and wary of newcomers. The eyes of Ganon are everywhere after all.”

Before any of them could reply he tilted his head, starting to feel a strange tug on his magic. A dark purple and black portal opened beneath their feet, slurping them all up.

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Chunks/ කෑලි (kǣli): crystalized fairy dust. It has a similar Mohs to chalk. The fairies don't have to leave their fountains spending days in a bottle, and hylians don't have to spare precious resources. "Why can't you just eat the chunks? Isn't that the obviously easier option?" you may ask. Well, if you eat the chunk, the effect will be equally spread about. The chunk doesn't know what the fuck you want it to do. if you crush and sprinkle it over an injury, the effects will be stronger and targeted to that one area.

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The brain rot wouldn't leave, so I wrote somethin. Credit to my sister who beta read. <3 I write once in a green moon. Today was a green moon.

Memory is Overrated

The heros were fighting a group of monsters. What else was new? Wild was cursed by a wizrobe. Oh right, that's new. Wild was cursed by a wizrobe! No one knows what the curse was, but Wilds' scars are now fresh-ish burn wounds, and he's a bit shorter. Maybe it was a de-aging spell? But those usually make one a child, and not... well, whatever age wild is physically at the moment.

~~~wild pov~~~

he woke up to noises. He wasn't sure what they were, where they came from, or what they meant, all he knew was that he could hear them. He felt like there were other Hylians around him. How did he know they were Hylians? Was that normal? How is he able to tell? Was he supposed to know about them? He didn't know, so he simply took to observing the black void with shiny white dots and green around the edges. He soon started to count the shiny dots. What's counting? How'd he know how to do it? After a while it seemed the counting could not continue and he took to just observing once more.

"Oh hey, you're up." A hylian with brown hair popped into his view and made weird noises. Why was it making those noises? He stared at the Hylian in confusion. Why is he doing that? Is that what one does when confused? Make a facial expression to convey that feeling?

"You ok, Wild?" More noises, different from the last set of noises, but still incomprehensible. He continued to stare in confusion.

"Hey twilight, can you come over here?" The hylian turned its head in a different direction. Were the noises for communication? Another brown haired hylian approached. Did all hylians have brown hair? The two made quieter noises to eachother. Did volume have a meaning?

"Hey cub? Can you hear me?" Just like with the other hylian, he stared in confusion. Was he supposed to understand the noises? They seemed to be directed towards him.

"His ear twitched, he can hear me, but doesn't seem to understand me."

The second hylian turned to the first. There was a look of regret in his eyes. How'd he know that? What's regret?

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wild's scars look like fresh-ish burns. He's a bit shorter. Left eye is glowing sheika blue (there's a scar across it). He has a few, vague memories of the champions and knight training. He remembers some speech and like, five half recipes. So, basically, the gang must now take care of a mostly feral Wild.

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found this while cleaning out my notes, dunno how nor when i made this beauty.