Dear Zelda,
It is with a heavy heart that I must confess: the Royal Council of Hyrule has disbanded. As a consequence of my own carelessness, Laurel discovered the truth about our mission's purpose, and decided to abandon the expedition. Ezra and Dakota soon followed, and I was left alone.
I am writing to tell you that I am safe. I have retreated to the furthest corner of the continent, to a port town named Oblimos. Its cobbled pavements are a stark contrast to the dusty tumbleweed streets of the Hidden Village – its sunny shores a far cry from the dismal skies above Kakariko.
Here, I aim to continue my mission and fulfil the agenda which you intended: I am going to find another member of the Sheikah, and I will not be returning to Hyrule until I succeed.
My sincerest apologies,
Ningan.
