Prologue

The bouncer grabbed his collar and flung him onto Kakariko's main street. The man stood, cursing, then stumbled off to find shelter from the rain and a way to get the mud off his shirt.

Gorons always won drinking contests.

His stomach gurgled ominously. He rushed to an alley between the bar and the inn.

After several moments of retching, his stomach was done purging itself. He started tostraighten himself, then noticed something. The rain must've washed the dirt off it. He picked it up and wiped off the rest of the dirt.

A smokey quartz crystal the size of a finger. A strange light pulsed from an ember deep inside it. Blue light.