Yeah yeah yeah I know. It's been way too long since an update. I really hate some people's excuses for late work. I will just tell you plain and simple I didn't feel like writing yet. Now that I do feel like it, maybe I can get more chapters going. So now the story can officially begin! I don't own Nintendo.
Chapter 1: Exile on the Great Sea
Link was rowing about almost aimlessly. Two weeks now he had been traveling on the Great Sea in exile. Several times he was spotted by passing ships who tried to take him out. Only by rowing upwind, was he able to escape death's grip.
"How does news spread around this freakin' ocean so quickly?" Link asked after going through another said event.
'I need to find a place to stay and rest. I haven't been on land since before we were last on Windfall,' he thought.
Link decided to make a daring and desperate decision to land on the capital of the Great Sea. It was either that or continuing to eat raw fish whenever he caught them. It was just about sunset which should provide him enough shadow cover. He was naturally good at going around unseen or unheard.
'Here we go.'
Windfall Island
Link pulled the boat onto the shore underneath the island's far out cliff. It was already high tide so he wouldn't have to worry about the boat drifting away. Now for the tricky part. Link had to go into the town and find a place to stay without getting spotted and killed. Link decided to take another chance. He made his way quietly to a bar that was occupied by some of the more, unclean, occupants of the Great Sea. The noise and drunken laughter died out as he entered the room. They all knew this man, what he had done, and the penalty that lay upon him.
'This bunch is a fearful crowd.' Link thought.
Link let a piercing gaze sweep the room looking into every eye. In them, he didn't see a twinkling of a few rupees to be made, not the satisfaction they might have of killing the Hero. No, he saw raw fear. Link nodded slightly glad to see they got the message.
"Go back to your drinks. You never saw me."
The patrons were all too happy to oblige. They immediately resumed talking as if nothing happened. Link turned to the bar master to get a room for the night. Link put his things in the room, left his hat, and walked back into the main area. Link decided that it was time to gather information on the world outside. He searched for a group of men and found a decent looking one. The men looked on in shock as the former Hero of Winds jus sauntered up to their table and had a seat. Their shock turned into joy as Link ordered several pitchers of beer for the table all on him. Link knew that though they feared him, they started to trust him. Link started asking questions and they were all too happy to answer, for they believed they owed him.
"I've heard some rumors that some moblins have started building ships," Link said.
"Aw, who knows? Maybe they decided to become shipwrights and make a few rupees!" one pirate joked.
Another replied, "War's brewin' that's for sure. But against what I don't know."
"Since when do moblins get organized?"
"You can believe it or not, but a ship full of 'em attacked us on the way here."
Link digested that information for a minute. "Is it possible they are being led or even enslaved?"
"It's possible boy. Just hope you're not right."
'And what if I am?' he thought.
Quietly, Link left the table and went to his room. He lay on his bed contemplating the events of the past few weeks. The death of Keith, the beginning of his exile, the dodging passing ships, and now his return to Windfall. Link began to wonder, 'I know I was wrong in what I had done. Now I can't help but feel guilty. Not only did I plain out kill a man in cold blood, I hated Tetra for banishing me. Now the Great Sea has no hero. I can't go out publicly saving people all the time, but…..what about secretly?'
Finally finished. It has indeed been awhile. If you are a good watcher you will have noticed some links to Knil the Exile already. I will update as soon as I can. (Or whenever I feel like it.) LOL. Review Please!