Ningan arrived at Kakariko late afternoon. It wasn't far at all, and the journey was pleasant. However, he was equipped with only the items in my satchel, and had no idea where to find Faito or Impa. He felt more lost than free.
He paused beneath the tree at the centre of the village. In contrast to the noise of the town, the village was blissfully tranquil. It was a beautiful spring day and the only sound was the humming of the bees as they pollinated the flourishing flowers on the branches of the trees. A cool breeze gently pushed the sails of the windmill and the Cuccos chirped joyfully.
He spotted a guard standing in front of a house above some steps. Buzzing with excitement, Ningan hurried up the steps to address him. "Hello there! My name is Ningan, and I've come from Hyrule Castle!"
"Don't be ridiculous!" the guard scoffed. "What would a young boy like you be doing with the Royal Family?"
"It's true!" Ningan growled. "I'm looking for Impa!"
"Impa?" the soldier continued to laugh. "Boy, if you knew anything about Impa, you would know that you're already standing in front of her very house!"
Ningan gaped as he stood back to observe the rickety stone building before him. Surely Impa would not settle for such a place after living in the Castle?
"Go ahead; step inside." the guard gestured to the doorway with his spear.
Eagerly, Ningan turned the knob of the door and entered, not knowing what to expect. What he found was a rather spacious house decorated with books and posters all around. There was a table in the centre, a staircase and, of all things, a cow locked inside a cage at the very back.
A man approached him as his eyes darted back and forth. "Hey young man, can I help you?"
"I was looking for Impa." Ningan replied "But I'm guessing she's not at home right now."
"Oh, Impa's never at home any more." the man explained. "Since she departed to fulfil her duties to the Royal Family, she left this village and her house in the care of the residents. This place is more like a museum now, devoted to the great Impa."
"Do you mind if I have a look around?"
"Be my guest."
Ningan strolled studiously around the house, as though he were back in the Castle gallery. The books all read with similar titles: A History Of Kakariko, Kakariko Through The Years, The People Of Kakariko: Their Stories. It seemed as though Kakariko had since forgotten its Sheikah heritage; or possibly didn't have enough sources to compile any information on the subject.
He looked instead to the very artefacts which hung from the walls: swords, shields and tapestries. The tapestries were almost identical to those which hung in the Castle, depicting common Hyrulean legends. There was nothing notable about the place.
"I think I'm finished here." Ningan said finally to the curator of the house, and bid the place farewell.