Daruk's eyes sparkled like diamonds encased in solid rock as he watched the local blacksmith carrying back with him a satchel of ore, the man grimacing with some trembling fright now that Daruk clutched the desk that sat near the entrance to the prospector's tent, seemingly ready to pounce toward him.

The Hylian slowed his advance with continued worry, though Zelda assured him simply enough, smiling defeatedly as she nodded, "Don't worry; his bark is worse than his bite. or, rather, his posture is worse."

The blacksmith, Ronk, stepped forward timidly still, recoiling as he dropped the satchel atop the desk, leaving Daruk awestruck, "Goddess! It's a veritable masterpiece of assorted chunks of ore!"

Zelda nodded, "They say the castle was constructed where it was because of the magnificent glow of the landscape when the light hit the soil just right. Apparently, the ore was so shallow that it only added its luster to the very ground beneath us."

"Well, such brilliant planning shouldn't go unrecognized," Daruk grinned sneakily, rubbing his mitts together in anticipation, "nor untasted."

Nestled between the quarry and the Regencia river, the Champions had taken time out to visit the tiny settlement of Willowdale, the small length of buildings originally put up as an outpost toward any oncoming threats from the west; however, with the quarry booming in the wake of the King's massive excavation work, the small town had begun to bustle, with many miners strolling along the stretch of businesses with their pockets newly lined with rupees.

Especially as of late, the once-sleepy town benefited from its prosperous position just within the plains of Hyrule; any trade heading toward the castle would pass through here, leading to a rather impressive collection of cultures. While Hylians made up their businesses, Zora, Goron, Rito, and Gerudo alike had congregated to benefit from the riches being mined, even if the conglomeration meant fewer and fewer people stood to profit. Still, Willowdale remained a popular destination for most people attracted to the marriage of cultures allowed to ruminate along that stretch of road.

Nowhere else was this mixture more noticeable than at the boisterous tavern that had been erected along that trade road, The Dry Lychee, where each culture's arguable claims to fame were brought to ruminate, amalgamate, and permeate in endless assortments of alcoholic beverages, from the Goron's quartz brew, to the Gerudo's 'Cove Soda', and even the Rito's signature drink to play tables games around, 'Kodlal's Magnificent Cocktail' managed to establish itself among these parts. Bartenders would mix outlandish concoctions from all these varying cultures, finding out new and amazing beverages that would greet the dry, peckish lips of quarrymen before quickly gaining names and reputations among travelers themselves.

Link turned down the bar toward Mipha, leaning in close to speak to her beneath the ravenous bustle of patrons all along the inside of the tavern, "See anything?"

"No," she muttered almost helplessly, "I haven't, uh, ever-"

Before Link could suggest anything non-alcoholic, Urbosa's voice came booming from the other side of the Hylian as she leaned backward to face Mipha, "Try the Starlight Stir! I hear it's to die for!"

Mipha bit her lip with apprehension as Link tuned the Gerudo out, rolling his eyes before assuring, "They've got milk, too, I'm sure."

"No," Mipha repeated, more so with determination this time, "I- I want to try something!"

Shrugging with a surprised expression, Link nodded, "Alright. Anything catch your- Bartender!"

He reached a hand up, catching the attention of the scruffy-faced owner of the tavern, who sauntered over as if he had a leg made of wood, hobbling along before stopped in front of the quartet of Champions, pressing his hands against the countertop as if to steady himself.

"What'c'n I do fer ya?" he asked with broken speech.

Link turned to Mipha for a moment before returning, "What all have you got that's in the 'lesser alcohol' family?"

"Ah!" the man exclaimed, reaching up to dive his hand into his beard, sending the coarse hair there to churn as he scratched his chin, "We got's'm Nugget Cloud'f yer inta that stuff. Other th'n that, s'me Imperial Verdn't."

"We'll go with that for her," Link nodded, giving Mipha a slight smile as he went on, "And a little bit of Murk Mirage for me."

Urbosa marveled, "Ah! Something from the desert!"

Before Link could reply in a droll tone, Urbosa threw an arm around his neck, pulling him close before rubbing a vigorous fist atop his head, "Atta boy!"

He pulled away, ashamedly looking away as he fixed his hair, avoiding the giggling glance from Mipha.

"I'll get some Cove Soda for now," Urbosa snickered.

"Fer now?! Well, lass, you be my fav'rite customer!" the bartender chuckled, turning toward Revali, who sat on the end of the foursome, "'nd you, mate?"

Revali frowned as if displeased by his selection, muttering coolly, "You haven't much of a selection at all, have you..?"

The bartender replied with a solid grimace of his own, though the prospect of losing a customer overtook any animosity that might have begun to rise, leaving him only to answer with, "I've got wh'tever ya see, but I c'n mix up anythin' ya might like t' try."

His lips rolling back and forth with indesiciveness, Revali finally growned, rubbing his face with his hand, "Just- How about some Estuary Ale with some Fermentary."

"Aye, sir! I c'n-"

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"

In a split second, the entire tavern burst wide open into a raucous applause, sending Mipha's head shooting over her shoulder with a terrifying stare, startled by the applause that seemed to vibrate the very building, even shaking the darkly humid air that clung to the atmosphere of the dusky tavern. Link reached a gentle hand atop her shoulder, chuckling as he leaned in once again.

"You'll get it in a little bit, don't worry; I'll show you."

Mipha returned a glance up toward Link, his warm eyes seemingly bringing a calmness to her every nerve as she nodded, growing rather curious now that Link seemed to be aware of that off phenomenon. Link returned to the bartender with a nod as the old man hobbled away quickly, preparing their drinks with a certain care that seemed out of place amidst such a wild environment.

Seeming as though she were right as home, Urbosa leaned back atop the barstool, twisting her back in a large swatch of stretches as she noted loudly, breaking through the bustling volume ringing from wall to wall, "Giving that poor man the business, eh Revali?"

"The business is his," Revali reminded with a scowl, "I don't drop rupees for just anybody. It must be fairly earned."

Urbosa grinned, shaking her head, "Just wait until you're a few drinks in. I'm absolutely aflutter with the thought of seeing your true self once the alcohol takes away that veneer of yours."

"Pah!" Revali scoffed, "We Rito never drink to excess."

Urbosa's eyes widened with excitement, "Goddess, I so wish you did! Flying around, doing drunken loopty-loops? I would drop so many rupees to see that."

"At least if this Champion thing doesn't work out," Link quipped with a smirk, "You have a legitimate business of your own to consider."

Revali replied with a sidelong stare toward the others, muttering as his eyes came to Mipha, "At least you seem to understand the merits of controlling yourself."

"I mean, I don't think alcohol has the same effect on Zora; at least, not your kind," she acknowledged plainly, obviously unsure of the topic beyond a general sense, "I think I remember our stuff was once quite prized, simply due to the novelty of it."

Urbosa rolled her eyes, "Ah, yes… There are stories of some beer brewed within Lulu Lake."

"Pfft," Link stifled a laugh, "Really? We had those, too. Something about some shady Zora peddler selling water and marketing it as 'Zoran Whiskey' or something.

Urbosa frowned, "Really? The rumor back in the desert was that it was from the lake was where all the burly Zora men bathed."

Link blew a furious laugh between his tight lips, unable to contain himself while Mipha also joined in with a good-natured laugh of her own. Revali merely propped his elbows onto the bar, burying his face into his hands as he groaned to himself, utterly tired, already, of such humor.

"I mean, I guess that might appeal to your fellow Gerudo," Link reasoned wryly.

Urbosa widened her eyes for a brief moment in exasperation, "I suppose not really; the peddler would take the very same bottles and market them, also, as brewed from the waters of Mikau Lake, which is where the most beautiful Zora women were said to bathe. Like, literally, the same water."

Mipha spoke up, earning the two's attention as she noted, "I don't know about any lakes being specific bathing spots, but I think the story has the two mixed up. Mikau would be the 'male' lake, and Lulu would be the 'female' one, so far as the names go."

"See? This is what happens when alcohol and long nights join together," Urbosa groaned, "All the stories just run together and get all screwed up."

Link smirked, "I mean, it created a better story in the end, I think."

"I suppose," Urbosa shrugged, "Just don't be selling plain water while Revali's charging tickets, you hear?"

Covering her mouth to conceal a giggle, Mipha nodded, "I understand."

"I'll let you know-" Urbosa paused as the barkeep strode over with tremendous effort, his uneven gait sending only a few sloshes of liquid running over the steins as he raised his hands to keep them somewhat free from his movements before resting them gently atop the bar.

"Here ya go!" he proudly proclaimed, divvying out the four tall mugs, leaving Revali's for last, uttering in warning, "Just let me know 'f ya need somethin' else t' cut a bit o' th' sting."

Frowning with placid eyes, offended by the man's insinuation that he couldn't hold his liquor, Revali snatched away the stein, sliding it close to his chest as he offered almost pitiably, "Thanks."

The bartender sent his smile down the line of travelers before stalking along the length of the bar to tend to other patrons, his absence prompting Urbosa to sit up in her seat, a disgusted look on her face, "Goddess! Revali, is that yours?!"

She leaned in close for a whiff of his beverage, though Revali quickly slid the mug away with a disgusted look himself, leaving Urbosa to quip, "That thing reeks of alcohol!"

"As it should," he proclaimed simply, "What have you to think of our Rito bodies that such a stench makes you believe I will quake with fear?"

Urbosa eyed him quizzically, leaving Link to respond, taking a sip of his own drink, "She means that drinks are meant to be enjoyed, not defeated."

"I enjoy it all the same," Revali asserted easily, bringing the brew to his lips before carefully pouring some along the side of his beak, making a show to gasp in satisfaction as he returned the stein to the bar, "Aaaaah."

Link shook his head, "I'd say 'whatever floats your boat', but- A boat isn't the only thing floating in a bit."

Just before taking a sip of her own, Urbosa suddenly broke her hand away before leaning forward, laughing at his words while Link only rolled his eyes at Revali's behavior, turning toward Mipha as she silently stared into her own cup, her hands spinning in benign circles as she watched the vicous liquid slosh around within the vessel. Link smiled sweetly at her antics, taking another sip of his own before assuring her.

"Still want to try? One sip isn't going to do anything, especially for a Zora."

She eyed him, "What's it supposed to do?"

"Well, if we drink enough, we get drunk, right?" he noted simply, shrugging, "Not Knights, of course; we're not allowed to take more than a couple steins at any time, but Urbosa, here, could probably pound an oasis-full of the stuff-"

"That's putting it mildly," Urbosa smirked wryly, "My age, and responsibilities, have forced me to slow my natural speed when it comes to this stuff, but there's a reason I was known as the Desert Swimmer in my younger age."

She stared off into space fondly for a brief moment before chuckling, turning toward Link and Mipha, "There's nowhere, really, to swim in a desert, you know."

"Yeah, got it," Link nodded pithily, returning to Mipha, "Getting drunk kind of loosens your faculties, and while that inhibits your judgement, it also does a number on your natural defenses when it comes to facades."

Mipha watched him warily as he grinned, "Which is why Urbosa was so interested in our Rito spilling some down his gullet."

"Misguided as always," Revali murmured dismissively.

Link assured once again, "But, again, a few sips won't affect you much, if at all."

Lips pursed in something of interest, Mipha took another somewhat lengthy glance at the drink before slowly bringing the stein up to her mouth, carefully taking a swig before immediately tearing the cup away from her face, a dainty cough leaving her as the drink left a twinge of heat swirling along her tongue.

"There you go!" Urbosa charged with exuberance, "That'll put-! Well, you have no hair, but still! Get 'em, girl!"

Link couldn't but chuckle at Urbosa's sudden burst of enthusiasm, reaching over as he did so to pat Mipha's back, bridging the gap between his lips and her ear even more to allow a softer voice, "That bad, huh?"

"N- No," she assured with a challenged shake of her head, "It was just- unexpected, I guess."

Link stroked her back, the warmth of his hand calming her quivering nerves, "It's okay. So long as we're waiting for those two, we in no hurr-"

*clang*

"YAAAAAAAAAAY!"

"WOOOHOOOOO!"

The tavern once again exploded into a mass of hysteria as every patron burst out a thrilling cry of emotion, with even Urbosa getting into it this time, sending the walls of the building into a frenzy from the collective tremor of energy. Mipha shook once again at the sudden clasp of sensation, turning to Link, who turned away from the bar in his seat to offer his own bit of applause, laughing to himself as he returned to Mipha.

"We probably seem like animals," he quipped humorously.

Mipha watched him cautiously, "What was-"

"Ah, I've got to show you," Link nodded in recollection, grabbing his stein and carrying to his lips, taking a massive swig as Urbosa watched with awe.

"Now, child!" she began to scold before laughing, "You're like the pool beneath a waterfall!"

Mipha looked on with awe, based solely on Urbosa's amazement, not understanding, at all, the trial Link was currently partaking in, before the Knight brought his stein nearly upright, taking in the last swig of drink before returning it to its proper stance.

"Aah. There," he proclaimed proudly before explaining, "And whenever you finish a glass-"

His drink finished, Link raised the stein up only slightly before slamming it onto the wooden top of the bar, the patrons all replying with a boisterous,

"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Link couldn't help but smirk embarrassingly at the newest clamor being directed at him, forcing himself to lean forward toward the bar as Urbosa pounded the palm of her hand into his back.

"Yo ho ho!" she exclaimed, obviously quite far into her own stein.

Revali shook his head underneath the thunderous, dull roar of the bar patrons, grumbling lowly, "Animals indeed…"

Waving the bartender over with wild fluctuations of her wrist, Urbosa shouted, "Another! Another!"

Link shook his head, "I can't, really."

"Why?!" Urbosa exclaimed.

Pointing to his chest, Link eyed her seriously, "Me. Knight. Remember?"

Frowning, Urbosa's lips spun in scathing critique, "Knight, my ass. You're no longer a knight, you dope."

Reaching across her body as she held onto his shoulder, only somewhat for balance, Urbosa slammed a fist into his chest, "You're a Champion, now. and Champions make merry!"

With a groan, Link rolled his eyes as the bartender approached, the Hylian muttering, "Just one more, please. A half of a mug, maybe."

The scraggily man nodded with a smirk before spinning around erratically, leaving Link to return to Mipha, only for a look of shock to stretch across his face.

"Mipha?!"

Indeed, in the interim between now and the last time he'd watched her, Mipha was barreling her beverage down her throat with reckless abandon. Too sensitive to her current act of swallowing the large amount of drink, he couldn't very well stop her, simply forcing him to watch with an amalgamation of confusion and wonderment.

"Goddess!" Urbosa shouted as she leaned forward to watch, mouth agape.

Link's eyes widened, "N- No kidding."

A soft stream of alcohol began to stream down Mipha's chin as she ingested the drink as a whole, finally, after what seemed like an hour, she dropped her head forward as the stein pulled away from her face, only a gentle cough escaping her as she felt the scorching aftereffects of the liquid on her throat.

Link couldn't move, his jaw fallen as it was, only for Mipha to shoot him a sidelong glance as a wry smirk crossed her face before slamming the tall mug into the bar herself.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAY!

"WOAAAAAAAAHRRR!"

Another powerful eruption of electric cheers and hollers broke the thick air of the tavern, leaving Mipha to laugh beneath the intense wave of gravity that seemed to fluctuate around her.

"That was fun," she concluded with a grin.

Link could only watch, still in shock, before finally managing an utterance, "I- What-"

Her lips glistened with leftover libation as she left him with a mocking simper, "I couldn't let you beat me so easily, now could I?"

A disjointed, surprised laugh left Link as he looked around, still uncertain as to this reality, before spinning back toward Urbosa, who only teased him through a tipsy tone, "Hey, you're a man, aren't you? You better keep that one."

"I-" Link stammered, finally reorienting his collectively failing thoughts as he started again, "Okay, we're not about to turn this into a duel."

Mipha smirked mischievously, "Scared you that much, did I?"

"Hardly," Link scoffed, hoping to safe face even as Mipha giggled at his show of machismo, "It's just-"

His eyes never wavered from her own as he leaned in close. Mipha felt a shiver running down the length of her spine as his face approached hers, until his tongue slid between his lips, catching that trail of alcohol along her chin before taking her into a kiss, cleaning her lips as his warm, sultry embrace upon her own pair left her nearly as breathless as that massive swig of beer had.

He made sure to let his lips curl into a smirk against her own before pulling away with a chillingly slow speed, his voice breaking through in a heated, low tone, "You're the only thing I want to drink endlessly."

Were a blush ever possible upon her face, Mipha was sure she would have experiences such a sensation.

"What?!" Urbosa shouted in annoyance, "What'd you say?!"

Link left Mipha with a prolonged stare atop his own smirk before turning to Urbosa to answer, "Nothing."

Urbosa's brow shot forward, "That wasn't nothing, boy!"

"That's all you're gonna hear, though," Link grinned, earning him a particularly nasty sneer from Urbosa as she took another sip of her drink.

She growled lowly, "You're lucky this stuff turns me into a teddy bear…"

"Pshaw, a teddy bear," Revali suddenly quipped from her other side, "A lynel, more like it."

Inebriated as he'd become from such a rushed chug, Link couldn't restrain a laugh of sputtering past his closed lips, his arm rushing up to cover his face while Urbosa dramatically raised her head, only to lower it to the side, eying the Rito with serious, clenched eyes.

"Got a problem, bird man?"

Revali flinched begrudgingly, shooting a stare back at her, "With you three? Quite so, yes."

Urbosa's lips curled with suspicion as she turned slowly back toward her drink, muttering lowly, "So nothing new, then…"

"What? Still expecting me to fall drunk?" Revali suddenly challenged, raising his voice, "Such a preposterous proposition! A veritable- A-!"

Stumbling over his words, a phenomenon that seemed unheard of coming from one as persnickety as Revali, Link and Urbosa spun their stares toward the Rito, who took a final swing of his filthily alcoholic drink, gasping g for breath as he angrily proclaimed, "Such boorish insinuation! An intonation of-! That is-!"

Urbosa's lips turned asnarl as she grinned widely, leaned back closer toward Link as she spoke up in autopsy language, "Oh, it comin'."

Nodding, Link watched Revali more with apprehension than humor, even as Mipha joined in a surprised look of her own. The Rito's clamoring drew to a climax as he sputtered noisily, earning even the bartender's attention.

"Your own, sniveling- Take that!"

He suddenly slammed his empty stain into the bar, sending the tavern alight with whooping cheers.

"YEAAAA-!"

Unsatisfied, Revali drew his Stein upward once more, furiously slamming it down onto the wooden bar with repeated blows, shouting with boisterous exuberance as he raised his other hand into the air, "Cheer on! Praise your Rito over-!"

"Hey, now!" the bartender spoke up urgently, now that the cheering had immediately died down due to Revali's continuing slams, "Calm down ya rabble-"

Revali's incessant clamoring caused a nearby table of quarrymen to rise to their feet, the most superior among them shouting loudly at the Rito, "Hey! Quit rousting the bar, feather brain!"

Lost in some depth of drunkenness, Revali shot a piercing gaze over his shoulder, biting the air as he went on slamming the stein, "Now cheer!"

"Oh, we're gonna cheer alright," the man growled, rolling a sleeve up his arm as he threw his head in direction, sending himself and the three other Hylian men at the table toward the bar as he shouted, "And shut that incessant racket up!"

The bartender clutched the edge of the bar to steady himself as he pleaded, "N- Now, patrons! Let's just-!"

The old man's spine shook wildly as Revali took the stein and, instead of continuing his bothersome slams, wound up his arm and threw the stein at the collection of Hylians, just barely missing their leading man as he ducked out of the way, his teeth seething angrily as he began charging the bar.

"Gah, ha ha!" Urbosa chuckled, covering her face with her hand as her head shook from side to side, "Oh goddess, how stupid we've become!"

Revali turned, sliding off his stool as he squared up, angrily spinning his face forward while raising his fists, spouting out in a concealed rage, "Come on, then! I've been meaning to do this, you goons!"

The quarryman took a step forward, readying a punch, when the shrill echo of a sword exiting its sheath split the air, the man turning with a start toward Link, who had drawn the Master Sword, holding it out as his eyes jumped from one participant to the next, finally resting atop the main man amongst them.

"Let's not do this, now," he warned coldly.

Revali seethed, "No! Let's!"

The Rito jolted forward, feigning a strike, which forced the quarrymen to recoil, the shameful reaction causing them to burn with retaliation, though Link only drew his Sword higher, stepping closer into that space between the two parties.

"Okay, the Rito is cut off," Link groaned, "Don't let him ruin your night."

The leader shouted, "The beast threw a freakin' mug at my head!"

His eyes coursing, Revali sneered, "And I'd do it again."

The quarrymen finally advanced, despite Link's drawn weapon, leaving Revali to shrug his shoulders, sending his plumage fluttering in an impressive display, perhaps meant to incite terror within an opponent, but the quarrymen weren't about to be deterred. Link bit his lip as he dropped his arm, knowing better than to draw blood, before shoving himself against the pair of quarrymen charging Revali's position.

"In the name of the King, I command you-!" Link started, only for one of the men to push him away with a cackle.

"This pathetic waif," one of the men laughed, "Piss off, kid!"

Link's brow drew forward angrily as he took his hands to the man's shoulders, forcing his weight into a massive shove that sent the quarryman barreling backward, knocking down another and sending them to the ground with a *THUD*. The other two men, their leader among them, squared up themselves as Link readied himself, the tavern beginning to rouse themselves with cheers amidst the encroaching violence, a loud collection of boisterous voices and growls nearly deafening the entire audience of bar-goers.

"That's more like it!" Revali shouted, pushing Link to the side as he approached the two cronies, "Back off, you fool! Allow me to show you how a Rito-!"

Without warning, the quarryman rushed into Revali, barreling into the Rito's body and sending him sailing back into the bar, a loud *CRACK* bursting through the air as his body shattered the stool as he descended, his faculties. Link threw his hands to grab the back of the man's shoulders, only for the second quarryman to rush up to Link, sending a punch sailing through the air meant for the knight's face, only for Mipha to glance the man's shin just enough to send him folding up onto the floor, the bar growing into an incessantly magnificent auditorium as cheers and screams echoed to a crescendo at the sight of a female Zora joining the fray.

Before Link could ready himself, the quarryman leader had spun toward him, readying a swift punch that was only met with a quicker dodge by Link, who spun away, sending a calculated arm through the air to catch the man's neck with his wrist, yanking the man neck-first into his chest as if in a choke-hold, eying the two others who had finally recuperated from their drunken collapse.

"HEEEY!" came a booming voice, rising even higher than the cacophonous volume of bar patron's cheers, sending a tremor right across the floor that made it appear as though an earthquake were crossing just underneath everybody's feet.

The mass of eyes quickly turned toward the door, Link and Mipha catching Daruk there with his hands drawn cupped around his mouth as he stood there, frowning, while Zelda stood at his side, arms crossed, as she watched angrily from the entrance.

"Thank you, Daruk," she muttered with a low voice, "Now what in the goddesses name is going on in here?!"

The quarrymen lazily attempted to make themselves presentable, with one of them slapping the other awake, complaining dully, "C'mon, you fool! It's the freakin' Princess!"

At Zelda's question, Link released the man from his grasp, who quickly stepped away, clutching his neck with a soothing caress while turning to eye the man who had just subdued him.

"Pfft, nothing," Urbosa cackled with a wonderous voice as she spun around atop her barstool, "Just some fun! Well, fun for me, anyway."

Zelda groaned, recognizing the Gerudo's lack of faculties as she stepped deeper into the tavern, approaching the quarrymen with a frown before speaking up, "Get on out of here. I'll handle your tab as an apology."

While such a deal sent three of the men into a thrilling tizzy, the leader barred his teeth, "And what of them?! This one's impersonatin' a soldier or somethin'!"

Zelda glanced at Link with confusion, answering, "It is no impersonation. This man is a Royal Knight. Would he have willed it, you four wouldn't be allowed the ability to walk home. As for the Rito-"

She stared at Revali as he shakily worked his way up from the floor, his drunken stupor leaving him barely able to even find a proper place to push himself up.

"Just go," she repeated with a frown, which sent the four men slowly exiting the tavern, amidst a varying assortment of disagreement.

Zelda sighed before raising a hand, turning toward the larger collection of patrons before speaking up, "Go back to your drinks, please."

Despite her words, even as the guests gradually began returning to their previous conversations, the volume had decreased significantly in discomfort while Zelda and Daruk strolled up to the bar, the Goron helping Revali up to his feet.

"Heh heh," Daruk chortled with a grin before teasing in a sing-song voice, "You got in trooouble."

His drunken anger having been snuffed out like a gasoline fire left with nothing to power it further, Revali has taken to exhaustion as Daruk picked him up, pulling another stool over to sit him on before dropping his torso along the top of the bar, leaving the Rito lying there listlessly.

Urbosa's eyes strained, "I wanna sing a song."

"Please don't," Link pleaded.

Zelda reached into her pockets, finding a few rupees there to hand off to the barkeep, sighing as she apologized, "Sorry for that. Hopefully that covers the stool, as well."

"Oh, gracious, me!" the man shouted in surprise, "Anythin' from the Princess 's good graces is plenty! Now, er, what would'ya like, you two?"

Daruk patted Revali on the back as the Rito fell asleep in his slumped-over posture before waving a hand, "Oh, I'm fine, thank you."

"She'll have some milk," Urbosa noted, her once floaty air now turning somewhat serious as Zelda took a seat down the line beside Mipha.

Link frowned, "Hold on, how come I get goaded into drinking while she gets a pass?"

"Because I'm not responsible for you all," Urbosa plainly spoke, shrugging, "I'm not about to allow my darling bird to fall prey to such pressure."

His eyes widening, Link jabbed an open hand toward the Gerudo, "You're the pressure!"

"Whoa, hold it, boy; your woman's right there!" Urbosa suddenly cackled, scoffing at her own joke before falling into laughter, shaking her head exuberantly while Link turned a droll stare toward Mipha, who replied with a wry smirk of her own.

"She's out of her mind," Link muttered shamelessly.

Zelda nodded, "Oh, you haven't heard the stories."

"We got one," Link assured without surprise.

"For your tastes," Zelda went on with a droll voice, "That might be all you want to hear."

Link rolled his eyes before turning his attention to Daruk as he wormed his way along the space between the bar and the next table over, not daring to sit atop one of the stools as he simply stood at Zelda's side, catching Mipha's question as he leaned along the top of the wooden bar before him.

"How'd the rock tasting go?"

"Oh, it was superb!" Daruk replied happily, "I'll certainly have to recall Willowdale when I return home. My Brothers will be thrilled to try some of the ore around here!"

He checked himself quickly, scratching his chin noticeably, "Although, we did come across some information as well."

"Really?" Mipha asked curiously as Link leaned forward to peer past her toward the two newcomers.

Zelda sighed, frowning as she stared down the counter toward Revali, "Well, it's probably not pleasant information, but- At least not for Revali. How much did he drink, anyway?"

"Like, half a mug," Link rolled his eyes, "He got the hardest stuff imaginable, though; I think he was trying to prove how tough he was, not how angry of a drunk he is."

"What about you?" Zelda inquired, seemingly basing her question on Link having gotten involved in the brawl as well.

He shrugged, "Just a little bit. I'm a knight; I can't drink the bar closed. Now thanks to these two."

Pointing two thumbs to either side of him, Link frowned with dismay while Urbosa began to chuckle, leaned over him as she mused toward Zelda, "I'm the fun one, remember..?"

"And this one," Link turned toward Mipha, "Just had her first drink, and she's already challenging me to competitions."

"Whoa!" Daruk marveled, reaching over to high-five the Zora, "Well done, Mipha!"

She smiled weakly, full of nerves at being so recognized, before placidly returning the gesture with a gently slap atop Daruk's hand, "I was just having some fun. I didn't know he had a secret weapon…"

Link lowered his head to hide a smirk, leaving Zelda suspicious as she watched him through narrow eyes, just as Urbosa took his shoulder, whining, "Just tell meeee already!"

"Goddess!" Link seethed, trying to pull away, "That hurt!"

She only laughed, almost in a wholly unnatural giggle, as she relinquished her grasp, "You'll spill the beans once you get drunk enough, boy. C'mon, another drink!"

Link sighed as he rolled his head to the side, glancing toward Zelda, "You gonna reel her in, or-?"

The Princess only smirked mischievously, "And ruin her fun?"

Frowning, Link felt Urbosa's grasp upon his shoulder once again as the Gerudo insisted further, "Come ooooon!"

"Revali might have the right idea for once," Link groaned in defeat, simply twisting underneath the Gerudo's clutch.