Chapter Three: The First Step
It had been several days since Link's strange and curious dream. He had thought of what it had said over and over again, but couldn't make any sense of it. He had not had any unusual dreams over the past few days and nothing seemed to be out of place. What really worried him though was just that, nothing had happened. If he were to start a new quest you would think he would know the reason he was on it. Link was totally lost with no clues, no help, and no idea. He only had what the dream had said and right now it didn't help him very much. He was filled with anticipation.
Through this whole thing Navi was trying to reassure him that a clue to point them in the right direction would come, he only needed to wait. But Navi too, was starting to feel the prospect of beginning this new journey. And then, it did…
"Go to the Gerudo…there they will point you in the right direction in which to start your journey…" Link was back in the strange room.
"How will I know what to ask them?"
"Ask them what happened thirty –seven years ago and you will find your answer."
The dream ends.
***
Now that Link had an idea of where to go he was none but to quick to leave. He packed his essentials and tied up loose ends before he left, telling the Kokiri children that he was to leave, but shall return in time. They bid him farewell as he strode out of the forest and onto his next adventure.
"So we are to go talk with the Greudo and they will tell us where to go from there Link?" Navi asked again upon leaving Kokiri.
"Yes Navi," Link replied, "that is what my dream told me to do." They stopped and Link called Epona. It was not long before she could be seen galloping across the horizon in their direction. When she had arrived Link gave her a pat on her neck and started to explain to her what has happened.
"Hey girl," Link starts off, "looks like another quest is afoot." Navi rolled her eyes and waited impatiently for Link to be done.
"Do you have to do this every time?" Navi complained from atop her perch on a nearby branch, "I mean I doubt she cares anymore than she can understand you."
"Sh!" Link commands in a comical way, "even though she is a horse, my horse mind you, she has the right to be informed what she is participating in just as you do." Navi again sighs and leans up against the tree while Link continues to fill in his steed.
"Hyrule once again needs our help and I can't do it without you. Are you ready Epona?" Link says enthusiastically as the brown mare whinnied in return. "OK then, let's go!" He mounts her and started to trot off into the direction of the Gerudo Fortress.
***
It took a good portion of the day to travel there; the sun was setting when the trio arrived at the stronghold; it hadn't changed much since the last time he had been there. The dark walls of mud and rock, tall cliffs and desert sand…the only thing that did chance was the ivy, now covering a good portion of the building. A cool breeze blew through in the evening air and chilled the Sahara heat. Link dismounted at the entrance and walked Epona in the rest of the way.
With Nabooru awaking as a the Sage of Spirit, Tiamra, whom Nabooru gave the right of cast too, was now in charge of the Gerudo Nation. There were fewer guards outside of the fortress than usual, but Link didn't really give it a second thought.
"They must be eating," he reasoned as he continued past the guards and on into the main building. Upon entering, Link could hear cheering and laughing coming from down the corridor, it sounded like a party. He walked down the hall, following the noise. When he turned the corner to the great hall he found exactly what he had expected.
Laid out on the long table was an enormous banquet! Filled with every kind of Gerudo cuisine you could imagine. And is seemed that almost all of the Gerudo were gathered there, including Tiamra. Link was spotted quickly and the room quieted to a hush. Tiamra stood at the head of the room and looked at Link with surprise. Link felt he should say something.
"I am sorry to interrupt this feast you are having bu---" Tiamra now chose this time to speak.
"Nonsense! We are honored by your presents Hero of Time." Even so, Link felt awkward standing there with everyone staring at him; Tiamra could sense this. "Would you like to sit down?" She offered.
"Thank you, but I have come here on a matter of importance," was his reply, "I would appreciate it if we could speak in private." Tiamra gave Link a puzzled look, but then consented with a nod.
"Continue with the festivities in my absence," she almost commanded, and then showed Link down a hall where they could speak in private. She turns to face him. "What is this 'matter of importance' you spoke of?" Link is silent for a moment.
"I need to ask you something about the Gerudo's past Tiamra," he stated. Puzzled she replies…
"What would you like to know Hero of Time? I am at your service." Link hesitates; he doesn't want to sound rude or disreputable to a Gerudo leader.
"I have to ask you…what happened to the Gerudo thirty-seven years ago?" Tiamra cocks her head to one side.
"Why do you ask? Of what importance is it to you?" She said very officially.
"Please, I need to know, trust me, it is important," was the only reconcile Link could give her. She stared at him stranger still.
"Nothing happened thirty-seven years ago Link," Tiamra replied, but Link could sense that she was holding back. Link needed to be tactful and discreet in the way he went about this, the last thing he wanted was an angry Gerudo on his hands. Even though he knew Tiamra would never hurt him, she could storm out before he found out anything.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, is that all?"
"Tiamra, you can tell me whatever it is."
"I told you nothing happened thirty-seven years ago, you must be the victim of false information boy," she said with a slight tone of hostility, a common for Gerudo, who are easily angered. The fact that she used his pet name of 'boy', which he was known to be called by the older Gerudo, Link could tell that she was definitely hiding something from him.
"Tiamra, don't lie to me," Link said in his most official voice, hoping that she wouldn't lose her temper. Instead, a small smile played on her lips as she shifter weight from one leg to the other.
"Where do you find such ridiculous tales Link? I think you need to check your sources," she smiles and takes a few steps to the wall and leans up against it. The cool rock was soothing in the warm desert air against her back. Tiamra looks to Link who was staring at her in disbelief. He knew that his dream didn't just make all of that stuff up, it wasn't possible. Link knew that something had happened in the Gerudo's past that he didn't know about and he was determined to find out.
"Do you think if I tried to contact Nabooru I'd have better luck getting some information?" This had to work he thought. Tiamra's face flushed at the mention of Nabooru and Link noticed that she immediately tensed up, folding her arms across her chest. She looks around the room, as if to avoid eye contact with him. Why is she so unwilling to tell him? After several minutes of silence, Tiamra decides to speak.
"Very well," she sighs, "I will tell you."
It had been several days since Link's strange and curious dream. He had thought of what it had said over and over again, but couldn't make any sense of it. He had not had any unusual dreams over the past few days and nothing seemed to be out of place. What really worried him though was just that, nothing had happened. If he were to start a new quest you would think he would know the reason he was on it. Link was totally lost with no clues, no help, and no idea. He only had what the dream had said and right now it didn't help him very much. He was filled with anticipation.
Through this whole thing Navi was trying to reassure him that a clue to point them in the right direction would come, he only needed to wait. But Navi too, was starting to feel the prospect of beginning this new journey. And then, it did…
"Go to the Gerudo…there they will point you in the right direction in which to start your journey…" Link was back in the strange room.
"How will I know what to ask them?"
"Ask them what happened thirty –seven years ago and you will find your answer."
The dream ends.
***
Now that Link had an idea of where to go he was none but to quick to leave. He packed his essentials and tied up loose ends before he left, telling the Kokiri children that he was to leave, but shall return in time. They bid him farewell as he strode out of the forest and onto his next adventure.
"So we are to go talk with the Greudo and they will tell us where to go from there Link?" Navi asked again upon leaving Kokiri.
"Yes Navi," Link replied, "that is what my dream told me to do." They stopped and Link called Epona. It was not long before she could be seen galloping across the horizon in their direction. When she had arrived Link gave her a pat on her neck and started to explain to her what has happened.
"Hey girl," Link starts off, "looks like another quest is afoot." Navi rolled her eyes and waited impatiently for Link to be done.
"Do you have to do this every time?" Navi complained from atop her perch on a nearby branch, "I mean I doubt she cares anymore than she can understand you."
"Sh!" Link commands in a comical way, "even though she is a horse, my horse mind you, she has the right to be informed what she is participating in just as you do." Navi again sighs and leans up against the tree while Link continues to fill in his steed.
"Hyrule once again needs our help and I can't do it without you. Are you ready Epona?" Link says enthusiastically as the brown mare whinnied in return. "OK then, let's go!" He mounts her and started to trot off into the direction of the Gerudo Fortress.
***
It took a good portion of the day to travel there; the sun was setting when the trio arrived at the stronghold; it hadn't changed much since the last time he had been there. The dark walls of mud and rock, tall cliffs and desert sand…the only thing that did chance was the ivy, now covering a good portion of the building. A cool breeze blew through in the evening air and chilled the Sahara heat. Link dismounted at the entrance and walked Epona in the rest of the way.
With Nabooru awaking as a the Sage of Spirit, Tiamra, whom Nabooru gave the right of cast too, was now in charge of the Gerudo Nation. There were fewer guards outside of the fortress than usual, but Link didn't really give it a second thought.
"They must be eating," he reasoned as he continued past the guards and on into the main building. Upon entering, Link could hear cheering and laughing coming from down the corridor, it sounded like a party. He walked down the hall, following the noise. When he turned the corner to the great hall he found exactly what he had expected.
Laid out on the long table was an enormous banquet! Filled with every kind of Gerudo cuisine you could imagine. And is seemed that almost all of the Gerudo were gathered there, including Tiamra. Link was spotted quickly and the room quieted to a hush. Tiamra stood at the head of the room and looked at Link with surprise. Link felt he should say something.
"I am sorry to interrupt this feast you are having bu---" Tiamra now chose this time to speak.
"Nonsense! We are honored by your presents Hero of Time." Even so, Link felt awkward standing there with everyone staring at him; Tiamra could sense this. "Would you like to sit down?" She offered.
"Thank you, but I have come here on a matter of importance," was his reply, "I would appreciate it if we could speak in private." Tiamra gave Link a puzzled look, but then consented with a nod.
"Continue with the festivities in my absence," she almost commanded, and then showed Link down a hall where they could speak in private. She turns to face him. "What is this 'matter of importance' you spoke of?" Link is silent for a moment.
"I need to ask you something about the Gerudo's past Tiamra," he stated. Puzzled she replies…
"What would you like to know Hero of Time? I am at your service." Link hesitates; he doesn't want to sound rude or disreputable to a Gerudo leader.
"I have to ask you…what happened to the Gerudo thirty-seven years ago?" Tiamra cocks her head to one side.
"Why do you ask? Of what importance is it to you?" She said very officially.
"Please, I need to know, trust me, it is important," was the only reconcile Link could give her. She stared at him stranger still.
"Nothing happened thirty-seven years ago Link," Tiamra replied, but Link could sense that she was holding back. Link needed to be tactful and discreet in the way he went about this, the last thing he wanted was an angry Gerudo on his hands. Even though he knew Tiamra would never hurt him, she could storm out before he found out anything.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, is that all?"
"Tiamra, you can tell me whatever it is."
"I told you nothing happened thirty-seven years ago, you must be the victim of false information boy," she said with a slight tone of hostility, a common for Gerudo, who are easily angered. The fact that she used his pet name of 'boy', which he was known to be called by the older Gerudo, Link could tell that she was definitely hiding something from him.
"Tiamra, don't lie to me," Link said in his most official voice, hoping that she wouldn't lose her temper. Instead, a small smile played on her lips as she shifter weight from one leg to the other.
"Where do you find such ridiculous tales Link? I think you need to check your sources," she smiles and takes a few steps to the wall and leans up against it. The cool rock was soothing in the warm desert air against her back. Tiamra looks to Link who was staring at her in disbelief. He knew that his dream didn't just make all of that stuff up, it wasn't possible. Link knew that something had happened in the Gerudo's past that he didn't know about and he was determined to find out.
"Do you think if I tried to contact Nabooru I'd have better luck getting some information?" This had to work he thought. Tiamra's face flushed at the mention of Nabooru and Link noticed that she immediately tensed up, folding her arms across her chest. She looks around the room, as if to avoid eye contact with him. Why is she so unwilling to tell him? After several minutes of silence, Tiamra decides to speak.
"Very well," she sighs, "I will tell you."