Wowie. Took me long to update this story. Well, hey, what can I say, you get caught up In the events of life, whether you like it or not. Ehem, well at any rate, special thanks to me compardre Kishazi for dishing out more sheikah language for meh! Oh, and this chappy maybe be ... slightly under par for usual word length.
Kaiaru lead the way through the forest. They had been walking for hours now, and the sun was starting to set. Alayna blinked. "You have no idea where we are, do you, you stupid fish." Kaiaru turned around, a purple flsuh entering her face. "What'd you say shrimp?" She yelled, and Alayna blinked again, and didn't respond. Darreth sighed. "She said, we're lost ,and you know it." He said, with a sigh, and Kaiaru pouted. "We are not lost!" And Tyrus laughed.
"Yes we are, you're lieing, I can tell." And Kaiaru tilted her head defiantly. "How do you figure?" And Tyrus smiled sweetely from the inside of his white hood. "Well, since I am a prince, I've learned many political tactics, like knowing when people are lieing for instance. And you, when you lie, show certain mannerisms, such as, like when you lie, you have a nervous tick in your left hand." He said, matter-of-factly. Everyone stared at Tyrus, and then, at Kaiaru's left hand, which was shaking ever so slightly.
"Ok, Tyrus is a stalker, Kaiaru is a moron, let's get going, and find our way out of here." Alayna said. Milane nodded, her teeth chattering. "Yeah,I mean it's freaking cold." She said, and Onaka nodded, shivering, causing his puppet-like wooden joints to knock together. "It is…" And Dirth laughed at Milane. "Oh, the mighty Gerudo thief is afraid of the cold!" Dirth grumbled, and Milane growled at him. "Shut it, you stupid piece of mountain rock." Dirth smiled. "I'd love to see you try."
Darreth stepped between the two. "Ok, lughead, take five, stop starting with our ALLIES, and here, wear my jacket, if you're so cold. And onaka, here's my scarf, it should fit you well enough." He said, handing her his robe, and taking off his long red scarf and handing it to Onaka, who wrapped it around himself. Milane eyed the jacket wearily. "This isn't another satanic Sheikah trick, is it?" She asked, and Darreth, now wearing a sleeveless tunic, blinked. "Either wear it, or give it back." He said, and she mumbled something under her breath, and they continued walking forwards. Soon enough, Darreth stopped them all, a whisp of hot breath unfurling from his mouth. "Sh… someone's watching us…" He said, and he looked into the dark forest.
"Este do, no mori shinko yemen korosh ti ... no furi!" He yelled out into the woods, and everyone stared at him, as he grinned as he picked up a rock. Then a voice emenated from the woods, in reply. "Dor ten Sheikah nor aki te este? Ne hore yemen." It said, and Dirth turned to Tyrus. "What the hell are they saying?" And Tyrus shook his head. "No idea… but I think Darreth said something about death via rock…" and Dirth chuckled to himself. Darreth rolled the rock in his hand.
"Ye han?" He said, a manic gleam entering his eyes as a smile spread across his face. "Yemen ken ni Sheikah?" The voice asked, and Darreth seemed to become impatient. "Um, I think the person just said something about knowing they were sheikah…" He said, and everyone nodded, glad Tyrus knew some, if a bit, of Sheikah. "En yak, ik tomi no di furi. Este do!" He said, sternly, and the other voice replied with equal force. "Iiie!" And Darreth frowned. Everyone looked to Tyrus, but he was clueless, and he merely shrugged. "Yemen tan ri!" Darreth said, and he pulled back the fist with the rock in it, and let it go with immense speed, and it shot through the woods.
"Oi! Iso yore! Ek yemen tomi i no di furi!" The man yelled out, and Darreth smiled. Tyrus translated. "Er, he said… 'how'd you hit me' or something like that, and seems pretty pissed." He added, and they again nodded. "Yen. Ne kur yemen trou. Ne shin ne is yemen shi tenk." Darreth replied with a shrug, surveying the forest for signs of activity, as to where these people could be.
"…Yemen ko di ba. Yemen korosh i tery." The person said, and Darreth growled to himself, and picked up another rock. "Ne qun tomi no yoku furi yemen. Este do, un yaku tery yemen di furi hosh yemen shi hok na." He said, about to lob another rock at the voice. "He's threatening to hit him with another rock, unless he shows himself." Tyrus said. "Ek re yemen ken oku tomi? Yemen aht tery sho. Den. Ik demas." The voice said, and Tyrus twitched. "He's showing himself." He stated, and a man jumped out from the dark forest. He had black hair, and a scar running across his cheek, and bright red eyes.
Darreth looked at him. "So, did the rock hurt?" He said with a grin. The man smiled. "A little." He said, and he snapped, and they were suddenly surrounded by about 2 or so shiekah bandits. Darreth frowned. "So you're the rogues I was hearing about back home… boy, the bounty the Sheikah government has on your head!" Darreth said with a laugh. The man laughed as well. "Not as much as your's and your friends together!" he said, with a snap, and Darreth blinked. "Oh. Shit." And they all saw nothing more.
Heh, Kevin likes the cliffhangers! Do you like teh cliffhangers? KEVIN LIKES MUFFINS! Ahem, yessah, random. Ehem, well, you lovely people leave me a review, and I'll write some more.