Before you begin reading, I would like to thank those who reviewed, but also apologize for acting the way I did. Begging for reviews is something I frown upon, yet I did exactly that last chapter. I hope you all enjoy the latest part of my story.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief -
-Chapter 9-
Two full days had passed since Naila and her raiders had laid siege to the small, walled town of Belfair. Several men had died in her defense; sadly, their efforts did not show. Almost every building had crumbled to the ground or was blackened from the fires that had ravaged their insides. The air was still filled with the smoky scent the fires had caused; it was just another reminder of what had happened only days before.
Lisa had watched everything unfold; it still seemed as though it was all just a terrible, terrible dream. Being the wife of a figure such as Kurt, many of the survivors turned to the woman for guidance in the aftermath of the attack. It was quite a burden to have the hopes and spirits of an entire town placed upon your shoulder; this, Lisa could say for certain.
"Alria, how are the wounded holding up?" Lisa asked said young woman who stood in front of her as she walked by one of the few remaining intact buildings. It was being used as a makeshift sick house. While most of the women and children had escaped, the men who remained and fought suffered many injuries ranging from cuts and flesh wounds to broken bones and dislocated joints.
"Most of them are doing well," Alria replied as she turned to face the elder woman. "I don't think any of them are at risk of death anymore." A faint smile graced the girl's lip as she finished her sentence. After going through so much hurt and despair the past couple of days, it was nice to be able to say something positive. The girl's demeanor quickly changed as she voiced a question of her own. "If you don't mind, may I ask how Kurt is doing?"
Lisa had to fight the sudden urge to release the floodgates that were holding back her emotions. Her husband was not as fortunate as the rest of the people who had been injured in the attack. Kurt had been hit with several poisoned arrows. He had survived, but had rarely woken up since the attack. The few times he did gain consciousness, he was either in too much pain to communicate or was delirious.
"He's still alive... I don't think he'll give up; Kurt is a strong man," Lisa spoke, a genuine smile forming as she did so. It was true; she often had teased her husband about his seemingly unending stamina and strength. He had been a great warrior before settling down in Belfair; the man had seen his share on conflict and death.
"I'm sure he will be," the quiet voice of Alria spoke. Both women remained silent as they continued their work. The sun had risen several hours ago, and the cool, morning air was beginning to warm. A gentle breeze blew in from the sea. This combination of weather and the lack of normal business that usually took place created a surreal, serene atmosphere.
"Epona!"
One of the villagers, a young boy, shouted the name of Link's mare. The shout caught the attention of almost everybody in the village. Many had watched the young man ride out of the stables on the horse in pursuit of the raiders. None thought he would return; even the elderly whose eyes' were poor could see the green clad hero was in no condition to set out the previous day. It was a miracle he had even been able to get to his feet.
All who were able rushed into the streets as shouts and cheers of Link's and Epona's name spread like a tsunami. Lisa was in the front of the crowd racing towards the horse. Despite all of the chaos, Epona remained tranquil. Maybe it was because of her own exhaustion? Even the powerful mare needed rest.
As she neared Epona, Lisa gasped at what she saw atop the horse. Link was lying, motionless, on the bare back of Epona. His face was wet with sweat and his clothes dirty and cut. Blood seeped from oozing cuts and bruises, slowly dripping down his skin and staining his horse's white mane. The hero's back rose only in the slightest as he inhaled, his breathing shallow.
"Link!" Lisa shouted. There was no response. "Come on everybody, help me out here!" The request was unneeded. Before her sentence was finished, everybody began to help the injured man off his horse and into the make-shift hospital.
"Link, you fool!" Lisa cried as she disappeared into the building.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief -
-Chapter 10-
Link didn't feel well. In fact, he felt downright terrible.
The hero slowly opened his eyes. The dry crust around his eyelids cracked and broke free as they opened for the first time in what could have been days. He had no idea where he was. Did Naila catch up to Epona and capture him? No, she had made it clear his rejection of her offer had firmly cemented his place on her list of enemies for the foreseeable future. She would no doubt kill him if given the chance.
"Link...?" A familiar voice reached the young man's ears. "By the goddesses, Link you have to stop doing this to me!"
Lisa, it had to be her.
Turning his head, the Hero of Twilight saw the concerned face of his friend. Behind her was another woman, Alria. She looked equally concerned.
"You're safe. Everybody is safe, so please, don't run off to chase down those raiders again, please!" The woman pleaded as she took his hand and squeezed it. Link stared at her for a few moments before letting his dry lips crack into a smile. He let out a short breath and closed his eyes again. She had no idea why he chased down those raiders; but what did it matter? He had gotten back what was taken from him. At least the item he cherished the most.
His actions seemed to confuse Lisa, but the woman didn't care at all. She was just happy the boy wouldn't be risking his life doing something stupid when he was as near to death as he was the previous day. "Thank you, Link."
A wonderful silence filled the room for several seconds before the woman began to talk again. "You've been out for nearly two days. When you came into town, you were unconscious. Epona was stressed but is recovering herself. It's as if Farore herself had cloaked you with her protection." Link chuckled at the comment. In a way, he was protected by the goddess, just not how the woman expected.
"I still have to ask, what drove you to do such a reckless thing? Was it revenge? They couldn't have taken something of yours worth your life, could they have?" she asked. Link's cheerful appearance quickly faded as his hand shot up to his neck to make sure his most precious possession was where it belonged.
The soft, black velvet felt like heaven for his fingers as they passed over the surface of the pouch. The hero let out a sigh of relief; it was worth it.
Lisa seemed confused by his actions, but decided not to press the issue further. Link was a strange man in her eyes, but she did not judge him. There was something about the way he presented himself, the way he walked, that seemed to show an air of maturity and wisdom she'd never seen before. She respected that.
The hero turned to face Lisa. His eyes were firm and locked with hers. At that moment, the woman knew he was about to tell her something very important.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief -
-Chapter 11-
Kurt had entered the room where Link rested only moments before the hero began speaking. He had awoken the day before and, against the wishes of his wife, was up and about. Link was happy to see him well, but felt he was obligated to tell the two why he acted the way he did. They were, after all, two of the closest people he knew outside of the Kingdom of Hyrule.
Taking a deep breath, Link began telling the tale of his journey to their land and what led him here. He left out specifics such as who Midna was, or even what she was for that matter. The Twilight Realm was still something he wouldn't share with anybody. Naila only discovered information regarding the realm because of Link's carelessness for keeping his research safe, and because Link was poisoned during the woman's siege on Belfare.
Naila had taken from him all of his research and a precious object. She studied his notes and quickly became interested in what he sought. However, if in the wrong hands, what he sought could prove to be more dangerous than any could fathom, and that was his reasoning for leaving so hastily.
"That's quite a tale, boy," Kurt said thoughtfully as he ran his fingers through his thick, coarse beard. "This friend you speak of... she must mean much to you if you've traveled around the world in search of her." The sentence was said with absolute seriousness. An unspoken message seemed to make its way between the two men.
Link's eyes were firm as he nodded his head. Midna held a place in his heart no other living thing held. She had been with him in his darkest hour, and his in hers. They shared a bond much deeper than that of a mutual friendship.
"You never mentioned why you couldn't see your friend again. Is there a reason?" Lisa asked.
Link's eyes flashed in pain as the image of the Mirror of Twilight shattering ran through his head. The hero's mouth remained sealed as he slowly nodded his head. Lisa could see the issue was upsetting for the young man.
"And you said you seek something that could be dangerous in the hands of somebody such as Naila?" Kurt asked. Link wasted no time in confirming the statement. The woman had made her intentions perfectly clear when Link had showed up in her tent, uninvited. The only outcome of Naila possessing a way into the twilight realm was ruin and destruction for both worlds. "Then she must be stopped."
"But how? She command a small army!" Alria shouted. "She devastated our town as if our defenses didn't exist. How can we stop somebody like that?"
"This is true, but that doesn't mean it'll help her obtain whatever it is Link is looking for," Kurt interjected. Turning once again to the hero, the burly man continued. "Link, did you ever find out where the object you seek is located?" The green clad man shook his head, obviously disappointed in himself. "Where were you going to search next? Did you write it down?"
Link raised his head as he sifted through his memories. Before getting ready to leave the small town, the hero had indeed written down the next place in his hunt. After a few moments, Link nodded in confirmation to Kurt's question.
"Then if Naila has your notes, that's surely where she'll begin," Kurt summarized.
It was then Link realized what Kurt said was true.
He didn't have much time.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief-
-Chapter 12-
After freshening up and resupplying with whatever resources the town could spare, Link saddled Epona and made for the ruins located to the northeast of Belfair, despite Lisa's protest. They rested untouched for hundreds of years, guarded by ancient old growth and the menacing monsters that lurked in the dark woods. It was an eerie place for certain.
Link had read about the ruins in the archives back at Belfair and had planned to visit them before he left the area in hopes of finding anything that could help him find a link between his world and the Twilight realm. The ruins dated to about the time of the interloper's war.
None of the dangers would deter Link, however. The hero knew full well that his quest's significance had just been multiplied tenfold. While his underlying motivation was undoubtedly selfish, he now had a much more altruistic reason to find a way into the twilight realm. That reason was so that Naila couldn't utilize it, whatever 'it' may be, to cause chaos in Midna's world.
Still, Link couldn't help but think this was his entire fault to begin with. The hero's desire to once again see his friend again had driven him into despair. During his journey, Link had learned so much from the Twili imp.
At first, he couldn't stand her. She was cruel to him and used him like a tool.
"In exchange for my help, you have to do exactly as I say!"
That was one of the first things she had said to him while he was still in the dark, damp sewers of Castle Town. He was a beast at that time, not even able to counter the condescending imp. All he could do was let out a low and dangerous growl. Even that didn't seem to faze her; then again, Midna knew the truth about what was going on. Why would she be afraid of him?
However, Link's attitude towards the imp changed as time went by. Most of the time, she remained uncaring and condescending, but there were brief instances when she let her guard down. Link could see that there was something hidden beneath her cruel façade. He would have never guessed what that was, though.
When Link had fought in the lakebed temple and retrieved the final Fused Shadow, Midna was overjoyed. For one of first times since he'd met her, the little creature seemed truly happy and even apologetic. However, all of that came to a grinding halt when Zant made his presence known.
He had attacked Link and cursed him like he did Midna. However, Link's condition was nothing compared to his companion's. Zant had attacked her with the light of Lanaryu; she should have died, but the imp still breathed.
The journey to Zelda's chamber had Link's canine heart beating rapidly the entire time, and just not from exhaustion. He was worried, terrified even, of his friend's condition. She was pale and looked ill. Midna could barely whisper when they arrived in front of Zelda and Link was covered in gashes and blood and dirt. They must have looked pathetic.
The princess, however, had sacrificed herself for the imp. It was an action that left Link breathless for several reasons, but his companion was alive. Then there moment when Midna discovered the shattered Mirror of Twilight. Despair showed in her eyes.
From then on out, Link no longer traveled through the perils of the world to save Hyrule. No, he had made a promise to a friend that he'd help her save her realm. That was his driving force. It was only after braving the perils of Hyrule to complete the mirror that Link learned of her true identity.
The Twilight Princess.
She was no longer with him because of a mutually beneficial partnership made in the bowels of Castle Town. She was with him because Link chose to remain with her. They were friends and the two shared a bond nobody else could begin to fathom.
And all of that had been shattered in a single moment.
Link couldn't help but sigh aloud. All the grief the Twilight Princess had caused him was immense, but he wouldn't trade a moment of it away for anything. Maybe he was being unreasonable? Still, he had to push on.
It didn't take long for Link to find the ruins deep in the forest. He simply had to follow the tracks Naila left in her wake. Apparently the woman had read through his notes and books. Hopefully she had just sent a sentry; they had to backtrack from their encampment to reach the ruins. It wouldn't seem to make much sense to send the majority of your forces back the way you came, but with Naila, Link couldn't be certain as to what she would do.
The sun shone through the canopy of the forest; rays of light fought to reach the forest floor only to be stopped by the thick underbrush surrounding the path. Moss had overtaken the stone of the ruins and had given them a long abandoned look.
Dismounting Epona, Link felt his feet sink into the damp, muddy ground. Birds and insects sang all around him as he approached the ruins. In front of him were fresh footprints; it was obvious Naila's men were already inside the temple, scourging it for any artifacts, relics, or information that could help the raider and her men travel to the Twilight Realm.
He couldn't waste any time. Link broke into a sprint and entered the dark unknown.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief -
-Chapter 13-
Link hadn't even been inside the ruins for even half an hour, and he already found himself missing some of the tools Naila's men had stolen from him. One piece of equipment he missed the most was his clawshot. It had given him an edge in countless situations during his past adventures. Being able to extend your reach several body lengths was a very useful ability.
Still, even without his equipment Link had managed to fight his way through the temple. As he predicted, the hero ran into many of Naila's men along the way; judging by their numbers, Naila probably sent a medium sized scouting party back. Most of them were lowly in rank, but several veterans made themselves known. He had taken each one down with precision and skill, leaving an open path to the ruin's central chambers.
However, Naila's men were the least of his concern. The moment he set foot inside the ancient place, he felt a familiar yet distant presence come over him. Link couldn't place exactly what that feeling was, however. To say it disturbed the hero was an understatement.
However, he let the feeling slip away as he entered the main chamber of the temple. It was a massive, domed room covered with plants and dirt. Ornate pillars rose from the ground in a circular pattern around the center. The sun shone through several cracks in the ceiling, illuminating several portions of the chamber.
Inside were several men, Naila's no doubt. They didn't seem like much, especially considering what Link had faced in the past. Melting into the shadows, Link sneaked around the room and gradually moved closer to its center. Upon nearing the men, he could hear them talking amongst themselves.
"We 'avn't found anything in this whole goddess forsaken place. We should just grab that stone and get out of here," one of the raiders, who was abnormally tall and lanky, said through a thick accent. Link couldn't quite place his finger on what region of the world the goon was from.
"Speak for yourself, I've found me a pet to take home," another raider, this one of average build with dirty blonde hair, said while lifting a makeshift cage. Inside was a fairy that was frantically flying about. Looking down, the blonde hair man shook the cage and bit and scowled. "Hey, stop flying around like that! You'll shake the cage apart!"
"Both of ya' shut your traps!" the third and final man said. Reaching out towards a pedestal nested within the center of the room, the raider grabbed a large gem that had rested atop it and held the stone up towards some of the stray rays of light that filtered into the room. The sage colored gem was encased in an ornate gold mesh of sorts; it was quite a beautiful stone. "We've swept through this place, and this is the only bit of treasure I've seen the entire time. Let's get out of this here and back to the camp."
"You've got it boss," the word was spoken with blatant sarcasm by the lanky man. Ignoring the comment and raider holding the gem began walking towards the exit when he was violently thrown across the room, dropping the gem in the process. Link's eye also traced something else falling from the man's shirt; it appeared to be a book. He was, however, less interested in whatever objects had fallen to the ground and was more concerned about the unseen force that had slung the unsuspecting man across the room.
Fear quickly set in as the two remaining raiders began looking around the room. There was nothing, just ancient walls and old growth. Neither one ever saw the force that picked them up and threw them around the room as though they were ragdolls.
Link watched the entire scene unfold, also unable to see the force. However, he didn't need to, for Link heard a shriek so unmistakable, a shiver ran down his spine.
He was in the presence of a poe.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief -
-Chapter 14-
"Hurry you fool! Get up!"
The small yet authoritative voice of Midna echoed in the large room deep within the depths of the Arbiter's Ground. Link had been thrown back by an unseen force upon entering the temple. He slowly got up, relatively unhurt, as he looked around. His eyes scanned the area but he couldn't see anything; what had hit him? The shrill shriek of his attacker made him cover his ears as he spotted a glowing lantern hovering mid-air not far from him.
"Link, that's not an ordinary enemy, you can't touch it like you are now," Midna noted, with some concern, as she appeared from his shadow. Lifting her hands, she summoned the dark crystal that had once been embedded in the skull of the hero. "This requires an entirely different set of senses."
Link realized what she was hinting at and nodded his head in agreement. Midna reached forward and touched the crystal to his forehead. Upon contact, Link could feel the dark energy of the shadow magic begin to flow into his body, into his very soul. The man's body began to change; he could hear ear shattering cracks as his bones were broken and his flesh ripped. The transformation between man and beast was never very pleasant, but it was something he had grown used to.
Falling forward, Link caught himself with his paws and steadied himself. Moments later, Midna landed on his back and moved into a comfortable position. "Let's kill this thing, Link!"
Link didn't need to be told, but growled in approval. Looking ahead, the wolf could now see his target. A poe lay ahead of him, an enemy he had rarely faced before. However, this poe was different than the ones he faced outside of the forsaken prison; this poe seemed much more twisted and demented.
Lurching forward, the wolf latched upon the apparition and began to literally rip the being apart. Screams of agony filled the room as Link fought harder and harder to claim the soul of the hateful spirit.
Shaking violently, the creature flung the wolf off of itself. Link tumbled aside and rolled several times before regaining his balance. Midna reformed upon his back and pressed her body against his, getting a good grip of his fur. The spirit turned and made eye contact with the two.
"Get it, Link!" Midna yelled.
Link let out a terrifying howl as she charged the spirit head on. It raised its lantern in defense and shook unnatural flames from it. The fire rained down around it and glowed a bright blue; this did not stop the beast that was Link from stopping its charge.
Using his powerful hind legs, Link jumped through the flames and once again latched onto the spirit. He could feel it tremble as he sunk his canine's into its soul, a feeling he was familiar enough with to know what to do next.
Ripping his head back, Link tore the soul of the poe out of its body. It shrieked in pain one last time before falling to the ground, its robes landing in a disheveled mess. Seeing the threat gone, Midna released her grip on the wolf's fur and floated towards the remains of the spirit.
"That was… intense," Midna commented as she looked around. "It's a good thing Zant gave us that little gift, isn't it?" The imp smirked as she reached out and touched the forehead of Link's wolf form. The crystal slowly emerged from his skull and began to float in front of the two. Midna snapped her fingers and in the blink of an eye, the crystal was gone. "We'll have to thank him next time we see him."
Link felt his body transform back into that of a Hylian. It was good to be back in his natural form. Looking over at Midna, he could see she was awaiting a response from him. Link could only manage a small chuckle and shook his head as he dusted off his tunic. Midna's sense of humor had grown on him over the past several weeks, though he didn't know whether that was a good thing or not.
"I'm glad you think that's funny," Midna rolled her eyes before floating back over to him. Looking around the room, the little imp sighed before continuing. "Come on, this place looks pretty big. I think we're going to be here for a while."
With that final word, Midna disappeared back into his shadow to quietly watch as horrors of the Arbiter's Ground came to life.
-The Legend of Zelda-
- The Desert Thief-
-Chapter 15-
Link watched from the shadows as the hateful spirit continued to assault the three raiders who had managed to survive its first assault. Link knew, however, that there was no hope for them; in their current form, they wouldn't even be able to touch the ghost let alone harm it.
Through the terrified screams of Naila's men, Link realized that this was his chance to grab whatever treasure the three goons had grabbed from the center of the room. Moving silently but quickly, Link emerged from the shadow and rolled in front of the treasure; sure enough, next to it lay a familiar book. The book was one Link had collected in his travels. Naila must have given it to them to make sure her men knew what they were looking for, or knew where they were going. Reaching out to grab the book and whatever treasure the raiders had disturbed, Link's sly actions were quickly made apparent for everybody in the room, for he had forgotten about one other entity.
"Please, help me!"
Looking to his left, Link saw the source of the voice. It was the fairy! Sure enough, the floating ball of light had called out for help just as Link was about to make his quiet retreat. The hero's eyes were wide as he realized he now had the full attention of the poe; the raiders had stopped making any noise several moments ago.
An ear-splitting screech filled the air as the spirit began to advance towards Link; he could see the eerie blue lantern growing closer by the second. The young man's eyes darted around the room before he made a split second decision. Despite what his quest was, despite the fact that the fairy had blown his cover, Link couldn't leave the poor creature to die in a cage deep inside the dank, ancient ruins.
Closing his fingers into a fist, Link's gauntlet's shattered the wooden cage, causing the fairy to flutter about wildly as it escaped its confines. Reaching down, Link grabbed both items that lay in front of him and turned around towards the exit of the room.
And he ran.
Never before did Link run so fast. In the past, he hadn't the need; Midna could warp him out of a situation if he got in over his head, or he could use a piece of equipment to get him out of trouble or fight his way through it. Now, however, it was just him, the clothes on his back, and his Ordon sword, and none of those would help him when facing off against a poe.
Everything seemed like a blur as Link ran through the ruins. His heart was racing and he could hear the angry spirit right on his tail. The hero silently cursed as he ran; that fairy just had to speak up, didn't it?
Link's breath was running short when he felt a change in the temperature. The air was moving, and the tunnel was getting brighter.
Light!
Freedom was only a few moment away! Pushing himself harder than ever before, Link reached the exit of the temple. Just as he felt the warm rays of the sun hit his face, he felt a cold, bony hand grab his ankle. Looking down, Link saw what was undoubtedly the poe's hand grasped firmly around his lower leg. However, it was in the light, exposing it to those who still walked amongst the living. The spiteful spirit's hatred of all things living had caused it to expose itself, a mistake for certain.
In one quick movement, Link reached for his sword and brought it down upon the wrist of the ghost. He heard it shriek in pain as he dismembered it. The hand disintegrate into blue flames as it was now no longer connected to the soul that enabled it to exists in the first place.
Link let a large sigh escape his mouth as he heard the spirit begin to retreat back into the ruins. He hadn't come so close to death while exploring temples or ruins since his travels with Midna. It was a strong reminder of how reliant he was on Midna during their quest together; he certainly couldn't have done it alone.
Finally able to catch his breath Link decided to examine the item he had grabbed from the depths of the ruin. Pulling it from his tunic, Link saw it was a dark green emerald encased in a cage of pure gold. The cage itself was made out of an intricate gold lace that intertwined together at one focal point towards the bottom of the gem.
Holding it up to the light, Link watched in a trance-like state as it bathed the ground around him in a green light. He was snapped out of his trance when a small, feminine voice spoke quietly behind him.
"H-hello?"
Turning around, Link began to reach for his weapon when he saw something he didn't expect to see. It was a forest fairy, and - if Link had to guess - it was the forest fairy from inside the temple. His eyes narrowed a bit, but not in a hostile manner; it was more as though Link was trying to figure out what the fairy wanted.
"You… you saved me..!" The fairy fluttered up and down a bit. "I want to thank you, I owe you my life."
Link didn't know what to say. He was used to saving those in need; the fairy wasn't any exception. Waiting several moments, the small being continued, "My name is Vari. I… I'd like it if you'd let me follow you!" The fairy had all but blurted out the sentence, almost as if it was nervous.
The hero was a bit shocked by the request. It wanted to join him? Why would it want to do such a thing? Surely it didn't feel like it was indebted to him, did it? Upon seeing Link's facial expression, Vari began to speak again.
"I-I'm far from my home… I went out to see the world away from my grove. I ran into those men and was caught by one; you saved me from them." The fairy seemed to look around before continuing. "I have traveled all over these lands, and know my way around. So please, won't you let me travel with you?"
Link looked at the fairy with a look that seemed a cross of confusion and contemplation. What could this fairy help him with that he could not handle by himself? Would she just get in the way, or could this Vari prove to be an asset to him in the lands so far from his home?
Several moments passed; no words were said between the two. Finally, the corners of Link's mouth tightened ever so slightly as a smile formed on his face. The fairy seemed to understand and fluttered around a bit before coming to rest in front of the hero's face.
"Thank you! You won't regret this," she said happily. "I've introduced myself, may I ask your name?"
In that moment, Link gained a new companion, something he had not had since Midna's departure from his realm. It was an odd sensation, almost betrayal, but Link brushed that aside. If he gained a companion in his search to find his old companion, then so be it. He already promised himself that he would search the four corners of the world to see his friend again.
In the end, as long as that was the result, that's all that mattered.
A/N: This chapter was difficult to write, mainly because of lack of inspiration. Believe it or not, what finally inspired me to write this chapter was the arrival of a package in the mail. If anybody reading this is a die-hard Zelda fan, you should check out First4Figures. They produce high-quality Zelda statues/figures (also a bit expensive). I received my statue of Imp form Midna riding atop wolf form Link, opened it up, turned on Midna's glowing hair, and said to myself, "Okay, let's do this."
On a more relevant note, I decided to add a companion to be the 'voice of Link', so to speak. It was something I had originally planned but omitted for some odd reason or another. Her name was originally going to be Tali (a mix of a couple of names I'm sure most Zelda fans will realize), but decided against it because of that namesake being shared by a certain quarian in the Mass Effect universe. Being a self-proclaimed Talimancer, I couldn't do it! Ah well, Vari seemed just as 'fairy-ish'.
Until next update, I hope you're all enjoying my vision of Link's post-Twilight Princess quest to find his dear friend.