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Ch.13.
Link and Impa walked through the palisade "gate" to Port Faron. The path they were walking from had few people walking it, and three other paths, two of which were main roads, combined with the path they were walking, and led to the main road of Port Faron. Link and Impa, along with a few others who were walking the main road, entered the Port, and immediately were in a swathing crowd of people.
"Whoa," Link said over the noises that filled the air, "There's a lot more people here than I thought," He was shoved lightly, and out of instinct his hand flew to his sword grip, but let it rest.
"Yes," Impa simply said, "The Port is full of traders from other provinces and even countries. The fishing industry built the town, and the families of the fishermen grew to huge sizes to accommodate job requirement. Now, the population is too large for the required work, and the alleys deep in the Port away from the guard patrol is full of criminal gangs and rogue thugs."
Impa turned left, and Link struggled to keep near her as the crowds swarmed by. Link followed her down the street and to the right, then, she took an abrupt left, and into an empty alley. Link could see a small crowd of people in the street across the alleyway, and didn't bother getting used to the elbow-room.
"Where is Sheik?" Link asked Impa.
"She is in an apothecary a few streets away," Impa said as they entered the street. To Link's liking, the street was not bustling like the entrance road.
The two continued down the street, and turned twice before Impa stopped. She walked into a building to the left and Link followed.
He stepped through the door into the building, and was blasted by an intoxicating mixture of fragrances that combined to make his head woozy. He rested his hand on the doorway, and once he regained his balance, he stepped forward, and found Impa disappearing through a curtain of sheets into a makeshift room. He followed suit, and found Sheik laying in a bed facedown, and unconscious. The Apothecary was sitting beside the bed, and Impa was standing at the foot, lips pursed.
"Uh, wanna explain something to me, Impa?" Link asked, slightly agitated-like.
"You mean what happened to put her here?" Asked back, and Link nodded.
"She fell faint in the wood, and I carried her here. She was glanced by one of the Wolfos, and her wound became infected."
The Apothecary raised her eyebrow at these statements, and Impa raised a finger to her, hushing her.
"Is she going to be ok?" Link asked, and the apothecary nodded.
"The wound," the Apothecary began, "Hit her strong, but she was able to make a swift recovery after some treatment from me."
"Will she be coming with us into the Temple?" Link asked, and Impa nodded.
"We will bunk in the Port tonight, and in the morning we'll climb back up to the Temple, Sheik following along, of course."
"And you?" Link asked the Apothecary, "You think she will be ok by the morning? Ok enough to fight, anyway?"
The Apothecary nodded, "Yes, she needs to sleep though, and I believe she may be stirring, I'm going to give her another sedative."
"Ok then," Impa said, and put her hand to Link's shoulder, "Let's find an inn to bunk at tonight, alright?"
"Yeah…" Link said, hesitating slightly. He knew Sheik's mask wasn't on, and he wanted to finally see her face-
Impa grasped his shoulder lightly and pushed him along out of the "room".
"No lingering, Link, your married, you shouldn't want to look upon other women like that."
"What? Oh, no" Link said, slightly amused, "I still do not know who that woman is, and I would like to actually see her face."
"Well, you don't get to, especially since she is in the nude, now, let us find a bunking place…for the third time!" She smacked Link by the ear, and he followed her sheepishly out of the Apothecary into the street.
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Link and Impa sat near a comforting fireplace at the Kilfensen Inn, both sipping on a mug of rum, which happened to be the only beverage on tap at the time of night it was.
Impa set her drink down, and pushed her chair back. "I'm heading up to my room, Link, will you be heading in anytime soon?"
"Maybe, I don't wish to be ridden with drowsiness or a headache in the morning, so I should head in within the hour."
"Right," Impa said as she stood, "We need to be at our best tomorrow,"
"Yeah, well, good night Commander."
"Good night, General," Impa said, and walked over to the staircase, only to be blocked by a sordid crewman, probably celebrating his first night on land in a while…No kindness from Impa, though, as he put his grime slathered hands on her shoulders and pushed her against the wall, forcing his tongue down her throat.
"Oh, Hell!" He cried out, after Impa's knee collided with the man's crotch. The room quieted, and all eyes gazed upon the two.
"The bloody whore!" The man spat, and Link stood up, his chair tilting back and crashing to the floor.
"You are speaking to Hyrule's Commander of the army!" Link snapped, and pointed his hand to the door. "You will leave this tavern now, and not return!"
The man scoffed as he recovered from his temporary pain, and raised his fists. "If you can put me out!"
Link grimaced as Impa remained silent. "You now speak to the General of the Hylian army. If that doesn't process in your weak state of mind, I'll try this; I am the second most powerful person in this kingdom!" He spat, and the man grinned.
"It'll just go to show my feats for the night," the man said, "Hyrule's General, and a damn whore that I'll soon take for my own!"
Link stepped forward, sliding the table he was at away from him. He wasn't wearing his armor, just the tunic of the hero, and his dagger. His sword was with the rest of his things-in his room.
"Right then," Link said, and the drunken man flung his fist forward, connecting with Link's jaw.
Link crashed backwards, over the table he had shoved away, and onto the floor. He groaned, his left hand cupping his jaw, and leapt up to his feet.
"Ugh," Link muttered, and looked to the man, who was preparing for his next blow.
Link ducked under the man's fist, and grabbed the man's shoulder. He twisted it roughly, and it snapped, sending the man shrieking to his knees.
Link kicked him in the jaw, and the man fell to his side. "It'll take more than a punch to the jaw to take down the Hylian General."
Link turned to a few on looking drunkards, "Well, get him out of here!" he barked, and they scrambled to the downed drunk, who was moaning as he clutched his torn shoulder.
Link turned to Impa, who was stone-faced.
"Thank you, Link," she said, and Link smiled in return.
"Your welcome, Impa," he said, "We should both head in, I think," He said as he looked to the rest of the room. A few actual whores were batting their eyelashes at him, and he raised his left hand, which was adorned with a silver ring, with the golden Hylian Crest encrusted upon it-his wedding band.
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Link opened his door as he finished strapping his sheath on. Impa walked past him; she appeared to be ready to head out, which Link was, now that his sheath was strapped on.
"Your jaw is bruised up pretty badly, Link," she said, as she looked around his room, "Do you need anything on it?"
"Heh? No," Link said coolly, "I'm fine."
"I had a bit of breakfast prepared for us," Impa said, and Link nodded.
"Yeah, thank you, we should probably eat."
Link swept his eyes across the room quickly, and looked out the shabby window, which didn't do any good to keep Link from being washed with cold drafts off the sea. The Temple of Courage hung eerily over the Port, and Link took a small breath, and whispered a small prayer to Faron that she would guide him safely through her Temple as he went through.
"Ready now?' Impa asked, and Link nodded.
"Yeah, sure, let's go," he said, and they exited the room, and went down to the first floor. They sat down and ate their breakfast of fish, potato cakes, and eggs. Link kept his head down, trying to not pay attention to the glances the patrons from the night before gave.
Link finished his breakfast, satisfied, and Link walked up to the bar. Link pulled his wallet out, and plopped it down. The salt and pepper haired innkeeper looked at him questioningly.
"Oh, no," the innkeeper said, "The leaders of Hyrule's army need not pay."
"Heh?" Link said, "No, no," he opened up the wallet, "For the trouble we caused last night, at least."
"Agh, they had it coming, but if you insist, the tab was 30 rupees."
Link pulled a red, and a yellow rupee from his wallet, and placed them on the bar in front of the innkeeper. He thought for a second, and set a blue rupee out too, for a tip.
"Thank you," The innkeeper said, "Remember, you are always welcome here, General."
"Thank you," Link said, smiling, and he returned to the table. Impa shoveled down the rest of her breakfast, and they headed out.
The two made their way quickly to the apothecary, and Link waited-albeit against his will-outside the makeshift room while Sheik equipped herself.
The two women exited the room.
"Morning, General," Sheik said, and Link nodded.
"Morning, you rested up enough?"
"Yeah," she said, "I feel fine, I don't think I'll have any trouble."
"Good, I faced death many times in the Forest Temple, and I think we may face even greater threats in the Temple of Courage, so I need you at your best."
"Yeah, I'll have your back just fine, Link," Sheik said.
"Good to hear," Link said. "We should head out, maybe we can make it back here before dusk."
"Yeah," Impa said, "That'd be nice, but we don't want to be reckless, we need to be more careful than last time, so taking our time might be the better option."
"Of course," Link said, as they left the apothecary.
They reached the gate quickly enough, and started ascending the mountainside to the Temple of Courage.
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