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Timeless Ocarina: Chapter 15: The Deathful Water and Avoiding Marriage

Chapter 14: The Desperate Battle     Chapter 16: The Magic Eye

 

Chapter 15: The Deathful Water and Avoiding Marriage

The first thing he noticed when he woke up was that his back hurt. He had been sleeping on his scabbard.
The second thing he noticed was that all his cuts and other injuries were very painful.
The third thing he noticed was that he felt adequately rested to continue adventuring for some time now, even energetically. He was about to get up and find his scattered gear when he noticed a fourth thing: Navi was asleep on his chest.
She looked sweet, as he peered down at her; a little ball of light with folded butterfly wings. Gently he stirred, and she woke and flew up.
“Good morning,” he said to her.
“Hello!” she chirped back. “Is it time to go?”
“Yes. I feel much better.”
He sheathed his sword and slung his shield on his back and turned to the door closest to him. It was the wrong one, but he soon corrected that, and discovered a little room with only a treasure chest and a trap door. In the chest was a familiar looking weapon – another Hookshot.
“It’s different,” Navi said immediately.
“It is?”
“This one’s longer. Look at the chain!”
“Oh.”
He kept the other one with him anyway, perhaps to give to Ruto. He opened the trap door and saw darkness below, and heard and smelt loudly rushing water.
Carefully, he let himself down over the edge, but his feet touched nothing. There was nothing in the room that he could attach the hookshot to, so trusting in his ears, he let himself go.
His boots smacked hard into rock and he fell on his face, scraping his cheek. “Ow!”
“Sorry,” Navi said, trying to light up the tunnel. Water rushed past him and away down natural winding tubes.
“It’s not your fault.”
He was on a ledge beside the wide river, plunging from a height in an impressive waterfall. The air was freezing. He saw whirlpools in rapids a little further down, and made a note to avoid those. There was no way off the ledge; no where to go except downstream. He jumped in the water. Continue reading

Suldal

Crash

Crash

Lastly, we have Suldal, or Windfoot. As such, I’m not sure why he signed up to be in the cavalry. He often runs alongside, almost as swift as a horse himself. But, in the end, he adores horses and likes the feel of a lance at high speed, and no one in an infantry regiment would be able to keep up with him, so if he charged with a spear he’d leave the rest behind and that’s not good tactics. So that must be why he rides with the Celebthol.

Timeless Ocarina: Chapter 14: The Desperate Battle

Chapter 13: The Realm of Silence     Chapter 15: The Deathful Water and Avoiding Marriage

 

Chapter 14: The Desperate Battle

The interior of the Water Temple was rich and gorgeous. Carved intricately from blue marble and inlaid with bronze and gold, the walls reflected the water’s reflection of torchlight. A massive pillar took up a great deal of the space of the main chamber, which was almost completely filled with water; yet the room had the impression of vast space, though the top of the hill was only a few meters above their heads.
Link stared around in wonder, a smile passing over his face. Navi flew forward into the open space and turned back.
“It’s very pretty. Rana would love it. Ruto, too…”
“I think so,” Link answered, and dove in headfirst. Swimming down to the bottom of the chamber, where he immediately planned to start, was out of the question, so with a bubbly sigh he asked Navi for his heavy boots.
As he sank, he caught glimpses of corridors and walkways, submerged but probably very convenient for a Zora. Down on the bottom, he clunked around slowly, seeing the many doors and yet more corridors branching off from the main room.
He picked the closest entrance, but the door was locked. So was the next one, and Link stopped to rest his legs for a few moments before going to the next one.
That hallway was not blocked by anything at first, but eventually he came to an empty room behind a door at the end of it. He was going to turn around when Navi tapped his ear.
“Look up!” she chirped. Link did so, and saw he could still keep going. It must have been obvious for a Zora, but a Zora he was not, though he was still going to do his best.
As he pulled himself out of a well-like vertical passage, he heard a squeal and his eyes widened. He straightened up just in time for a tall, slim, lovely Princess Ruto to fling herself bodily into him and knock them both back into the water. Continue reading

Gilglin

Yaaa!

Yaaa!

This is Gilglin, the ‘firebrand’ of the group, as denoted by his shield. Actually, just kidding. He’s quite cool, though he can get a bit excited. He likes sports, whatever kinds of sports elves have…

I like the way I did the flames on his shield and his helmet. It’s Tamiya red ink over silver. Turned out very well.

Silros

silros

Whee, look at me

Silros up today! Silros is a poet, because he has heart jewels everywhere. Yes, that makes a lot of sense (sarcasm). Anyway, um, yeah. He’s a poet. That’s just his entire life, except of course for chopping up bad guys in the cavalry. He also is friends with Falamir, a bit, and he’s the other guy who’s always in the front rank (on Elfin’s right).

Falamir

Ha!

Ha!

This is Falamir, who rides on Turmith’s left and therefore is usually the most visible of the group. His name means ‘surf jewel’. I like the silver moon on his shield. I had some fun figuring out who would get which heraldry, and I’m not fond of mix-and-match, so Falamir also has the moon-and-three-tears helm decoration and armour with a moon on it. I also covered a page in one of my larger, rougher sketchbooks with colour ideas. You can see the blue-goop-tack stuff (normally used for holding paper on walls) I used to keep his shield on. -_-7 They’re all held on that way, all the shields, and the riders to the horses too. There’s a gem on each left wrist that I felt reluctant to cover up permanently with the shield, so instead we get goop. Meh. And I messed up the paint on the jewels on his helm decoration… they overlap the gold rims too much.

Falamir is a singer, when he’s not skewering stuff on his shiny lance, and has light wheat-coloured-ish hair. His favourite colour is blue, obviously, and comes from an old family (with pretty heraldric symbols). He has a little sister, and likes taking long walks on the beach, especially at sunset. Single. Also plays guitar to accompany himself, and has good eyes, which come in handy for detecting ambushes.

I made the Celebthol close up pictures bigger because they weren’t very detailed at all. Heh.

Elfinwë

Ta-dah

Ta-dah

Elfinwë! Originally called Elfin, but with we added to make the bilingual pun less obvious. That means Star Hair, and we is just an emphasis, I think. I need to go back and read that paragraph again…

Elfin is primarily a musician, a reliable fellow, also a bit of an artist in his spare time, a wise second-in-command. Single, and handsome. ^_^ My favourite of the Celebthol, with leaderish Turmith coming runner-up. This picture doesn’t really show the good side of his face, only the side covered with hair, but it shows his colours and shield and stuff.

Turmith x2

Pose!

Pose!

More Turmith today. I have just about nothing to say except that I’m very busy, so I’m not going to say very much. Isn’t he cool? Love the shield. It’s a bit of a hassle preventing it from getting dented. Eärfaroth is the only one with a white jewel on the forehead of his harness.

Turmith is, besides the leader of the Celebthol, also the leader of my tiny warhost that I led against Kevin’s Brets. He’s known in the text version simply as “the blue-eyed commander”, but he has a green-eyed second. I’m not sure if this refers to Elfinwë, the musician, or to the boss of the archer regiment that was the next to be finished. However, my strategic incompetence led to almost every single battle being lost by my troops. Phooey. It’s not blue-eyes’ fault! And in the text version, I managed to write it like a draw, instead of a massacre. Meh.

The young commander is… young, determined, a bit idealistic in his conceptions of nobility, but being an elf manages to carry it off well. Thinks well of others, tries to defend his friends, can be driven to exact vengeance. Also tries to excuse – but learn from – mistakes (archers effectively destroyed by not forming into ranks? Tell ’em next time. By the way, they all escaped by climbing trees except one. Ha). A bit ambitious, as he wants to do his job well not only to protect the innocent, but also to be given larger armies to command. So far, his superiors think he’s doing a good job.

Turmith, on the other hand, is veteran and impassive, but good pals with Elfinwë in down time. Trains energetically, has a voice that carries well, loves backgammon oddly enough, blue eyes, dark hair, loves his horse, cool-headed in battle. Marital status unknown. That shiny sword belonged to his grandfather.