Stone Tower Temple (Tsu, Squishy)

TJ Fireslap, mighty fine Goron rapper (+40 rupees) + infinite swaggg
Morgan Liesmith, annoying little bastard (+40 rupees)


Today he would finally climb the tower. Even though he said that on the previous six attempts as well. But today he was going to succeed for sure, Morgan could feel it in his bones. By the end of the day, that mountain of treasure would be his. All of it, every single last nugget of gold would be in his possession, who cared if he could carry it. Maybe he could even swim in it.

Morgan smiled at the thought of swimming through a sea of treasure, he was gonna be rich! He stared at the slope that formed the entrance to the tower and spat in his hands, ready to climb the damned thing. This time he'd reach the top of it, and not tumble down in a tangle of limbs, sand and dust. Today, lady luck would be on his side. Or so he thought.

He rand towards the slope, getting faster and faster, he had nearly reached it. And then he slipped. He stepped on a small pebble, slipped over it and made a neat face-first fall into the slope, sliding down until he was lying with his face in the dirt.

It seemed this was doomed to become the seventh attempt instead of the first success.

Morgan felt something grabbing him by the head and putting him back on his feet. His first reaction was to grab some of his needles, ready to attack, but then he noticed the gigantic goron behind him.

"'Take a breather'?" He asked indignantly. "I've been trying to climb this damned thing for ages! Now if they were only as smart as to make actual stairs instead of this stupid slope..." He grumbled, kicking the stone slope and nearly slipping again. He quickly regained his composure and eyed the goron suspiciously.

"And who're you anyway? Did one of my brothers send you to convince me to leave? You can tell 'em I'm not going anywhere until I've reached the top!" He huffed. "So, either you help me up here, or you can go and do whatever it is you do."

Morgan bumped his fist against the goron's.

"Morgan Liesmith. Originally, I'm a Darunia guy. I'm gonna like you, aren't I?" He asked with a smirk. This goron seemed to be pleasant company.

He wandered into the massive gate and whistled when he saw the height of the construction in front of them. "My...That's a big one, eh? Looks like this ain't gonna be easy." He turned back to the goron. "So, what exactly is it that you do in daily life? Some sort of poetry? You seem to talk funny..."

"Yes, I know perfectly what you mean." Morgan said with a smirk. He had seen some of the residents of monster village smoke the remnants of certain plants, said to have strange effects on the mind. That, however, was something Morgan had never tried for himself. Then he looked at the eye the goron had pointed out to him. If he could get underneath it, he would be able to hit it. "Hmm, I might have a lil' gadget with me for these things..."

Morgan opened the satchel at his side and took out his hookshot. "If anything needs to be poked, shot or hit, this is your best friend." He approached the first floating block in a series of three, carefully jumping on it, and then to the next.

"Hey, goronbro, you coming?"

"Captain Morgan? I like the sound of that!" They were now safely across to the other side, pondering the next step. Morgan stared at the remains of the wall TJ had just punched.

"Well that's impressive, mister! A grudge match, huh... That might be a way to put it. I've just gotta reach the top before I can go anywhere else, I'm not allowing myself to leave until I've seen the top of this thing!"

After a few more steep climbs the two came upon a group of switches. Stepping on them made blocks show up to get across a particularly deep chasm. Trouble was, the switches went back up as soon as you stepped off them.

"Right, my bro, now what?"

Morgan tried not to yelp in surprise and gripped tight to the goron's rocky back as the hopped from platform to platform.

"That Goron hood sure sounds like an interesting place." He murmered after TJ had dropped him off his back.

They were now at two-thirds of their climb to the top, and the outer tower was only the beginning. According to the rumours and legends, at the top was a whole labyrinth of puzzles, traps and monsters, guarding a treasure of legendary size, with gold and gems no man had ever seen before.

"Almost there, TJ. And then the real trouble begins." Morgan said with a lighthearted laugh. "Who knows what we'll run into there?"

"Oh, I've survived a killer disease, grew up in a box in the backalleys of Darunia and lived years on my own in Ikana. I think I can last in the slum-"

Suddenly TJ pushed Morgan down and hopped over him with surprising agility for a goron. Just in time he spotted the giant dragonfly, right before TJ punched it into oblivion. One second later and it had no doubt hit Morgan and pushed him over the edge into the abyss.

"Woah... T-thanks dude." Morgan stammered, staring at the place where the dragonfly had been a mere minute ago. "That'd have killed me if it weren't for you."

They continued up the tower, they were now at the top, the only thing between them and the entrance of the temple was the giant chasm in the middle of the tower. It looked like Morgan could get across with his hookshot, but it looked like someone with TJ's size wouldn't get across so easy.

"Shall I get across and search for a way in for you?" Morgan asked, getting his hookshot outmand aiming at a statue on the other side.

"Oh, don't ever dare to think you can get all the fun and loot in there!" Morgan took out his hookshot and nimbly crossed the chasm, landing next to TJ, right in front of the gate.

"Right. That's... spooky." He looked up at the giant entrance of the temple, shaped like a head with a gaping mouth as gate. Up here, the sound from the rolling boulders and moving blocks was just a faint rustle in the distance, drowned out by the howling wind, which added even more to the ominous feel of the temple. Something just felt... odd about this place. Morgan shook the odd feeling off and turned to TJ.

"Right, first one in gets the loot!" He said with a grin, and he ran into the temple.

“Not for the loot? My, I’d think something’s wrong with yer head! Why’d you climb this thing? Surely not for the view…”

Morgan stopped next to TJ and looked at the temple’s interior. Of course there were monsters, this being Ikana and this being a place where probably a lot of treasure was locked away. And no one in their right minds would leave any sort of treasure unguarded. This did disappoint Morgan a little bit, somewhere, he had hoped the original owner of the treasures was stupid enough to think the tower was enough defense. But alas, the original owner seemed smarter than that.

Then he heard TJ’s remark.

“Winking? Well, can’t have that, can we? I don’t like towers winking at me.” He grinned, aiming his hookshot at the eye and shooting.