The Winds That Howl... [Snowpeak TP, Saria/Ya Boy Clooby]

Julius watched Navina as exhaustion hit her. He knew they had to finish this soon -- it took too much of their energy to damage the casing. Well, it took too much from Navina, at least.

Julius snapped as he neared the icy casing that Yettez resided in. The Yeti's face was blank -- his eyes were rolled into the back of his head, from what he could see. He was muttering low, hushed tones as well -- Julius was sure of it now. He was being affected by the twilight.

As the enormous crystalline ice skated towards him, he counted down in his head. A second had already passed. He prepared a Spin Attack. That was another second. Three. Two. Yettez drew closer. By all means, he was fast, but he hoped he was fast enough to crash into both of their blades. One. Yettez was within range, now. Lexi's helical blade swiped out as a vortex appeared around Julius, his blade whirling the through the subzero air.

They broke through the icy coffin. Now, he spun out of control and off course. He bounced into a wall of the cathedral; his ice was already broken, but he hit one, and then another of the walls. Now, he spun as he lost momentum, tipping over onto his side as his eyes began to open.

"WAAAAAAGH!" He yelled out, smashing the ice that skill covered his feet. He flew into a bestial rage, obliterating the ice until there was no more anywhere near him.

He stood, panting, eyes full of shock and disbelief. He looked around the room. His eyes lay on Navina, finally. He stuck out an accusing finger. "You!" He yelled, trying to maintain the air of hostility. He wasn't doing a good job -- his lips were already pulled into a smile, nothing more than a toothy grin. "You never tried any of Yettez soup." He let out a hearty laugh, before searching the room for Julius.

"Ah," he walked over to Julius. "I thank you, for saving Yettez," the gentle giant extended his hand. "This is how Hylians respect, yes?"

Julius laughed a bit. More than a bit, in fact -- he was almost giggling. "Yes, Yettez." He took his hand and shook it.
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They were at the entrance of the manor again. Yettez stood over the appropriately sized cauldron, adding spices, cheeses, and vegetables to it while Julius looked at the Wolfos. They were all looking a bit healthier, now, lazing around in the significantly warmer room. Julius shivered as he drank another bowl of the soup. He yawned, putting the wooden bowl onto the floor. "It's good, Navina. Try some."

Regardless of whether or not Navina would finally enjoy some soup, the group would soon depart from Snowhead, where the manor resided -- with more than a few Wolfos in tow. Julius hoped he could find at least two others willing to take the hounds...


((SNOWPEAK END.

For his rewards, Julius gets: Helm Splitter, and a White Hide. Just as well, he gains six roop from Crafting.))

Yeah, you're right, Saria. Anyways, >cool< job. Accepted.