Trouble in Little Yetiville [Snowpeak] (Genzo with Devilsteel)

Watching the Kokiri struggle to control her flames would cause Casara to ponder for a moment. Perhaps fire needed a different mental state to control it. The Fokka had always remained calm and stalwart when controlling earth. This got him thinking about fire as an element.

"Maybe I was wrong partially wrong about the ways of controlling fire. You will still need to impart your will upon the flames, but perhaps you need to embody what fire itself is. Or at the very least what it stands for." Unfortunately Casara didn't have any experience with fire. He wasn't sure what those properties truly were.

The nearby Zora would hear what Casara had to say before speaking up himself. "While I don't use fire myself, I have something of an affinity for its opposing element. If water is a calm element, fire would be a passionate one. Where water can adapts to its surrounds, fire consumes its surrounds." Hanno wasn't sure if his words would help the Kokiri in her endeavors or not. Perhaps Corbin would be the best on to ask about fire. After all he was their groups resident fire user.

Corbin could overhear their conversation but would continue on right where he was. If he was asked for his thoughts on the matter he would speak up, but until then he would just continue forward with the rest of the group. He just hoped that Sandal knew where he was going since he was the one at the front of the group seemingly leading the way.

Glancing back at Pooky, Hanno would ponder for a moment. "Maybe you should wait until we reach the ridge and dismount before continuing on. I understand you wanting to master this as soon as possible, but I think it would be best to wait until you don't also have a horse to keep control of at the same time."

Casara was at a loss and would glance towards Corbin as Hanno spoke. "I'm going to have to agree. Once we reach our next stopping point you could see about getting some help from Corbin. While he can't control fire, he does use it. Maybe he will have some insight into things that we are lacking."

Corbin would hear his name come up and slow down so that he was now travelling closer to the rest of them. " I would not be opposed to offering my insight into things. Though I would make a suggestion now. Maybe start with trying to control flames that already exist, rather than trying to start by generating your own flames from the start."

Sandal would turn to look at the rest of the group. He would see all three of his friends gathered around the Kokiri and Miniblin and wonder what was going on. He would pull his horse off to the side and slow down until he was now behind the rest of them. He didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't going to be left out if all of his friends were here trying to help. "Me help?"

Silence would seeming take over the party as they made their way up the mountain trail. It was almost like they were expecting trouble now, but the ride itself was a peaceful one. The horses, and Corbin, were able to handle the path without any additional effort. While the trail around the mountain wasn't as smooth as a pathway in Castle Town, it was much smoother than one would have ever thought it to be.

The further up the trail the party made it, the rougher the trail began to get. Rocks of varying size and shape littered the trail as if a rockslide had occured recently. "I think we should start keeping an eye on the ledges above us and our ears open. If a rock falls I can't stop it, but I can get rid of it after." The Fokka was confident in his abilities but knew that he could only control an amount of rocks up to a certain weight. Any large rocks that might find themselves falling down on them would almost certainly be too large for him to stop.

As the group continued on up the ridge Corbin would speed up and catch up to Briggson. "I've heard of a seed that I haven't been able to find yet. Do you think I might be able to find a Gasha seed anywhere around here? I've heard that they are useful for making all sorts of healing potions and have been trying to find them for some time now." The Lynel was going to fall into one of two categories with the Goron by the end of this quest.

One: He was going to be one of his best pals, and someone that he could talk botanist shop to.

Two: He was going to annoy the Goron with all of his botany related questions making him never want to see him again.

How things were going to play out with the two of them was to be determined, but surely by the end of the quest Corbin would know where he stood in the eyes of the Goron one way or the other.

While Casara had suggested watching the upper ledges, Hanno couldn't bring himself to keep his eyes off Eve. He was a medic and that took priority for him over everything else. He wanted to know right away if her symptoms started to flare up and felt like she wouldn't speak up if they did so he decided to keep a watchful eye on her.

As the light of lamps and fires came into view Corbin would seem to tense up. While he trusted what Briggson had said about there not being any trouble, his past experiences still held a hold over him and probably would for most of his life. "From all I have heard about this seed, it has quite a few interesting applications. From cross-pollinating them with other seeds, or mixing them into elixirs. I hope that I will be able to find at least one before we finish this trip." Corbin normally wasn't so talkative, but he has never had anyone to discuss botany with like this before. "Any other interesting seeds you know of that I should keep an eye out for in my travels?" While Corbin did okay on his own when it came to botany, he lacked knowledge of the world outside of the Lower Wilds still.

Hanno was keeping his eyes on the Kokiri as she shifted around on the back of her horse. It seems like her practice with her flames paired with the sickness had taken more out of her than anyone had thought. The Zora was worried that she was going to fall off her horse at this rate, but there wasn't much he could do for her other than catch her if she were to fall. Once they reach town and find where they would be spending the night he would be able to do more for her, but he felt like he would need to advise her against too much practice with her flames while she is still battling the sickness.

Sandal and Carasa had moved to the front of the group and could see the outline of the town coming into view. At the pace they were going it would only be about another twenty to thirty more minutes until they were inside of the town. Carasa wanted to speed up and handle getting them lodging for the night, but he wasn't familiar with this town and by time he found the stables, and then the inn he felt like Briggson would have already managed to get the rest of the party to both places ahead of him. Instead he would stay at the front of the group to try and make their arrival a little less threatening.

Unfortunately their arrival would be anything but inconspicuous thanks to the giant horse rode by a man clad in heavy armor. Sandal only wore the armor for two reasons when it came down to it. The first being to hide the fact that he was a Moblin, which just made him come off as a very large Hylian with subpar intelligence. The second was due to his love of armor. His personal armor had been tinkered with so much that it made him stand out. It fit the Moblin almost as if it were made out of skulltula silk instead of thick, heavy metal. The way it fit his body aside, it had been modified to cover most of the gaps normal armor has to allow for movement, without restricting his movement. It took Sandal months to remake his armor to the point it was now after his encounter with the mythical Twister and those unfortunate events. The shine of his armor compared to the dullness his club showed just how much care the Moblin puts into his armor. The downside was that people always stop and take note of such an imposing figure where ever he goes.

Even with all the attention Sandal drew the group made their way to the stables without any incident, a few hushed whispers sure, but no one stopped them or questioned them. The townspeople were clearly curious about the party of adventurers that just showed up, after all it wasn't very often that a Lizalfos, Miniblin, and Lynel were seen traveling together. Let alone traveling with a Fokka, Zora, Goron, and what was assumed to be a Hylian.

Casara would follow Gyoma's lead with the horses and lead the ones he had brought to various stalls as well. While he dealt with the merchant, Casara would sit back and observe. He had been paying attention to Gyoma and how he handled the horses thus far, and now he was getting a crash course in handling the stablemasters. It was sure to come in handy down the road when his group's next quest arose.

Once Casara and Gyoma had his giant horse Sandal would head straight for the local armorer. His armor clearly didn't need any work, but he always tried to check out what was being offered at the local shops at each town he visited. It was almost like a compulsion of his at this point.

The armorer would quickly take notice of Sandals armor before looking over his own goods. "I don't think I'll have anything you will be interested in brother. While my armor is top notch, I have never laid eyes on anything like what you are wearing. It's quite impressive."

Sandal had a disappointed look behind his mask. He was hoping to find something out of the ordinary at this shop. Something unique that he could by to replicate in his own armor, but alas the armor for the Goron had for sell was your run of the mill armor. Good quality to be sure, but nothing that stood out to the Moblin. "I make." That was all Sandal had to say before setting off and heading towards the local inn to join up with the rest of the group there.

Meanwhile Corbin had been entrusted to gather up supplies for the trip by Hanno and so that is exactly what he was doing. He had made it to the marketplace just fine, but now that he was alone the awkward and bewildered stare's were more obvious than before. Corbin paid them no mind as he visited one of the local shops. "I need to procure enough food for seven, plus one Goron. Let's make it enough for four days. As well as some bandages and splints."

The Lynel figured that between Hanno, Briggson, and himself they could handle any basic healing tinctures if needed themselves. The shopkeeper stood in awe of the Lynel for a moment before nodding his head. [/b]"Aside from the Goron, any other special needs that need to be met for this order?"[/b]

Thinking for a moment before answering Corbin would look around the store. "As far as meat is concerned it can be split evenly between fish and beef. Vegetables that would be good for a stew. Extra carrots and apples for the horses. Some preserved foods that we can easily eat while traveling, or for a snack. Don't forget bread."

The Kokiri shop keeper would nod before stepping out from behind the counter with a couple of large bags. He would scurry around the shop quickly filling the bags with the requested items before returning to Corbin. Setting the bags down in front of the Lynel the shop keeper would do some quick math before giving the price of the food stuffs to him. Corbin felt the price was fair, but would pay a little extra for the polite and prompt service before picking up the bags and heading towards the inn to join up with the others.

While the rest of the group had seemingly split off, Hanno had lifted Eve from her horse and carried her on his back to the inn following directly behind Briggson. Before he had a chance to speak up Pooky would appear and handle all of the negotiation before he could get a word in edgewise. Just before the Korok sent her(?) note off Hanno would speak up. "Can we make one room a double. I'd like to keep an eye on this one during the night." Motioning to the Kokiri on his back as he spoke.

Sandal and Corbin would reach the inn at the same time, although they had come from different directions. Corbin could be seen holding two sacks of supplies, enough to last them for roughly four days worth of travel. "Sandal can you put these in your adventure pouch for me." Corbin didn't have a pouch of his own so typically the supplies were carried by either Sandal or Hanno. It was already getting late and Corbin didn't want to bother Hanno if he was already asleep. The supplies could be divided amongst the entire group tomorrow before they set out.

Sandal would take the two sacks from the botanist and put them into his adventure pouch with a nod before opening the door to the inn and heading inside with Corbin following behind him. Sandal would approach the desk and look down at the little Korok. "Need stay room." The Moblin would begin to reach for some rupees to pay for a room, but before he could the little Korok would speak up.

"You must be part of the group the Miniblin paid for. Your rooms have already been prepared." Reaching for some keys from underneath the counter the Korok would set two keys down on the counter in front of her.

"Thank you." Corbin would reach out for one of the keys and the Korok would slide the other key towards him with a smile. Corbin would gratefully take the key and and make his way upstair into his room. He would find his room had a large cushioned area on the floor with some blankets folded neatly nearby, a fire roaring in the fireplace. The Lynel would stretch before setting his weapons and shield down and getting comfortable and settling in for the night.

Sandal would take the other key the Korok had placed upon the counter and retire to his room. Once his door was locked he would remove his armor and retrieve a cloth from his adventure pouch and set it down on the table. He would begin examining his armor inside and out. Checking for any signs of wear or damage. Once he was finished he would set about buffing and polishing his armor. While it hadn't been damaged, it was dirty after spending the previous night sleeping outside and that just wouldn't do for the Moblin.

Meanwhile in Hanno and Eve's room, the Zora was keeping a close watch on the Kokiri. He knew, that she knew she was ill, but he couldn't help but feel as if her new magical powers that were developing might have something to do with her fever. Fire was an unpredictable element after all. Had the Zora felt her condition was taking a turn for the worse he would have stopped her practicing, but from what he could see everything was going just fine. She was pushing herself, but not too hard. Once she settled in for the night Hanno would place a cool, damp cloth on her forehead and settle down into bed himself.

Hanno would stir at the sound of knocking on his door. Looking over it seemed as if Eve was still asleep. Slowly the Zora would get up and head for the door and open it. He would be greeted by the sight of Briggson and Gyoma. "Good morning. Come on in if you like, though Eve still seems to be asleep." The Zora would stifle a yawn as he spoke. His belongings were already packed away in his Adventure pouch. He just needed to put on his warm clothes for the trek up the mountian and he would be good to go.

Corbin stirred from his sleep on the padded area on the floor of his room. He wished more establishments had such accommodations for his kind. He had gotten the best sleep he ever had last night. He would put on one of the heavy jackets that Hanno had provided him and make his way out of his room, just barely catching sight of Gyoma and Briggson entering Hanno's room. Unsure of just how much space there was in the room, Corbin would forego joining them and instead would make his way downstairs and head out of the inn waiting just across the street for everyone else.

Casara would be the next one to stir from his sleep. He wasn't exactly an early bird type, but knew that they needed to get moving if they were going to be able to help the sick town, and Eve, with this mysterious illness. He would put his armor back on with thicker clothes than previously underneath them. Grabbing his halberd he would exit his room and head downstairs and wait for the others in the lobby.

Sandal would be the last one to wake up. The clatter of armor could be heard as he began to suit up one piece at a time. It had been a pleasant night for him being able to sleep without his armor on. As much as the Moblin loved armor, especially his armor, it wasn't the most comfortable thing to sleep in. Once he was fully suited up in his platemail armor he would unlock his door and head downstairs. Upon spotting Casara, the Moblin would raise his hand and give him a wave. "Morning."

Hanno would give Eve a nod as he grabbed his spear and the towel off the side table. "Of course." Stepping out of the room Hanno would head downstairs and join the rest of the group in the lobby. Looking around it seemed that the only one that they were missing was Corbin once Eve had joined them. As Briggson spoke, Hanno would look towards the stairs waiting for Corbin to join them.

Once Briggson had finished speaking Casara would look out the window and spot Corbin waiting outside. "Seems like we are all ready to head out. Corbin is actually outside already." It shouldn't have come as much of a surprise that the largest in their group had decided to wait in a larger area for everyone rather than stay inside. Getting up from his position on the couch the Fokka would head outside to join Corbin sure that the rest of their group would follow behind shortly.

Sandal was hot on Casara's heels as he headed outside, followed closely by Hanno. "Everyone finally awake and ready to move out?" Corbin asked his companions as they came out of the inn.

"Yes." Unfortunately for Corbin it was Sandal that decided to answer him instead of Casara or Hanno. This meant that while he technically got an answer to his question, he didn't get any of the additional information on what Briggson had said.

As the all gathered around the fire pit Corbin would approach Sandal. "Sandal can you pull out those two sacks of supplies I gave you yesterday."

With a nod the Moblin would pull out the two large sacks of supplies from his adventure pouch and pass them over to Corbin. "Here go."

Taking the two sacks Corbin would rest them on the ground near the fire pit. "Help yourselves everyone. I made sure to pick up plenty of supplies for the trip." The Lynel wasn't much on cooking like Hanno and instead retrieved a large fish from one of the sacks and a large skewer to set it over the fire on.

Hanno would follow suit and add his own fish over the fire pit, while the fish was cooking he would retrieve a decent sized kettle from his adventure pouch and use his bottomless bottle to fill it with water before setting it down in the fire pit. The metal kettle wouldn't take long to heat the water for everyone's tea.

Casara prepped a large piece of meat with spices and set it up on a skewer over the fire. While he had enjoyed the previous days stew, it had been lacking in spice for him.

Sandal would be the odd one out. They were in the middle of a city. There was no way that the Moblin was going to remove his helmet to eat at this moment. He would walk away from the fire pit and the smell of cooking food and sit down on a nearby bench.

Sandal would turn to face Gyoma and just shake his head. "Townspeople scare." The mostly gentle giant was scared of how the townspeople would react to him with his helmet off. Sure they hadn't had an adverse reaction to Pooky, Gyoma, or Corbin, but this fear of Sandals ran deep. Had it just been their group around a campfire somewhere secluded he would have gladly removed his helmet and ate with them again, but in the middle of a town he was far to scared to remove his helmet and reveal what he truly was.

Hanno would graciously take a tea bag from Eve and rest it in his cup before lifting the kettle from the fire pit and pouring hot water in on top of it. He would return the kettle to the fire pit to allow for anyone else to use it while he began to steep his tea while waiting for his fish to finish cooking. "So we are on foot from here on out?" The Zora would toss a glance to their sick party member, unsure if she would be well enough to make a trek up the mountian in her condition.

Meanwhile Casara had already pulled his chunk of meat from the fire, it was probably what most would consider undercooked, but that's the way he preferred it. This way it remained nice and juicy when he takes a bite. Taking a large bite of his meat the flavor of the spices would fill his mouth as the juices flooded it. Ah how he enjoyed a good meal. The Fokka would decide to wait before interjecting into the conversation.

Corbin would remain silent as he began to eat his fish. There wasn't much point in throwing out multiple questions and statements at once. Better to let things be proposed and answered one at a time in his mind. It makes for a much easier flow of conversation. So the Lynel would sit and eat his fish, while listening to what the others had to say on the subject.