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“…Oh.“he stood there awkwardly, “…I miss Delgal. I need to find him.”
Would the timeline shift? Would it just be some other poor soul perishing in Revali's place? Octavo wondered. He wanted to know.
Would the timeline shift? Would it just be some other poor soul perishing in Revali's place? Octavo wondered. He wanted to know.
" Hm. A chosen hero with a divine blade... And he's mortal ? One of you humans, I presume ? "
Cold bread, dried meat and nuts. Not much of a meal. "Thank you," he murmurs, accepting some of the jerky. "I lived in the castle a short time, you know. I miss the hot meals they served."
Pulling a few bags of waterproof hide from his pocket he smiles as they enlarge. “Same goes for you, these are home-made deer and cow jerky, and I have some dried fruits, berries, and nuts.”
Cold bread, dried meat and nuts. Not much of a meal. "Thank you," he murmurs, accepting some of the jerky. "I lived in the castle a short time, you know. I miss the hot meals they served."
"The gods chose a hero, granted him a holy weapon only he could wield. It's always him." He pauses. "...almost, always. It does not seem to matter if someone else
" I see... "
" How was he defeated in the past ? "
"The gods chose a hero, granted him a holy weapon only he could wield. It's always him." He pauses. "...almost, always. It does not seem to matter if someone else
" Tell me more about where you're from, your cursed land. "
" So, " [ He strides to an ornate metal bench and sits with room for Octavo to his right ] " How have you come to learn about the old Demon King ? "
" Would you join me in the garden ? It seems we have much to discuss and I would prefer it be done in private. "
" Tell me, what brings you to my realm, wanderer ? "
Octavo folds his hands behind his back, peering up at the man seated on the throne. "And I am not of Hyrule. I just happen to be born there. I am a wanderer with no true home."
[ A small demon skitters along the sangria tinted carpet, eight legs tapping along the throne room's hall. It stops before Ghirahim, clearing it's throat in what sounds like a cacophony of brass horns ]
"" Introducing, Octavio of Hyrule ! ""
Octavo folds his hands behind his back, peering up at the man seated on the throne. "And I am not of Hyrule. I just happen to be born there. I am a wanderer with no true home."
He leans over to pat his head.
He sets his Lute case in his lap and rifles through it, pulling out a jar of honeycomb. "I don't have very much
“I'm excited to see what your Zora form looks like."
He sets his Lute case in his lap and rifles through it, pulling out a jar of honeycomb. "I don't have very much
He doesn't mention how he use to be close to madness if it wasnt for his friends or his depression from hearing the dead.
"I can sense when there is imbalance. It's saddening. I don't like it."~
Maybe it was something the tree had said. Octavo tosses it a wary look before turning back. "I can take on the form of a zora, just like you.
Maybe it was something the tree had said. Octavo tosses it a wary look before turning back. "I can take on the form of a zora, just like you.
Ah. As for me, I was killed about 2 decades ago. A god blessed me, or cursed, with this new life. Keeping balance and never dying. Ever..."~☆