Mysterious Meetings

[Sky]

The dam grass was easily flattered under feet as a darkly dressed individual stalked the heavily vegetated forest, a hood from a cloak over their head, obscuring their eyes and head, only the mount and chin easily visible for anyone that would approach. Even so one could identify them as a women, the soft lips and smooth cheeks, thin frame and over all body movements.

Taking one last moment the figure stopped, head turning to the side to observe a stump, the main truck of the tree felled many years ago, but a rotten monument to the once majestic tree which stood, though that was not the important part out the wooden object. To it's side was a carving, an X made with a sharp object, recently cut and quite clean, being recongised by the figure which stood beside it... after all she had made it.

"Again, I've been going around in circles it seems, though I can't hear that music people rumor about that leads to the "forest temple', was that just a rumor? I hope I don't get lost in here and became apart of the undead". "Heh, that would be ironic, a necromancer becoming a stalfo, I'd probably become one of those lord type and raise more to add to some grand evil army". Not a very welcoming idea, hopefully the winding forest would spit her back out in Kakori village but that would not help, Hono was still missing and if there was some place to get answers it was the Forest Temple.

Giving a small sight the figure pulled off their hood, revealing a young women in their late teens, long black hair flowing down their back, blue sapphire eyes on her face with an accompanying scar going across her left eye. "Guess I can sit down and have a break for a bit". Placing an odd looking weapon to the side the youthful looking woman took a seat on the marked stump, eye looking at the canopy of trees which halted the course of natural light from illuminating the undergrowth.

[Sappho]

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sigh of exasperation escaped the golden-haired beauty who was slumped over on a tree stump. ‘Curse those vague goddesses, do they not understand how irritating for ‘mortals’ to interpret their riddles? I merely wish for my century long question to be answered, but it must have been foolish for one to expect that to be fulfilled.’

She steadily rose from her exhaustion with difficulty and headed further into the dark forest covered by that overcast sky with purpose of returning to civilisation, ‘I need the familiar scent of stale revolution to fill my head before I can decipher the hidden meanings behind those words given by those damn goddesses. After hearing those divine nuisances, one forgets the annoyances provided by mortals’ wrong preconceptions.’

She ambled along the winding path littered in rotting leaves with intent in mind to leaving nature behind, but was interrupted by an interesting magical trail; there was another individual who held considerable prowess in that field. Following her instincts, she discovered a strangely disconcerting yet normal-looking girl - an ordinary appearance in the business of the oddities which the woman with the flaxen locks encountered often.

But she was interested in the intent of this girl in intruding upon this most hidden of places within the woods, ‘Good evening, Miss. What brings you to the woods of the lost? Do you wish to bring offerings to some forgotten and useless deity, or to escape your dreary life into one of a different sort? Not that I can blame you for either, mortals do strange things on mere whims. A ‘mortal’ such as me has forgotten the pleasures of those simple and unreasonable habits.’

Time to return to my roots. Hehehe.... 

by MIZO.❉ of ww

[Sky]

Ear became tickled at the sound of grass being trodden down, Sky's blue gaze turning to the newcomer entering the small clearing, their arrival much sooner then she would has suspected. She had long blonde hair, a similar length to her own dressing in a robe that starkly contrasted her own, it almost seemed as looking into a mirror that reflected ones opposite. Getting closer the women spoke, her words betraying the youthful appearance of the person speaking, a noticeable magical aura radiating of their figure, certainly an interesting person to cross paths with.

"Offering to the gods? why would I do something so useless, it's fairly obvious that the 'gods' only show themselves when things are at their worse, only to just barely fix things". The world and different kingdom still in turmoil over the last war, perhaps it would have been better to let everything be destroyed and start over from scratch. "Not sure why people even bother worshiping them anymore, I'd not be surprised if the gods didn't ever care for them", they certainly hadn't cared for her parents. "Though my reasoning, just searching for a friend is all and the forest temple is probably my best bet to find answers".

She gave a small sigh before looking back at the blonde woman, now interested in the new arrival, "may I ask about yourself? you some anti-godless preacher trying to convert people to some new faith"? "Or just another unsatisfied person who has had their life screwed up by events in the last decade"

[Sappho]

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genuine laugh escaped from Sappho’s mouth, a rare sight for one who was prone to pretending, ‘It is so refreshing to hear a youth speak contempt against those aggravating goddesses, I wonder if they had known that stepping into the realm of man to enact such a disastrous plan would cause their most fervent of believers to stray from their side and view them in a negative way!’

Upon hearing the black-haired woman’s question, another hearty laugh escaped, ‘An anti-theist preacher? Do not group me with those false intellectuals masquerading their juvenile tantrums against an unfair life, with the pain that I have been subjected to, such a comparison would be an insult. Nor am I one of the many whose lives were torn apart by those divine nuisances descending once more. My life has been a series of mocking events started by those irritating goddesses. The past decade? That is hardly anything. Do I look that young… I do keep my complexion with natural products, I suppose - then again, my appearance has not changed in the slightest for several centuries. And for the entirety of that time, I have been mocked by the heavens. If anyone could have a true grudge against them, it would be me.’

Time to return to my roots. Hehehe.... 

by MIZO.❉ of ww

[Sky]

The woman's laugh was a little odd but considering the amount of blind goddess followers roaming around Hyrule perhaps it was humorous to run across someone who openly defined them, that was how she got her face scar after all. "Just because the goddesses are powerful does not mean they are smart in any way, though to be honest I don't think they really know who we think, or the problems that have arisen in their world just are not considered problems for them".

Seemed she was more of a comedian then originally though as the youthful  but mature women laughed some more, not really something she liked to be. Her mention of being a few centuries old quirked an eyebrow, she had suspected the women was older then she looked but over several hundred years? that was something special. "Forgive me for any insults elder, I was not aware of your true age", she replied in a semi-mocking voice, though honestly impressed by her age. "I am guessing you eternal youth and all the messed up things over your life is what lef you to hating the three big girls in the sky"?