Role Playing Time

Midna leaned over and examined the map. "Oh. That's not good."

Hmm... I wonder if anything interesting is happening in town. Skull Kid thought, as he made his way towards Clocktown. That can't be... Skull Kid thought as he gasped It is! It's Link!

"Well duh," Tetra said rolling her eyes. She glanced off into the distance and saw a disturbed figure approaching them.

A man clad in black walks into the market town with a blade in one hand and it's hilt and handle in the other. He looks around only to find there isnt a blacksmith in sight.. he approaches a guard to ask for dircections.

"Excuse me," said the man to the guard.. the guard looks at him and his eyes widen, " Where might one get his weapon repaired."

"D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D.. DARKTHANE!" the guard yelled and ran, leaving his sheild there against the wall.

"Humph... Damn this curse, I suppose Ill head to the castle and see about accomadations."

The man begins to head to the castle