The younger Deku mage nodded as Mr. Teko explained the nuisances of title deeds, finding it somewhat surprising it both surprising and informative it wasn’t just a Deku arrangement with foreign towns and kingdoms. The mystery surrounding this so-called Canyon Title Deed was growing even more urgent, and if the strange man who attacked Treka went after someone else in search of his quarry, they might not be so lucky as the poor injured girl. Today was turning out to be all sorts of eventful, and not necessarily in a good way.

Teruk nodded, accepting his task. “I’ll leave at once, the more of us who are aware of what’s going on, the better.” He glanced at Treka, who appeared to have nodded off. “We can’t let others get hurt if we can help it. I have a feeling Treka was lucky, considering how much worse it could have been. I’ll go get my things and leave at once.” He said, turning to gather his short spear, some potions, and the rest of his travel gear was gathered. He had no idea how long he’d be away from the park district, but he wasn’t one to go about being unprepared. He resolved to do everything in his power to find the crazy old man and the mysterious blue-cloaked swordsman, as it was something that posed a threat to innocent Deku. This was supposed to be a peaceful festival, and years had passed without serious incident. What was happening was almost unthinkable.
For the next several hours, Teruk scoured Clocktown, tracking down the various pockets of Deku that had set up outside of the primarily congestion. Most reacted with the predictable surprise, and seemed to take Teruk’s word for it, and almost none had any idea about a blue cloaked swordsman, which wasn’t surprising. Others remained quite skeptical, either having never witnessed violence against Deku before or wanting to believe that some old man had an Ikana Title Deed, much less would offer it to a young, inexperienced girl like Treka. Teruk didn’t begrudge them overly much; he himself would have likely been quite skeptical himself. He still didn’t quite believe the old bastard had the deed he claimed, but there was no denying the danger he posed. 

While it was good he was getting the word out for his kin to be careful, Teruk found himself somewhat discouraged that his search was turning up no leads. It was as if both of his quarry had simply ceased to be. That is, until he met with two brothers from his neighbourhood, Jor and Dury. Teruk quickly explained the situation to them, and instead of the usual excited chatter between them like he had witnessed several times that night, Jor and Dury stared at each other for a few long seconds. “Didn’t we see someone like that, blue cape and all, a couple hours ago?”

Jor nodded. “Yeah, it might not be the guy you’re looking for, but there was a youngish looking guy, human or Hylian, couldn’t tell with the hood. No creepy old guy, but thanks for letting us know.”

“It would have been tempting to say yes to whatever he was offering, I mean an Ikanan Canyon Title Deed?” Dury said, somewhat awestruck.
Teruk interrupted impatiently. “Blue Cloak, where did he go?” 

“That way, last we saw of him.” Dury replied, pointing towards the center of town, towards the clock tower. “Not sure if it had anything to do with the Ikanan parade or that announcement, but it’s worth looking into.”

Teruk thanked the two brothers and took off down the street, forcing his way through the busy crowds after his one and only lead. It was anyone’s guess if it would pay off, and he sincerely hoped he wasn’t chasing after a fable. With everything going on at the moment, it was starting to seem like a fool’s errand, and Teruk sincerely hoped he was wrong this one time. Still, the thought of the old man attacking Treka drove him. Whoever he was, he’d be brought to pay for what he’d done. 
He just had to be found first.