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[h3][color=tomato]Lon Lon Tavern- Hyrule Town[/color][/h3]
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The lighting in the Tavern was low, lanterns burning down as Turok sloshed around his ale inside his mug, taking a swig and slamming it back onto the table with a cheesy grin. [color=orange]"Aye, barman! Another round!"[/color] He called loudly, his current cup not even empty before he was calling for another. He often came to Hyrule Town after a long day of working on Death Mountain and the surrounding caverns. Turok being a high ranking member of Darunia's army, he was often sent on missions deep within Dodongo's cavern for their chief. He didn't mind it so much really, the rocks there were much better tasting. 

But after a long day of work, Turok liked to kick back with an ale, or a whiskey, whatever suited his fancy thay day usually did the trick. He'd knock a few back before returning to Death Mountain to wind down for the next day of work. 

It was there, in Lon Lon Tavern, that Turok questioned his alcohol intake. He'd heard a voice... From inside his head? That's what it had sounded like really, or that someone had spoken right beside him. Turok knew this could not be the case however, because the Goron was sitting alone. 

Sticking a finger in his ear and turning it back and forth, Turok wondered if he should lay off the liquor. Clearly, no one was speaking to him, so Yuri could only assume that he was losing his mind. About time, he'd been on the verge of ages it seemed. The war had been harsh on both sides, raging on and on for what seemed like an endless amount of time.

But then out of nowhere it had ended, thanks to the compassionate hand of Queen Zelda. Everything had seemed fine, until the King had gotten the war started again. Now apparently, Zelda was pregnant and due any day. Turok didn't know [i]what[/i] to think about that news, but still he'd heard rumors whispered everywhere he went within Castle Town. 

[i]"Help me... my name is Zelda... I have gone into labor within the castle, and I fear I won't survive. My husband is not to be trusted. Please, come to me. There is an old well hidden behind Telma's Bar in the green district that passes beneath the castle's walls. Friends await you there." [/i]

Turok stopped mid drink yet again as he heard the female voice, apparently belonging to Queen Zelda herself. Telma's? Turok wasn't a frequent customer there, but he knew the place. Looking around, it seemed he'd been the only one to hear the voice. Was this magic? 

Downing the rest of his drink, and the next that came a moment later, Turok slapped a few coins onto the bar and smiled at the middle aged barman politely as he made his way outside. It was raining, something that caused Turok to frown as he walked down the paved streets. 

It didn't take him long to find the place, and Turok saw a small Deku walking towards the back of the bar curiously. Turok didn't out much thought into it really as he entered the bar and looked around. It wasn't packed, but there were a few people inside. 

Turok sighed softly, crossing his arms over his chest as he wondered what what going on. He frowned and looked around, not sure what to do with himself as he waited. 


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