[b]Northern Clocktown[/b]

In the midst of the many Deku merchants, customers, and disoriented tourists that could be found in the business side of the park, a Zora could be found meandering from merchant to merchant, squatting down to look and talk as he went.

Although the Zora seemed quite interested in many of the goods being sold, he had yet to buy anything, and even if he were to, the Zora's belt could not hold any but the smallest of trinkets. A few of the salesmen seemed to have noticed this, and would either give him an angry look as he left, or simply wave him away in hopes of attracting a more lucrative customer.

It was at one of those less hospitable stalls that the Zora became distracted by the sight of a man stabbing a ChuChu to death.

"Don't see that very often around here!" the Zora exclaimed in a cheery, baritone voice.

"Nope," the Deku Scrub said wearily, "You gonna buy something?"

"I don't think so. It's all very nice, though!"

So it was that the Zora returned to meandering, and eventually reached the outskirts where, with as much random curiosity as he had at the beginning of his "shopping" adventure, he approached the mat where Teruk had set up shop.

"Good morning!" the Zora said, kneeling down so he was a little closer to the Scrub's height, before offering his hand for a shake, "My name's Griga, and I'm looking for something interesting."