[center][color=ed1c24][h3]Din[/h3][/color]
[b]Level 1[/b] - (1/10) EXP
[b]Location:[/b] Hill of Beginnings
[b]Word Count:[/b] 272[/center]
Din awoke, later than the others. Perhaps this was because she was delicate. But her head still swam from jumbled memories while arguments swarmed above her. By the time she felt well enough to sit up, it seemed much of the tension had already eased. Most of the attention seemed to be focused on the round, pink creature, from which Din was able to sense enormous amounts of good magic. No wonder all present were concerned for it. Fortunately it was already being healed by what Din could only assume was a woman knight, or an automaton of ancient Hyrulean technology. Lost and confused, Din simply listened as the conversation drifted towards introductions.

[color=ed1c24]"Ugh, I'm Din, traveling dancer,"[/color] Din obliged, still sitting in the grass. So far everything that had been mentioned about being 'attacked by light' seemed to fit her blurred memories as well, and following this group to their decided-upon destination seemed as good an idea as any. Din stood up, patting herself off, and scanned the motley crew, before her eyes fell upon a Hyrulean dressed in green.

[color=ed1c24]"Link!"[/color] Din called out in joy at seeing someone familiar. She ran over and threw a big hug around her past savior. [color=ed1c24]"It's been so long, Link! You've...grown...?"[/color] Din pulled herself back and looked down at Linkle's chest, then back up to her face. Din suddenly jumped back a few steps, [color=ed1c24]"I-I'm so sorry! I-I thought you were someone...else..."[/color] Din became a bit crestfallen, realizing that Link wasn't here to save her from this strange predicament, and in fact she knew no on here. [color=ed1c24]"B-but you are Hyrulean, are you not?"[/color]