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[center][h2][color=0072bc]Orin Ackermore[/color][/h2][/center]

The early mist began to drift and lift out. Orin awaited, stoic and still, for the return of the guard. Not long in waiting, he spotted the pair of figures come forth, breaking the haze as they went. One was the guard; the other was an unfamiliar figure. The Captain squinted, trying to make out the newcomer as their features became clearer. [color=0072bc][i]So it's not the Rancher's daughter.[/i][/color] Rather than the young, reheaded daughter of Talon, the person approaching was a grown women, clad in blue adornments that would have been pristine among nobility had it not been subjected to the farmlands and fields. 

The captain held to the woman's story with keen interest. Her name rang a feint bell in his mind. It had been routine in the days of the Hylian King for high military and noble families to brush shoulders; he felt somewhat more at ease in the understanding that she was loyal to Hyrule, though skepticism still held a loose hold. Her tale was one of both intruige and worry for Orin. He had heard rumors of a figure of Goliathan stature patrolling the Kingdom and enforcing Ganondorf's will. Now he had confirmation that such a figure existed. It was unsettling to know of such a fierce Lieutenant of the enemy, but helpful at the same time.

When her tale concluded, Orin took his turn to speak. 

[color=0072bc]"Captain Orin Ackermore,"[/color] he said, introducing himself with an open hand patting lightly against his chest. [color=0072bc]"It's good to see that you're alive and well enough for the times, Ma'am."[/color] He paused and thought his next words. [color=0072bc]"You're welcome to stay here, of course. The people of Kakariko have been beyond hospitable to refugees from other parts of Hyrule, though it may take a day to sure up a suitable arrangement. For now, however, I'll need you to follow me. I've more inquiries of the state of matters beyond here."[/color]

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The guard standing by Lanayru, silently dismissed by the Captain, spotted Dekkori sitting nearby. "Ah. Dekkori." The guard cracked a smile; the Motherly nature of the Deku Scrub had a way of lifting the tensions. "Just a refugee from Lon Lon Ranch. If you would, the Captain mentioned some injured soldiers that need tending to though."