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

Orin lead Lanayru through the village. People passed, giving slight waves of greeting as they noticed the Captain; he returned the pleasantries dutifully, while ignoring the whispers of uncertainty that followed as they noticed Lanayru treading in his wake. Strangers from the outside had become a rarity, and each was subject to scrutiny by the locals. 

Before long, the pair came to the home of a Cucco keeper, who had opened their home to some of the Hylian Army. The Captain reached to pull the door open when a the familiar tone of a stern voice caught his ear from behind. 

He turned hastily, side stepping Lanayru in the process. 

[color=0072bc]"Lady Impa." The officer was noticeably flustered by the sudden appearance of his superior as he offered a salute. "I apologize. I had only just returned from the mountain pass when I was informed of a refugee."[/color] He indicated Lanayru standing behind him. [color=0072bc]"The trail up Death Mountain is too dangerous at this time to allow passage. We have injured; but to my knowledge there are no casualties.[color] He hung in silence for a second, glancing inconspicuously back to Lanayru. [color=0072bc]"Are you able to confirm the well-being of Her Majesty? I've been receiving inquiries."[/color]

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