Lethe stared at Magus as he spoke, silent and still.
โWell, of course,โ she said, โLet me go get the Goddess Faroreโs secretary and weโll set up an appointment straight away! You should receive a letter in the mail within 2-3 business days."
She continued to float there, doing nothingโhoping her straight-faced sarcasm would sink in. Before he could respond, she spoke againโฆ.
โI know the history of your people,โ Lethe said, her voice low and serious, โYour ancestors were cast into a realm of infinite twilightโseparated from the land which housed the sacred Triforce. They sought dominion over the Sacred Realm and were amply punished for it. You and Cain are Twilight folkโa fact I am willing to overlook in favor of what the Goddess has asked me to do. But your personal beliefs and feelings of injustice mean little here. I have no more control over what the Goddesses will or will not do than you or any other person.
โYou may not have a personal stake in the well being of those who inhabit this land, but Iโd wager you have a personal stake in your own life. Feel free to take your chances and leave, but the fate of the world and your chances of ever restoring your broken self will mean little when the World of Light is dead and gone. Feel free to pray to them if it is answers you seek, but I can promise you nothing, Broken One. And I will not further explain the task at hand until the others have been found.โ
Lethe continued to float there, firm in her decision. If answers for the injustice of his people were what Magus sought, he would not find them hereโat least not now. She began to list off the people they were looking for without pause, tired of all the delays. She spoke with her eyes closed, as if reciting something from a mental image in her head,
โA man of Noble heart and deed. He is a ranger, tall and with a green cloak.
A hylian woman, somehow related to Fish. A fisherwoman, perhaps? She has long red hairโฆ.
An Old man. Very short with fair skin, a cloak and long white beard.
A young child garbed in Green. Red hair tied with a green ribbonโฆ.
A Cursed man wearing a maskโฆ he has a somewhat strange appearance.
A young man with sky blue hair... Reluctant all his life and reluctant now to serve his calling....
A small, lonely creature-- eternally Lost. Her appearance is that of a never ending autumn-- hiding behind a Keaton mask.
A young Deku girl... Timid and sweet-- a bud not yet bloomed.
A strong, sturdy man covered in soot with an enduring smile... A Kindly individual.
A Darknut warrior-- too Proud for his own good.
A Shiekah warrior in a cream colored scarf-- a good, Reliable dog of the Royal Family.
A young man, Tricky as a fox, with dark hair and mahogany eyes....
A hylian farmhand, a Simple young man with dirty blond hair and rounded ears.
And lastly, a Foolish Shiekah warrior. He is an older manโฆ with an injured arm. โ
She paused for a moment, letting the information sink in. It was difficult to tell if they were listening at all consider only one seemed to have an actual face, so she hoped they wouldnโt ask her to repeat anything.
โThere are a few others, but I will find them if you can find these thirteen and persuade them to meet near the entrance of the Shadow Temple,โ she motioned towards the elevated entrance to the temple at the back of the graveyard. It was shrouded by several trees and at the top of a very steep hillโnigh impossible to climb unless you were very agile when it came to climbing trees, โI will explain everything once everyone has been found.โ