Kalrim took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He stood atop one of the taller buildings of Windfall, just across the street from his target. He had already sacked this house twice that week and he knew the owner would be expecting him. But those vases! He wasn't sure what they were made out of, but they sold for more rupees then he thought possible.
Peering through the windows he could see three guards and a few of the vases just in the hallway across. Walking slowly back from the edge, he started picturing the movements from here to the opposite wall, and then through the window. If he was quick enough he could grab the vases before the guards could blink.
He smirked to himself. I'm always fast enough.
He darted across the rooftop, literally throwing himself at the other wall. Grabbing onto the small ledge by the window, he kicked the wall and went feet-first through the glass. The guards stood shocked and he darted towards the vases.
Snatching the nearest one, he was about to hop back out the window when a blinding flash erupted from the vase. Stunned, he dropped the vase and stumbled backwards. The guards grabbed him before he could refocus and started dragging him down the hall.
As the light faded from his stinging eyes he saw a thin man with dark black hair sitting behind a desk. He was dressed in a red vest and a button down shirt, and was grinning at him. "That, my friend, was a Deku Nut. Its a rather old trick, but it looks like it did the job." said the man. "My name's Allen, and I have quite the proposition for you."
Love is complicated enough as just a line...no sense in making it a triangle.
Inc laid back in his boat, gazing up at the night sky. It was so peaceful, and his small sailboat rocked back and forth on the waves. He was about a third of the way to Windfall- he was coming from Dragon Roost- at the moment, so he just lay there and let the wind do the work. The sail flapped in the wind, and made a slight noise as he kept rocking back on forth. Sailing was just so... relaxing.
Inc sighed, and got onto his knees. "I really need to get some more supplies..." he reached back and adjusted his boat to go with the wind, and laid back on the ground. The lights of Windfall could be seen in the distance, and the lighthouse could be seen spinning. It wouldn't be long until he got there... "Not long at all..." he had a lazy tone of voice as he kept going forward; he wanted to go to sleep, but going to sleep could mean crashing into the harbor. Not that it would do much with a tiny boat like this.
Waves lapped at the sides of the boat as the wind pushed him along, the salty air filled his nose and the rhythmic noise the waves created filled his mind. He relaxed and let his eyes wander the skies, random stars dotting it. The light from Windfall made it so the stars didn't appear on the horizon, but the few that could be seen were good, too. He sighed and looked back towards Dragon Roost. The island towered over him even if he was miles away by now. The clouds at the tip hid the dragon Valoo has he probably slept the night away. Who knew, though?
The wind picked up and the clouds started moving faster. Along with that, the boats rocking increased. "Looks like I'll be there sooner than I thought..."
The telescope showed her the Big Dipper and other stars that seemed to grab Ceto's interests. She moved the telescope around until she found herself looking off towards the horizon, where the moon was rising from the south of Windfall Island. A crescent shaped moon that shown on the Great Sea perfectly. Sighing, she pulled the telescope from her face and set it down beside her and watched the moon rise from her hiding place… Which happened to be on top of Windfall’s Windmill.
Even though she had returned to Windfall two years ago, the island was boring and dull to her. Her parents, strict and forcing her to do her studies, not ever allowing her to have any fun. So, she was always sneaking off like she was. Even though Windfall might be small, there were always good hiding places to be found. Like sitting on top of the windmill. But whenever she sat on the windmill, her gaze would always turn back to the sea and her mind set on returning to ship life.
“That’s going to be me one day.” She vowed to herself, like she did every night. “I’ll become a captain of a ship… Even if I have to run away, it will happen!”
And running away was the sweet sound that rolled off her tongue. But for now, she was stuck on Windfall and on the windmill, watching the Great Sea roll in and out against Windfall Island’s shores.
Kal could only stare dumbly as Allen stood up from his reclined chair and started walking towards a dresser nearby. "You see, one of my business ventures has...how should I say this? Hit a snag." Kalrim finally managed to talk, despite the ringing in his ears. "Business venture? I'm really sorry to tell you this, but I'm not exactly a businessman."
Allen pulled something from the drawer of the dresser and started walking towards his captive. "Well, the snag I spoke of is not business." at this he flicked the small object towards Kal. "But here, see for yourself."
Kalrim squinted at what Allen had passed him. It looked like a pictograph print, but most of it looked burnt and melted. Right in the middle he could make out a single eye, surrounded by teeth and what looked like an octopus body. Most of it was distorted and burnt. Putting the pictograph down, he looked at the skinny tradesman. "What is this?"
Allen sat back down on his chair. "That, my friend, is a rather large monster that has started attacking a little island of mine. Now, I would normally send in my own men and my own ship to check out the problem, but my ownership of this island...well, let's just say I'm not supposed to be doing business on that island."
Kalrim raised his eyebrow and smirked. "An illegal island? I'm not a sailor either, so I still don't know how I can help you." Allen looked at him and pulled out a diagram. "I know that. But you are a thief. I need you to assemble a crew, I don't care of who, and head off to remedy my situation. These are the blueprints of the new cargo ship, The Ruto. You will steal this vessel a week from now, after assembling your crew. If you do this job for me, you will be paid three times the amount I've already paid you." He handed the pictograph and blueprints to Kalrim. "My men will escort you out. Best of luck."
As the men started leading him out, Kal turned back towards Allen. "Wait. Three times the amount I've already paid you?" he asked. Allen grinned. "Now really. Who did you think was paying you 500 rupees for those stupid vases you stole?" he said, grinning widely. As the men led the confounded Kalrim out of the room, Allen turned towards the window. "By the way...when you have finished our little deal, head to Tingle Island Southwest of here. Tingle should be able to get you back here without alerting the authorities to your presence."
Love is complicated enough as just a line...no sense in making it a triangle.
Inc stood and gazed out towards Windfall; the island was growing larger with each passing second, and the lights grew brighter. It wouldn't be long now. He stood on the boat, feeling it sway beneath him, and he placed a hand on the shaft of the sail. He kept his feet steady as he grew closer to the island, and eventually he just gave up and sat back down.
Yawning, Inc watched the island grow closer. He was tired, being without much sleep the last few days, and this little wait wasn't doing him much good. "How much longer until I get there?" He spoke mainly to himself, wondering out loud. He wanted to find a good inn, rest for the night, get some supplies, and then leave. It was what he normally did when docking on an island; he didn't want to run the risk of getting too attached to someone. He hated it when he had a friend... it only made things worse. That's the reason why I use this sailboat, too...
He was about ten yards from the docking point, so he reached back for the rudder so he could steer the ship into the harbor. He took his sail down and put his other hand in the water and started paddling slowly, headed towards the dock. After several minutes had passed, and his arm was thoroughly soaked and tired, he steered his boat into port. Trying to get as close as he could to the wooden docks, he stood and jumped out of the boat, bring a rope attached to the rudder's base. Moving over to one of the beams sticking from the wooden walkway, he bent down to tie his rope around it.
Once done, he stood and looked towards the island. "It's about time I made it here," walking across the walkway and towards the island, wood creaking below him and waves making soft rippling noises in the night, he gazed out at the site before him. The town of Windfall sprawled along most of the island, with a huge lighthouse nestles into it. The lighthouse's tip spun, spraying golden light along the town and everything around. It was the same as it had been before, and it always would be.
Sedgar laid his hammer beside the anvil. The sword he was creating was completed. He set it in a case. He went behind to get more iron to start on something but noticed he had none. He sighed and said to himself, "I'll be getting a shipment tomorrow. Looks like I'll close for now." He Walked out and locked the door.
The walk back to his house wasn't long. He opened the door. Almost instantly his daughter leaped at him yelling "Daddy!" He caught her in his arm and lifted her onto his shoulders.
"How are you my little angel" he said happily. He walked into the kitchen where his wife was cooking dinner. He set his child down and his wife walked up to him and hugged and kissed him.
"How was work today?" she asked.
"Good, I got that sword that Orca ordered finished" he replied. They sat down for dinner and ate.
They finished eating and Ana went to bed. They heard a knock at the door. Sedgar got up and opened the door. A man with black hair was standing in the doorway. His hair was a little ruffled and a sword lay at his side. He asked, "could you direct me to an inn?"
"There's one down that way" he said as he pointed down an alley. He would have invited the man in but he looked somewhat dangerous.
"Thanks" said the man and he ran off. Sedgar closed the door and returned the table. He soon retired to bed.
"Thank you for shopping at Crow's Nest Traders. Have a great evening."
The young male smiled and bowed politely as he handed the customer her bag. It really was amazing how much people would pay for silly little trinkets and keepsakes from Windfall. As the woman left, Link made his way to the front door, closing it behind her and locking it. It was closing time... finally. He removed the day's earnings from under the counter and walked to the back room, where his "boss" was supposed to be waiting. Instead, it was empty with a note in messy letters lying on one of the tables. Link picked it up and read it.
"The boys and I went down to the tavern to have a few pints. We figured you didn't want to come, so you can have the night off.
Link sighed. Tetra was right in that he wanted no part in their silly drinking. Of course, it wasn't a good thing for them to do. This was happening every week. The group was working so hard to earn money for a new ship (or the funds for an operation to steal one), and here they were blowing the proceeds away on drink. On a more positive note, he was alone for once, away from those silly buccaneers and their pirate business. As much as he cared for Tetra, even she got on his nerves sometimes with her short temper and her attitude. Link was too embarrassed to stay with his family on Outset Island because he'd been all wrapped up in their mess.
The boy slipped out the back door of the shop and wandered the streets. There were people everywhere, which wasn't unusual for Windfall, but Link was hoping to find some time to be by himself, and perhaps practice some flute playing where no one was around to listen and make fun of his "improving" skills. Looking down the cliffs, there was a young couple kissing on the beach below. The boy sighed. That was his favorite spot to come to when he didn't want to be around people. Making due, he scanned around his field of view, finally locking his eyes on the windmill.
Of course, that would be the perfect spot. People didn't use the ferris wheel at night, and he knew how it worked. There was a light breeze tonight, causing the wheel to turn gently. Link made his way to the site and climbed into one of the carts, riding to the top of the tower. A memory flashed through his mind of the time he used the tower as a vantage point to find a Piece of Heart. How it got to that isolated island was a mystery, but if one believed the old tales, it had been placed there by the Picori, which Link had of course never seen.
Thinking he was alone, Link pulled out the flute and began to play softly, the gentle tones wafting through the night air. It wasn't until he turned his head a little bit that he noticed a girl staring up at the night sky on the other side of the tower. Embarassed, Link began to make his way back toward the ferris wheel, ready to climb back down. "Oh... I'm so sorry for bothering you," he said sheepishly. "I'll just go practice somewhere else."
The music notes stopped, which made Ceto open her eyes. The music was relaxing to her and she wanted to hear more. She turned to the boy that was starting to climb down the windmill.
"Um... Hey, don't go." She replied, as she got up to look at him. "The music was nice to hear, come back and play some more."
Her heart beated at the moment.... A new friend moment. This was exciting to her. She haden't had a friend since she had left Outset Island and this was first time she made human contact beyond her walls of study.
A drop of sweat ran down Link's cheek as the female beckoned him to stay. Why anyone would want him to stay and continue his horrid flute playing in public was beyond his reason, and exactly why he practiced in solitude until the day would come that he was good enough to sound decent. Still... if this girl really wanted to listen, then who was her to take it away?
Link carefully walked around the tower's slanted roof to greet this stranger. Odd... she looked rather familiar, a lot like that girl who moved away from Ooutset a few years back, only... older. Of course, everyone would have aged a bit since then, and in Links case, it was even more notable. He had grown a bit taller, and that squeaky little voice of his was just starting to crack and deepen. Then she introduced herself. Ceto Rose.... that name did seem familiar. She was from Windfall originally, so could this really be her?
Link sat down on the roof next to her, letting his feet dangle over the edge. "I'm Link Irvine," he said politely. "I'm glad you liked my playing... I guess I'm getting better at it." He didn't want to act too familiar at first glance in case this wasn't the girl he knew when he was younger. In any case, it would be nice to have a friend who didn't want anything to do with stealing, drinking, or piracy in general.
As Kalrim was pushed out the front door of Allen's abode, he tried to get his bearings, both mentally and physically. 1500 rupees? he thought. Only an idiot would reject that offer. And even if the man refused him payment, he was going to be stealing The Ruto. That alone could make him one of the richest and most powerful men on the Great Sea.
His thoughts turned to the other thieves. They should be fine. They still have those 500 rupees from the vases. That should tide them over for at least a year. Comforted by this small thought, he started heading towards the new docks. He needed a sailor, first of all. He didn't know how to steer a boat and he didn't know navigation that well either.
Heading towards the raised platform by the ocean, he remembered the old dock. The thing was little more than a plank and some barrels, and now the dock went all the way from the bottom of town to the Bomb Shop. It was all Zunari's fault, really. He set up his little stall and almost overnight was the Shop Guru for most of the Great Sea. He started the Merchant's Guild soon afterward, and now the islands of the Sea were becoming more connected then ever before.
Jumping down into the shallow water, he propped himself up in the support beams. It was uncomfortable but he'd slept in worse. The arrival of the sailors would be enough to wake him, and then all he needed to do was find one crazy enough to steal the Ruto but sane enough to run it.
Breathing in the salt air, he drifted to sleep.
Love is complicated enough as just a line...no sense in making it a triangle.