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He who hates the darkness and the light fears.
Hazian approached cautiously. Just because this was a festival didn't mean trouble couldn't occur. Ganondorf was proof enough of that.
The Salesman said,Hazian approached cautiously. Just because this was a festival didn't mean trouble couldn't occur. Ganondorf was proof enough of that.
Among the masks shimmered one with a white hair line, eyes as bright at pearls, and markings on the face, one was blue crecent at the forehead and four stripes of blood on the cheeks.Hazian examined his collection carefully.
Ganon who donned the mask, now had skull with horns of bone that rose like the edges of scythes. The Fortune Teller offered the box to him.Hazian saw his opportunity and slid into Ganondarf's tent. He bowed before the chief and offered the mask. Ganondorf who was in good spirits, took it and put it on. By that time Hazian had left the room, knowing he would have no problems this festival.
*Roun approached the Happy Mask Salesman*The Gerudo Gypsie was blushing more now that another Voi had complimented her looks. She had two Hylians showing interest in what Ashai called love.
"I shall be careful.. I hope Ganondorf avoids my booth.. may these talismans protect me!"
Turning to Ventara, she smiled and said, "My name is Neera. May I ask your namesake?"
She found his demeanor beguiling. She wondered if the fluttering of her heart was normal.
The Happy Mask Salesman was opening his booth and lines of people were trying to get theirs. One a fox mask, another bunny, and one even was Gerudo. Seeing Hazian, the Happy Mask Salesman waved his hand, bidding him approach.
Handing a mask to a child, The Salesman said,*Roun approached the Happy Mask Salesman*
"Happy Mask Salesman, so we meet again what is your plot or as you'd preferer what are you doing back in termina?" Roun asked