[ Serendipity is a funny thing. Whether you believe in it specifically or call it something else — fate, coincidence, luck — probably depends on the event you're labeling as such, and how you feel about it. And in this case, it might just end up feeling more like misfortune than felix culpa.
Link himself had slinked away from the party, for similar reasons and motivations as Hayame. He isn't very good with... that. Social gatherings. He doesn't know what to say. It's so much easier when he's speaking to others, meeting them, with a purpose in mind. But just... mingling? It's odd. Did he do that before? Was he ever good at it? He didn't forget other skills during his time in stasis. No, he's... probably never been good at that sort of thing.
But hunting, providing, he can do that. In a way, it would be his method of greeting everyone, and showing his worth as an ally, and maybe getting across his well-wishes to his new companions in a way he can't with words. Perched in a tree, he has an arrow notched and aimed at a full-grown doe in the clearing below him. And then... it falls to the ground, victim to an arrow that isn't his. Struck by confusion, he does not move or say anything. And then, something even farther beyond the realm of expectation happens right before his eyes. A creature, half-man and half-horse, clops across the clearing with bow in hand. He watches silently, in awe, as it bows down with outstretched arms and heaves the felled animal up from the grass.
They say this place that Highstorm and Springstar are fighting over is infested with monsters. While this one obviously isn't a Lynel, the resemblance is unmistakable.
He waits for the creature to turn its back to him. As it starts to walk away, he pulls back on the bowstring, aims carefully, and fires an arrow at its right hind leg. ]
wildcard/huntress-ish
Link himself had slinked away from the party, for similar reasons and motivations as Hayame. He isn't very good with... that. Social gatherings. He doesn't know what to say. It's so much easier when he's speaking to others, meeting them, with a purpose in mind. But just... mingling? It's odd. Did he do that before? Was he ever good at it? He didn't forget other skills during his time in stasis. No, he's... probably never been good at that sort of thing.
But hunting, providing, he can do that. In a way, it would be his method of greeting everyone, and showing his worth as an ally, and maybe getting across his well-wishes to his new companions in a way he can't with words. Perched in a tree, he has an arrow notched and aimed at a full-grown doe in the clearing below him. And then... it falls to the ground, victim to an arrow that isn't his. Struck by confusion, he does not move or say anything. And then, something even farther beyond the realm of expectation happens right before his eyes. A creature, half-man and half-horse, clops across the clearing with bow in hand. He watches silently, in awe, as it bows down with outstretched arms and heaves the felled animal up from the grass.
They say this place that Highstorm and Springstar are fighting over is infested with monsters. While this one obviously isn't a Lynel, the resemblance is unmistakable.
He waits for the creature to turn its back to him. As it starts to walk away, he pulls back on the bowstring, aims carefully, and fires an arrow at its right hind leg. ]