[She's sitting atop a house in Kakariko. Her hair is blue, but elsewise she has the total appearance of a human. Those who are connected to her would feel a strange pull as they got closer--acolytes, enemies and worshippers alike. Few would even know who she was.
Nayru taps her feet against the side of the building, patiently awaiting passerbys.]
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[As she wandered the streets, not looking up, she felt a pull at her heart. Intuitively, she looked up. A woman was there, with blue hair and sharp ears. She feels unease and peace at the same time.]
...Hello.
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His own connection to the Goddesses wasn't forgotten though and the sudden appearance of a familiar energy - not the same, never the same, have his Gods really abandoned him? - throws him out of whatever train of thought he was in. Drawing his cloak around him, he quickly casts Farore's Wind to warp to Kakariko]
[and looks up to where the blue haired individual sat. He barely catches the end of her quickly before murmuring quietly in and old tongue]
Wisest
[old habits were hard to break and the titles he called the Sisters by was deeply ingrained]
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