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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜,
𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.
𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞.
𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.
𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞.
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⚡️ 𝐀𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞,
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬. ⚡️
⚡️ 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐇 ⚡️
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬. ⚡️
⚡️ 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐇 ⚡️
Hesitantly, he takes her hand.
It's like touching something with a constant static charge.
"If you insist . . ."
It's like touching something with a constant static charge.
"If you insist . . ."
Fucina nods, before seeming to get an idea, standing up from her chair and making it recall into the ground, the earth looking untouched
"I just had an idea! mind if i?"
She holds her hand out to him, indicating she'd like to hold it to take him somewhere.
"I just had an idea! mind if i?"
She holds her hand out to him, indicating she'd like to hold it to take him somewhere.
"Yes - uhm. Most oracles are pretty adept at divination, and I am no exception. It's not consistent and the dreams are rare . . . More often I see and hear portents in the wind, the waves, and the clouds."
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
November 24, 2025 at 5:23 AM
Hesitantly, he takes her hand.
It's like touching something with a constant static charge.
"If you insist . . ."
It's like touching something with a constant static charge.
"If you insist . . ."
"Yes - uhm. Most oracles are pretty adept at divination, and I am no exception. It's not consistent and the dreams are rare . . . More often I see and hear portents in the wind, the waves, and the clouds."
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
"oh, so its like seeing the future kinda?"
Now her attention is peaked further, leaning forward just a smidge, her hands resting on her lap with one of her legs crossed.
Now her attention is peaked further, leaning forward just a smidge, her hands resting on her lap with one of her legs crossed.
"Well, admittedly, I do have a purpose here, even if it is very vague. Most of the oracles that lived on the flotilla before my time simply warded particularly horrific storms away from Hyrule's shores but . . . I had a vision that I needed to be here, or that I would be here."
He muses idly.
He muses idly.
November 24, 2025 at 2:55 AM
"Yes - uhm. Most oracles are pretty adept at divination, and I am no exception. It's not consistent and the dreams are rare . . . More often I see and hear portents in the wind, the waves, and the clouds."
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
He's gently tapping his spear/staff against the ground in thought.
"Well, admittedly, I do have a purpose here, even if it is very vague. Most of the oracles that lived on the flotilla before my time simply warded particularly horrific storms away from Hyrule's shores but . . . I had a vision that I needed to be here, or that I would be here."
He muses idly.
He muses idly.
"That is quite interesting! I know someone who might be able to help. . .but I don't know if they are around anymore. .they are the one who entrusted me with this stone."
The Zonai replies somberly, she missed out on a lot when she hid herself away for a very long time. .
The Zonai replies somberly, she missed out on a lot when she hid herself away for a very long time. .
"It's been with me ever since I can remember. It . . . Makes it hard to do finer motions. Lightning is drawn to me, I occasionally have small puddles form around me . . . And there's always a light breeze that picks up the more I . . . Tap into the divine mystery of tempests."
November 24, 2025 at 2:44 AM
"Well, admittedly, I do have a purpose here, even if it is very vague. Most of the oracles that lived on the flotilla before my time simply warded particularly horrific storms away from Hyrule's shores but . . . I had a vision that I needed to be here, or that I would be here."
He muses idly.
He muses idly.
"It's been with me ever since I can remember. It . . . Makes it hard to do finer motions. Lightning is drawn to me, I occasionally have small puddles form around me . . . And there's always a light breeze that picks up the more I . . . Tap into the divine mystery of tempests."
"Ah, I see, was it something you just woke up with, or was it something someone placed upon you?"
Fucina asks while making a stone chair for her to rest herself in, she even made the other Zonai, she showed great interest in him!
Fucina asks while making a stone chair for her to rest herself in, she even made the other Zonai, she showed great interest in him!
"Oh, I don't, uhm. Have one of those ? I am the conduit myself, the divine concept of storms being . . . Held, within my mortal body."
November 24, 2025 at 2:33 AM
"It's been with me ever since I can remember. It . . . Makes it hard to do finer motions. Lightning is drawn to me, I occasionally have small puddles form around me . . . And there's always a light breeze that picks up the more I . . . Tap into the divine mystery of tempests."
"Oh, I don't, uhm. Have one of those ? I am the conduit myself, the divine concept of storms being . . . Held, within my mortal body."
"yeah i sorta took a hibernation in a geode for a while. . .apparently I missed a whole thing with Gannon, part of me is kinda glad I didn't have to butt into that, heh."
She gestures to her stone, resting a hand atop it
"My stone gives me the ability to control earth."
She gestures to her stone, resting a hand atop it
"My stone gives me the ability to control earth."
"Ah, I'm . . . Newer. My family lived far off of the coast of the Faron region on a flotilla for many, many years, but I am just . . . The newest storm sage. A pleasure."
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
November 24, 2025 at 2:26 AM
"Oh, I don't, uhm. Have one of those ? I am the conduit myself, the divine concept of storms being . . . Held, within my mortal body."
"Ah, I'm . . . Newer. My family lived far off of the coast of the Faron region on a flotilla for many, many years, but I am just . . . The newest storm sage. A pleasure."
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
"Fucina, Guardian Of The Secret Stone Of Endurance."
She smiles softly, a hand going on her hip. her secret stone pulses a gentle hue of dark orange, it closely resembled tiger's eye.
"I also ran the Central Mine Down Below, before I took a nap that is."
She smiles softly, a hand going on her hip. her secret stone pulses a gentle hue of dark orange, it closely resembled tiger's eye.
"I also ran the Central Mine Down Below, before I took a nap that is."
"Ah, I see."
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
November 23, 2025 at 6:02 AM
"Ah, I'm . . . Newer. My family lived far off of the coast of the Faron region on a flotilla for many, many years, but I am just . . . The newest storm sage. A pleasure."
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
He exhales, stepping out of the puddle of rainwater that spontaneously formed underfoot due to his oracular curse.
"Ah, I see."
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
She nods, brushing herself off with a nervous gaze, both of her eyes were exposed, revealing that one of her eyes was a replacement, and the other was blinded with glaucoma
"yes, another one. I'm sure there are many more in hiding and recovery in and around hyrule."
"yes, another one. I'm sure there are many more in hiding and recovery in and around hyrule."
"Oh I'm sorry, many apologies -"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
November 23, 2025 at 5:52 AM
"Ah, I see."
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
He is . . . Unbothered by her eyes. After all, as an oracle, he's surprised his own eyes still work at all.
"I . . . I am Mahuizoh. Oracle of Tempest, Sage of Storms. Who might you be ?"
"Oh I'm sorry, many apologies -"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
She gets spooked from said snez, she was very, very jumpy since her vision was limited!
"!!!!"
"!!!!"
Sneezing once.
November 23, 2025 at 5:13 AM
"Oh I'm sorry, many apologies -"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
And then he realizes.
"Ah. Another . . . Zonai ?"
"Ah, uhm, unfortunate."
"I didn't get her name yet."
"Oh, another one ! ? Who are they ?"
November 23, 2025 at 4:21 AM
"Ah, uhm, unfortunate."
"Oh, another one ! ? Who are they ?"
"Hiya! We found another Zonai!"
He's practically bouncing!"
He's practically bouncing!"
"Hm ? Oh, greetings, Farosh !"
November 23, 2025 at 3:59 AM
"Oh, another one ! ? Who are they ?"
"Hm ? Oh, greetings, Farosh !"
November 23, 2025 at 3:50 AM
"Hm ? Oh, greetings, Farosh !"
Sneezing once.
November 23, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Sneezing once.
"Oh, well, on my raft there . . . Weren't many holidays, besides the storm season beginning and ending . . ."
“Of course you are! It’s for everyone, silly.”
"Oh . . . Am I invited ? I've never had a Christmas before . . ."
November 22, 2025 at 12:58 AM
"Oh, well, on my raft there . . . Weren't many holidays, besides the storm season beginning and ending . . ."
"Oh . . . Am I invited ? I've never had a Christmas before . . ."
“A tradition celebrated by many in Hyrule! Where you decorate stuff, eat food, and give gifts.. Lots of fun stuff.”
" . . . What ? What's a . . . Christmas ?"
November 22, 2025 at 12:52 AM
"Oh . . . Am I invited ? I've never had a Christmas before . . ."
" . . . What ? What's a . . . Christmas ?"
“Can you all believe it? Christmas! Only a month away.”
November 22, 2025 at 12:50 AM
" . . . What ? What's a . . . Christmas ?"
"We've met briefly, though I . . . Moreso delve into the divine mystery that all storms hold. Wind, waves, frost, lightning . . . Not just lightning. If you'll forgive my impudence. I am an oracle of the tempest . . . Which means I am cursed, your radiance."
He can't help but be formal.
He can't help but be formal.
The king gave a small laugh.
"Rise, Sage Mahuizoh. No need to be so formal."
A thought.
"Have you yet to meet Farosh?"
"Rise, Sage Mahuizoh. No need to be so formal."
A thought.
"Have you yet to meet Farosh?"
"I thought the same until I came to the mainland, your highness. Uhm. I'm Mahuizoh. Sage of Storms !"
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
November 19, 2025 at 3:19 AM
"We've met briefly, though I . . . Moreso delve into the divine mystery that all storms hold. Wind, waves, frost, lightning . . . Not just lightning. If you'll forgive my impudence. I am an oracle of the tempest . . . Which means I am cursed, your radiance."
He can't help but be formal.
He can't help but be formal.
"I thought the same until I came to the mainland, your highness. Uhm. I'm Mahuizoh. Sage of Storms !"
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
"Indeed it is. And here I thought our kind was gone.."
"Oh. That's the king of Hyrule."
November 19, 2025 at 3:08 AM
"I thought the same until I came to the mainland, your highness. Uhm. I'm Mahuizoh. Sage of Storms !"
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
A polite bow to his superior and elder.
"Oh. That's the king of Hyrule."
November 19, 2025 at 3:00 AM
"Oh. That's the king of Hyrule."
Mahuizoh is messing about with a pan flute, the wind constangly surrounding him giving the melody an eerie echo.
"Hmhm . . . mhhhm.~"
"Hmhm . . . mhhhm.~"
November 18, 2025 at 10:17 PM
Mahuizoh is messing about with a pan flute, the wind constangly surrounding him giving the melody an eerie echo.
"Hmhm . . . mhhhm.~"
"Hmhm . . . mhhhm.~"
" . . . Hff. Alright."
"It's just Naydra yeetin' her male counterpart."
Sipping mead
Sipping mead
"Uhm . . . Alright ? I feel like I should worry . . ."
November 17, 2025 at 10:56 PM
" . . . Hff. Alright."
"Uhm . . . Alright ? I feel like I should worry . . ."
"Eh, don't worry about it."
"Why . . . Are we fighting ?"
November 17, 2025 at 10:33 PM
"Uhm . . . Alright ? I feel like I should worry . . ."
"Why . . . Are we fighting ?"
November 17, 2025 at 10:15 PM
"Why . . . Are we fighting ?"
"Oh, well, I had a garden on my flotilla, but . . . It sank, and I didn't really grow much besides mighty bananas."
"You haven't!? Oh buddy, I grow all kinds of fruit in my garden! I gotcha covered!"
Munch. Gulp.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.
November 17, 2025 at 8:31 PM
"Oh, well, I had a garden on my flotilla, but . . . It sank, and I didn't really grow much besides mighty bananas."
Munch. Gulp.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.
And with that, he handed over some Shock Fruit.
"Here ya go!"
And he took a bit of one he had.
"Here ya go!"
And he took a bit of one he had.
November 17, 2025 at 7:56 PM
Munch. Gulp.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.
"Mm. Haven't had shock fruit in ages . . . Thank you, Farosh."
A small, sheepish smile, before Mahuizoh's face settles back into that stoic mask.