The sun filtered down from the treetop canopy, the day still young in the land of Hyrule as figure walked carefully through the mysterious grove. Garbed in green, a shield emblazoned with the emblem of Hyrule upon his back the individual walked through the woods, pausing occasionally to look at his surroundings before continuing onwards. He had been here before. The sheathed sword, the blade of evil’s bane upon his back, was a testament to that statement.
But he wasn’t alone in his travels. Upon his left shoulder, seated in a hunched position was an imp-like creature, the blacks and greys of its deformed body mingling with the br