music box // oron, praxis

Well, at the very least, he wasn't here looking for anyone's pity. It certainly was a way to truly live a life completely unlike how he grew up. The travels alone definitely have aided with his quest for understanding. To be honest, that quest had arguably finished long ago, but he still sought out more information that he still lacked... And more strength for the sake of protecting others. He did miss everyone, though... Maybe the day he finally would make his return would be soon... Perhaps he'd find a breakthrough. A new sword. Expanding his magical knowledge to grander heights without Ursula's guidance... Any information on those who will feel his wrath for what they've done... Based on everything he's heard so far, he did have a feeling he might have his opening soon... It might merely be a matter of biding his time at this point.

As Oron had anticipated, the trek so far was a rather bumpy one with no clear, straight path ahead to their home. It was to be expected for something that had effectively become hidden by nature itself. He was not entirely sure what he was about to witness, but he had a feeling it was something grand... And may lead to an 'interesting' revelation about the new companion he had found himself with. He was used to dealing with awkward terrain at this point and if all else fails, he had his magic to offer him some extra aid, so he was able to keep up with Praxis through the winding... Path? There wasn't really a pathway at this point, but a destination definitely awaited. He had a good feeling this was going to be something big...!

Oron's eyes narrowed when Praxis spoke again as he looked up towards them for a moment. "It's not faux if it's genuine. I very likely will have some more once we actually get there based on whatever I am about to witness, but if you want to hear more of my voice so badly... You did ask me if I was going somewhere specific and I did mention what I was traveling around for... Is there anything in particular that you yourself are seeking out?" Oron had chuckled a bit at the remark about listening to him more. There were a few more questions that echoed in Oron's mind, but he was not entirely sure if asking them would lead to any new discoveries... It certainly would immediately break his hesitance regarding the 'personal' matter he had alluded to, though it is possible he could word it in a way that does not immediately give away his true heritage... He also wondered about something else a bit more lighthearted given that they certainly seemed rather... Magical. With another simple question with a likely fascinating answer tossed into the air, Oron would climb up the boulders and dirt and the journey towards the elusive empty fountain continued across overgrown greenery and hidden paths.

Oron's lips tightened. What was that supposed to mean!? That felt strange. Well, regardless, the journey continued on and he was indeed given more insight, though still a bit vague on specific details to little surprise. Regardless, it began to raise more questions inside of his mind about what was going on... A guardian for their whole life for some elusive 'people' who stopped coming back and siblings who disappeared with little explanation on what was happening? ... How old are they? They didn't appear much older than he himself and he certainly wasn't all that old... Even with his birthday on the horizon. This was getting even more confusing... They finally reached the entrance, which was rather heavily blocked off by the elements besides a rather narrow opening to squeeze through... With that, Oron would carefully try to get through the entrance himself, though his larger frame did make it more difficult for him compared to Praxis... It took some effort, but he finally managed to squeeze through with a gasping breath.

What Oron bore witness to was... A staircase and other features that definitely were not natural. "... It can't be..." He muttered to himself. This was definitely reminding him of something he has read about many times in the past... If they lived here... He looked around in awe, not even sure of what words to say. They even utilized some sort of magic to create light. That might be something he'd find interest in as well... Though the deeper they went, the magical orb was no longer necessary as they began to be guided along via lanterns. When they finally reached the oddly smooth cavern that was the their true destination, that's when he fully realized just what he was being faced with...

This was a fairy fountain.

Oron looked around with a shocked expression. He's heard about these, read about these, but he's never actually found one before... Though unlike the usual descriptions... There was nobody else here. Not even smaller fairies. Just the... Actual fountain, carved portraits, other little details, and the centerpiece that was designed like a giant Triforce... If he recalled correctly, that is normally where Great Fairies would stand to greet visitors... This all added up. The reason why this place was so empty was because...

"... A 'guardian' who lived in a location such as this... That can only mean... You're..." He would've normally offered some applause for the fun trick with the light orb, but he was completely surprised by the realizations he was having. This was arguably beyond what he was expecting to see... "... Are you a Great Fairy?" Obviously, they couldn't be a regular one... Even appearing the size of a 'normal' person was too big for that. No normal person could comfortably live in a location such as this... It would explain why the entrance had been so overrun by the elements as well...

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Of course, the lad probably is also unaware that members of the Royal Family were arguably required to visit these Fountains... Doesn't mean he didn't know they existed!

Oron's eyes widened. They seemed a bit shy about it, but they did actually admit it... They're a... Whaaaaaaaaa!? He almost wasn't expecting to actually get the confirmation there. Him of all people being shown something like this and he hadn't even introduced himself with his true name, which arguably would've given more of a reason to impart such knowledge on him. He hadn't even known it was possible for a Great Fairy to leave their fountains in any sort of capacity... It appeared to have its consequences, but actually being free to move around definitely was something worthwhile given the rather unfortunate situation that seemed to require it. Nobody would find a Fountain hidden away in this capacity without being guided to it... If it was to ever thrive again, intervention was required.

This was a very new situation indeed... He offered an awkward smile in return to their grin. "... Well... It is an honor even if not under the most ideal of circumstances. Maybe one day, I could see the little fairies again... Just witnessing a place like this with my own eyes is rather special. With time and effort, I imagine it can return to being just as lively as it should be..." For the standards of what was likely a rather ancient fairy fountain that had ended up hidden by nature itself, it could look much worse in here. He slowly wandered around the fountain to look up at the elaborate Triforce on the wall. The legendary relic they needed the power of more than ever, but some old texts he managed to read say it was shattered into pieces to prevent a great war from occurring a very long time ago... To his knowledge, it has never been reassembled since then nor have any of its shards been found anywhere... Little did he know, though...

Oron wandered around and looked at the carvings and portraits he noticed as well. "So, finding your sisters and their own fountains... That makes sense given what I know. Whatever are you going to do once you find them and see if everything is fine on their ends? Or the matter regarding those... People you care about?" They mentioned wanting some certainty regarding these presumably important people... Oron didn't really know who they referred to, though. Given how much time they've presumably been in here since the last visitor... Oron would unfortunately assume the worst...

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I'm pretty sure Oron wouldn't be aware of the "Triforce Crests" right now given that it's a VERY recent thing and I imagine it's being kept on the down low.

Oron blinked. Oh. It would appear he misspoke a bit... Has he actually seen any fairies before? He doesn't actually remember anything specific. Was his mind trying to recall something forgotten or was it just the truth...? He couldn't say for certain right now. "Oh. I suppose not again if a first time hasn't ever occurred..." Oron rubbed the back of his neck.

Oron would look around the fountain some more as he listened to Praxis continue speaking. However, he stopped and his eyes widened upon the mention of a certain Royal Family... His family. "You've spoken with the Royal Family already...!?" He almost seemed to blurt it out before composing himself. Something about the brief shock probably would be a bit unusual. It logically made sense to do, but... Late again... He would place a solid bet that it was indeed Marianne they spoke with given that even before his 'death', he was well aware that she tended to be the one that took care of a lot of the Kingdom's affairs... Way more than she arguably should've. "... Right, right... That all makes sense." So things are not going well for all of the Great Fairies it would appear. Lovely... Hopefully that didn't seem too strange of a reaction from him.

This whole situation was rather sad. They clearly were rather bothered by it too. Oron frowned. If he had known about something like this sooner, he'd have done something about it... Helping people of any kind (well, besides evil people he supposed) was always rewarding to do. "Well is a rather optimistic way to put it... Even before this utter hell we are living through now, there was still much strife going on in Hyrule alone. Perhaps your emergence is a good omen. Do you known where their fountains would be or would you require aid with that matter? ... The least that can be done is making sure the entrance to this fountain is no longer blocked off." Was he about to suggest the bombs? He was probably about to suggest the bombs.

He felt almost... Guilty despite being completely in the dark regarding the Great Fairies. This wasn't so much about 'tradition' as simply wanting to do the right thing. The situation they've been through sounded horrible. He couldn't even fathom going through that sort of isolation...

Given how they currently looked, was there some evidence they had of being a Great Fairy so that nobody would think they're lying? He was pretty sure getting an audience without some sort of arrangement being made would be rather difficult... Of course, he had no idea Praxis literally forced themselves through to speak with Marianne... Or that Marianne was the exact person they spoke with, but that didn't require much thinking to deduce. Knowing where this fountain was located, referring to it as home, and the further details was enough proof for him, though. Nobody would be able to just stumble upon this fountain as it currently stood on 'accident'. They had to explicitly KNOW. Sad as it was to think that...

Oron glanced down at the floor. Likely to be troublesome? Were things about to get worse somehow...? Well, unbeknownst to him right now, yes, things were about to get worse. "Well, you are certainly right about it being 'troublesome'. Very, very troublesome... If this whole matter with those... Twili is settled in a timely manner, that would be... Nice... Aiding the Great Fairies would be a rather high priority for sure, but..." He clenched his fists. So many were getting hurt. Disappearing. It was stalling and interfering with so much that could be getting done. He's overheard his share of discontent that has arisen throughout the Kingdom during his journeying... And it wouldn't be the last he'd hear either. Why was all of this even happening? He still had no real answer. Oron sighed. "Well. If you do need any aid with your quest, do remember you have someone here who has time to help." Oron tried offering a halfhearted chuckle. The thoughts of the war kept bringing up these horrid feelings... That dark rage inside of him. His brief darkening mood made it apparent there was... Something personal about the whole ordeal to him. Personal feelings that have been lingering inside of him for almost two years now... Even if most of this current year was spent in the bliss of ignorance...