Gerudo In Distress [OPEN]

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[attr="class","manalishiltop2"]CAN'T KEEP ME DOWN

[attr="class","manalishiltop3"]IN THE HEAT AND SAND

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Aya hadn’t really given much thought to what the word “town” meant. It was a Hylian word mostly, and while the Gerudo had something like it, it really meant something more like “a nice collection of villages that meet up sometimes and become slightly larger than average.” So when she’d heard about Castle Town, she’d thought of something like that. Except with a castle in it. Whatever that was.

Like a temple, she’d thought. But boy oh boy had she been wrong.

”Eugh?” Aya didn’t know what to look at first. There was a lot of stone. So much stone in what should have been a big field. All the grass in that field had been enough to send her reeling, but this? It was like the place had been carved out of a mountain with all kinds of walls and buildings that just sat there forever and never got moved at all. And all these cramped up stone streets were filled with people. So many people.

So many.

”Are you lost, ma’am?”

”Er?” A Hylian was talking to her. He was pale and mousy-haired and short. After Theo, Aya had worried that every man would be built like a bulbos, but that must have just been a gerudo thing because all the Hylian’s she’d seen had been shorter than her. Or the same size. It was bizarre not having to crane her neck to look at him.

It was bizarre for a lot of reasons.

”Uh nope! No problem. I am very good.” Aya spoke her best Hylian which she knew still wasn’t very good. She’d learned it so she could speak with the traders that came through her village every now and then. She’d always thought they looked weird too, but they’d all been women and also a lot less pale. All the people here looked like the dead.

The man gave her a curious look. ”Are you from the desert?”

”Yes?” Was it that obvious? Probably. She couldn’t help but notice that no one else looked like her. ”I’m new here.”

”Are you looking for anything?”

”Um.” She hadn’t thought that far. Really, she’d only planned to wander around until something found her. But it felt weird to say that so she thought as fast as she could and landed on the thing she knew best. ”Gems?”

The man looked even more confused, but he raised an arm to point down the street. ”There’s a stall down there. They sell jewels mined out of Death Mountain.”

”Really?” Aya perked up. That was exotic. ”Thanks, mister!”

Was there cool stuff all over the place with the Hylians?

She found the stall easy enough as she edged forward nervously, hands clasped at the jewel at her chest. She passed all kinds of strange foods and smells and dyed cloth sold by the bolt. Then she stopped, staring at the gems set up in front of her on the marketplace stall.

They were beautiful.

She felt her eyes turn to stars as she approached them. So many colors. And all of them together! She didn’t know how long she stood there before the shopkeeper looked her over and asked, ”Are you going to buy something?”

He didn’t sound friendly, and Aya felt put on the spot. ”Oh, uh.” She looked down at her pouch of rupees. It wasn’t much, but it had some of her mothers’ jewelry work that she’d hoped to sell. Somewhere. She didn’t know where, but she was sure she’d find somewhere. Maybe she could make something of her own? If she had jewels…

Aya hesitantly reached for it, unfastened it, and then it was snatched from her hands.

”H-hey!” A thin kid was darting down the street with her wallet in his hands. ”Stop! No!” She ran after him. ”That’s mine!”

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