Journal Entry: She had a white steed...
Sep. 26th, 2024 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
buon_giornoA new young woman became part of the villa today. Her name is Zelda.
Interestingly, she's a princess.
I don't see a reason to doubt her claim. She has a white steed, after all.
She had no fear of admitting as much, but not with the entitlement I'd expect from someone from high society. She's been on her own for days now and is in search of familiar faces like all of us. She passed through several towns on her way here who pointed her this way.
So, it seems as if we're getting such a reputation that even royalty is seeking us out. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
She's been blessed with good fortune. I can think of many, even in this fragmented reality, who would who try to exploit her status or prey on a young woman traveling alone. Still, she's quite resilient. The ones who came here alone were all much worse for the wear than her.
She's spirited and kind. It was impossible not to get a good impression from her. I welcomed her and Storm (her horse) to stay right away. She accepted.
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Zelda noticed me staring at her device around the meal hall. She was eager to explain it to me, though I must confess it went over my head quickly. It's called a Sheikah Slate. It's some kind of artifact created by an ancient civilization. It's like the Antikythera mechanism if it were fully intact and actually a high powered computer. She intends to map out the area with it and she's been doing so her entire trek here. That data will be valuable in assessing how stable and predictable this world is. That's far from the extent from it's abilities, all of which she has a keen understanding of...she has a sharp mind and I can tell she'll be a valuable asset to us.
She asked me about my special abilities. I feel exposed with them being so widely known in this community but it can't be helped. So, I showed her.
She recoiled when I turned a pebble into a scorpion. I admit, I shouldn't have lead with that.
After collecting herself she grew unnervingly giddy and asked me if I could turn a lump of amber she had into a hot-footed frog. I don't know what that is, so the excitement left as quickly as it came when I told her I could not. I felt a little bad for it.
Interestingly, she's a princess.
I don't see a reason to doubt her claim. She has a white steed, after all.
She had no fear of admitting as much, but not with the entitlement I'd expect from someone from high society. She's been on her own for days now and is in search of familiar faces like all of us. She passed through several towns on her way here who pointed her this way.
So, it seems as if we're getting such a reputation that even royalty is seeking us out. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
She's been blessed with good fortune. I can think of many, even in this fragmented reality, who would who try to exploit her status or prey on a young woman traveling alone. Still, she's quite resilient. The ones who came here alone were all much worse for the wear than her.
She's spirited and kind. It was impossible not to get a good impression from her. I welcomed her and Storm (her horse) to stay right away. She accepted.
~~
Zelda noticed me staring at her device around the meal hall. She was eager to explain it to me, though I must confess it went over my head quickly. It's called a Sheikah Slate. It's some kind of artifact created by an ancient civilization. It's like the Antikythera mechanism if it were fully intact and actually a high powered computer. She intends to map out the area with it and she's been doing so her entire trek here. That data will be valuable in assessing how stable and predictable this world is. That's far from the extent from it's abilities, all of which she has a keen understanding of...she has a sharp mind and I can tell she'll be a valuable asset to us.
She asked me about my special abilities. I feel exposed with them being so widely known in this community but it can't be helped. So, I showed her.
She recoiled when I turned a pebble into a scorpion. I admit, I shouldn't have lead with that.
After collecting herself she grew unnervingly giddy and asked me if I could turn a lump of amber she had into a hot-footed frog. I don't know what that is, so the excitement left as quickly as it came when I told her I could not. I felt a little bad for it.
