Written (Hylian/Common), Open Comment Log

[unamvirtus]

[Anyone who just so happens to be out and about the 7th deck is perhaps likely to come across a new face, if they stay for very long: a small elf child, who may or may not look extremely familiar to someone who remembers any blonde elves in a green tunic and leggings from the past. He has quite a few scratches on him, as well as some bruises on his

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[Audio]

[missmimmi]

Hello?

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[unamvirtus]

[Agksdl;jgsld J-JSUT HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE INSIDE OF THIS THING]

hi////

[And why aren't his question marks showing up!!]

[Audio]

[missmimmi]

[Oh, it's just text fail. Okay]

You, um... can speak over these devices you know.

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[unamvirtus]

[Even if he could do that, he has no idea... you know. How to.]

itsokay. i dontneed to.

[Audio]

[missmimmi]

Oh, well, all right, then.

I am Mimmi. Who are you?

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[unamvirtus]

[Writing to somebody who is talking out loud to him is kind of weird, Link decides, but it's also kind of cool. So he's not really complaining, he guesses. He just wishes he knew what's going on.]

im link, mimmi.its nice tto meetyou.

[Audio]

[missmimmi]

It is very nice to meet you, too, Link.

You are, um, on a ship called the M.S. Elegante, and we are going to the Golden Shore.

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[unamvirtus]

a ship//

[What. That's the second mysterious entity that has told him that.]

bugt it doessnt looklike a ship.