This is how stupid people get hurt.
[Of course the one time that he'd willing go visit the Gerudo Desert, the bridge would be out. Despite the region's normally hot climate, winter's reach had brought faster winds to the already temperamental climate; one particularly strong tempest having splintered the wooden tension bridge. All that remained of the bridge into the Fortress now were a few strings. There did exist beginnings of an attempt to rebuild, but someone had gotten lazy: half way through, the only thing spanning the rather impossible drop below was a long, raised, mid-sized plank.
Undeterred by the drop, Link walked the rebuilt portion slowly, but then stopped when he reached the raised plank. For a moment he considered the plank, the distance below.....]
[Grinned.]
[Quickly he checked to make sure nobody was looking, and then primed. With a short running start (bits of plank breaking away under the sudden increased pressure) he leapt at the plank, performing first a front handspring, and then a back full beam mount to vault it.]
[Once atop it, he raised his arms in triumph.]
Ha!
[Nothing like a little goofing around at 4,000+Fallanddie ft. He admired the drop again, and laughed out of relief.]
That could have ended pretty badly..
[His blood up from the risky jump, he stood very still and simply enjoyed the cool breezes above the gulch for a moment. The moment passed, and the tug of necessity returned. He began moving slowly (and with remarkable care, considering his initial approach) across the plank towards the other side with both arms raised, tightrope walk style.]
Undeterred by the drop, Link walked the rebuilt portion slowly, but then stopped when he reached the raised plank. For a moment he considered the plank, the distance below.....]
[Grinned.]
[Quickly he checked to make sure nobody was looking, and then primed. With a short running start (bits of plank breaking away under the sudden increased pressure) he leapt at the plank, performing first a front handspring, and then a back full beam mount to vault it.]
[Once atop it, he raised his arms in triumph.]
Ha!
[Nothing like a little goofing around at 4,000+Fallanddie ft. He admired the drop again, and laughed out of relief.]
That could have ended pretty badly..
[His blood up from the risky jump, he stood very still and simply enjoyed the cool breezes above the gulch for a moment. The moment passed, and the tug of necessity returned. He began moving slowly (and with remarkable care, considering his initial approach) across the plank towards the other side with both arms raised, tightrope walk style.]