"<span style="color: fuchsia">What do we really know about this king, anyway?</span>" demanded the fairy perched on the edge of a shot glass's worth of juice. As if the sprite wasn't out of place already in the tavern room of a human building, her tiny outfit consisting mostly of red glossy gloves and high boots had drawn more than a few curious stares.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: blue">He's the king of all Hyrule, what more do you need to know about him?</span>" Calypso asked, looking perplexed as she ran a hand through her blue tresses. "<span style="color: blue">It's because of him that good people can live in peace.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">Maybe he thinks he rules the whole land, and maybe he's convinced you people that this is true, but us fairies have never bowed to him.</span>" Trix kicked her booted feet against her drink, making the glass rock on its base enough to nearly knock the blonde fairy onto the table. She grasped the rim with both hands and huffed, her translucent, insect-like wings fluttering to keep her balanced. "<span style="color: fuchsia">Besides, haven't <i>we</i> been the ones keeping the peace?</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: blue">Sure, we've helped!</span>" the sorceress agreed enthusiastically. "<span style="color: blue">But we haven't been doing it alone. Like... remember that guy who joined us to defeat the stalfos near Midoro Swamp? He was a knight of Hyrule, wasn't he? There're guys like him all over the place, thanks to the royal family.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">That man had an unnatural aura around him. We're probably lucky he didn't betray us.</span>"<br/><br/>Calypso shook her head and shrugged, there was no reasoning with Trix when she got into one of her moods. She wondered how she'd ever managed to gain the fairy's trust herself, or if she truly had.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Excuse me miss,</span>" Calypso turned in her seat to find a robed man standing before her, his features hidden under a hood. "<span style="color: purple">You look like you might have an interesting destiny... May I tell your fortune? I'll make it cheap...</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: blue">Uhm, maybe?</span>" the young woman bit at her bottom lip. She knew the man's outfit was part of the schtick, but it was still a little weird. "<span style="color: blue">What do you think, Trix? ... Trix?</span>" The fairy had dodged out of sight. "<span style="color: blue">Alright, sure. Tell me what the future holds.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Abracadabra alakazam!</span>" He waved his arms up and down in a display about as impressive as his magical words. "<span style="color: purple">You will soon greet friends old and new, beware the setting of the sun! Now I will take ten rupees,</span>" he finished smugly.<br/><br/>Calypso handed the money over with a roll of her eyes. She didn't want to start any trouble with someone so down on their luck that they had to resort to such blatant trickery, it wasn't worth the fuss she might kick up. The fortune tell shuffled away, chuckling to himself as he melted into the gloom.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">Another fine example of you mortals,</span>" Trix fluttered back onto the table with a brown sack in tow. Although it would have fit easily in the palm of Calypso's hand, the fairy was herself small enough to fit inside the pouch, which she opened up to reveal the shimmering green of Hyrule's currency.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: blue">Trix! Where were you? And how did you get that?</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">It's a refund,</span>" the fairy crossed her covered arms over her petite chest. "<span style="color: fuchsia">If mister 'beware the sunset' had any real talent he'd have known I was going to take it. Luckily, it looks like you're only the second fool he's met today.</span>" Ten rupees scattered out of the sack and Trix hopped back onto her drink, bending over the rim to take a sip.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>