Aganhim's Seal part 1: Companions of the Shimmering Emerald by Alagbor
Summary: When the wizard Aganhim rose against Hyrule, they say that a great war saved Hyrule. But some say that it was a handful of brave heroes and a girl named Saria who saved the land. They say that Kokiri are forest imps. If you believe that, then you clearly have not met many Kokiri. But it could be the Kokiri who balance the fate of Hyrule in this first part of the trilogy saga, Aganhim's Seal.
Categories: Fan Fiction Characters: Link (OoT & MM)
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 18 Completed: Yes Word count: 24162 Read: 50578 Published: Mar 08, 2004 Updated: Aug 20, 2004
A Little Bird Told Me by Alagbor
Two chariots flew down the road drawing to a gate going into a small town on the plains of Hyrule. A small horse drew each chariot. Small but strong, a special breed bred by a special species of elves. The riders of these chariots were none other than Kokiri Elves. Noble looking and tough they raced to the gate confident in each other’s skills. As they drew near to the gate a small figure stepped in their path. They reared up to a halt and dismounted their chariots.
“Ed' i'ear ar' elenea!” Protested the first rider in elvish.
“Mind your tongue Haelyon”, Said the other. “My stars dear sister you can’t get in the way of our racing or you’ll come to a bad end”, said the other racer to his twin sister who had obstructed their way. The girl had long dark hair, brown eyes and light skin. A purple fairy floated around her head. She wore a lightweight green tunic and green pants with black boots. Common attire for a wandering Kokiri. In addition she wore an emerald cloak and had equipped on her back a quiver and bow.
“Is there a problem Nurburien?” Asked Haelyon. He had brown eyes and strait brown hair that grew down a little above his shoulders. He wore a brown tunic and green pants with green boots and a green cloak. At his side there was sheathed a broad sword with a single-handed hilt.
“I have some news and orders from Alagbor”, she said.
“Well what is it?” Asked Elegbor (the other chariot rider) impatiently. Elegbor, brother of Alagbor had long wavy dark hair that came down just reaching his shoulders. The twin sister of Nurburien one would think he looked more like his older brother than his sister. He was about the same size as Alagbor with the same blue eyes and hair though unlike his brother he did not have a knack for leadership. He wore a green tunic, green pants and black boots. He wore no cloak and had a sword sheathed at his side.
“Alagbor has found the location of the ring, he wants to see you right away”, she said.
The three of them hurried into the town. It was little more than a trading village. They entered the town from the gate; a wooden palisade wall surrounded the place. The town was primarily built up of wooden structures with straw and timber roofs with the exception of a few stone buildings. The town was a trading outpost where agricultural products from the ranches on the plains and goods from the mining operations in the mountains were exchanged. It was also where a small group of Kokiri elves had been staying the past few days at the hospitality of a small inn.
They approached a wooden building in a small back alley. They walked through a door and into a large room with a great chandelier made of caribou antlers hanging from the ceiling. Wooden beams supported the high cathedral ceiling of the inn. The room itself was a tavern and there were many tables and chairs scattered about the room with some people eating and drinking their health. The three Kokiri proceeded down a hallway and through a door at the end. It was a cozy room with many beds in the corners, a table with some chairs and a few sofas next to a fireplace with a warm fire, which illuminated the otherwise dark room. There sat four other Kokiri. A long blond haired, green-eyed boy named Hallimacil the older brother of Haelyon, two brown-eyed boys with long dark hair whose names were Nilalkar and Lossenisel. They were brothers. There was a dashing boy with blond hair and blue eyes named Duradar sitting by the fire with a dark haired, blue-eyed boy wearing a beige tunic, green pants and brown boots. He was Alagbor.
“Alagbor, you summoned us?” Questioned Elegbor.
“Yes. We must discuss the gravest of matters, to say, it is the very essence of why we are here in Hyrule”, he said looking at his companions gravely.
“You’ve found the ring, haven’t you”, said Haelyon knowingly. All six of the elves looked at Alagbor who stared back at them gravely.
“A little bird told me of the ring being lost in a great forest. They say that a strange impish yet powerful people possess it. I believe it must refer to the Lost Woods and that it must be the Kokiri there that have the ring. Our kin. I am sending Duradar to see to the ring’s destruction”, he said looking over to his blond haired companion. Duradar nodded and stood up.
“If, Duradar, you encounter any problems, we will be in the capitol of Hyrule. You will know where to find us”, assured Alagbor.
“One of the inhabitants will bear the ring, someone very unsuspecting”, said Nurburien to Duradar and with that Duradar nodded and left the room.
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