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Lurelin Village
It's not uncommon to see people fishing on the beaches near Lurelin Village. In fact, it's quite common. All along are people with fishing rods, making their living in the waters.

One young man, however, seems to be doing things a little differently.

He's short, with wheat-blonde hair tied in a small pony-tail and a distinctive blue tunic. He stands at the edge of the water, no fishing rod or spear in hand - though he does have a sword and shield on his back - and stares intently at the water. Right where his gaze is settled, there's a small pool of fish gathered.

He nods to himself, and taps at an odd, rectangular-shaped object hanging from his hip. Suddenly, there's a bright, blue ball in his hands. It glows brightly, a makes an odd, soft humm. He chucks in the water.

One more tap at the rectangular object, and then the hum becomes a chime and the chime goes...

BOOM!

Dueling Peaks Stable
Link always liked visiting Dueling Peaks Stable. It had been the first one he'd ever found - he hadn't even known stables existed before then. Or horses, either. He'd first learned about them at Dueling Peaks Stable too, which was another reason he liked it so much.

Another good reason to like the stable: he could usually find Beedle here. Except, as Link looks around the stable, trying to spot man's large beetle-shaped backback, there's no sign on him.

Huh.

Well. Someone around here's gotta want to take the 46 pieces of amber he has stashed away in his slate. Link makes a bee-line for the nearest person.

"I want to sell!"

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It's a good thing Stone is just annoyed, and not actually angry, because he doesn't swat at the little groundling that holds up a square thing at him. He just shakes himself, scrubs at his face, and snorts out what little water he'd tried to inhale in his surprise.

Then he drops to a crouch in the shallows and glowers at Link. He doesn't growl, yet... but that is definitely a glare.

He can't speak in this form, and he's not shifting back yet, but the kid's reaction will determine whether shifting is safe or not.

Link's eyes dart to the Slate, eager to see what information the Compendium has on the new dragon, but...there's nothing. Not even a name!

He blinks, and for a moment there's a expression of utter confusion on Link's face. Nothing? The Compendium shouldn't have nothing.

It's a really nice picture too. It would have made such a nice addition to a Compendium entry...

Okay, but he can't worry about that now. Because there's a dragon and it's New and Different and it's not behaving like any of the others, and he has to watch this.

He puts the slate away and stares back at the dragon. None of the other dragons have glared at Link like this before. Usually they don't seem to notice him at all. But Link isn't one to back down, and he meets the dragon's eyes without flinching.

It doesn't occur to him to speak. None of the other dragons talk, after all.

Stone leans a little closer, squinting at him. Well, he's not attacking. That's a plus. And his stare isn't annoyed, just determined. Hrm.

Well, maybe this brave kid will tell him where he is. He's gotten lost between worlds more than once, but this is the first time he flew directly between worlds in his winged form and he hasn't shifted back yet to ask. Every time he's thought he's been alone, oops, somebody else there to potentially scream at him.

He splashes closer to the shore so when he shifts his head will stay above water, keeping an eye on the kid, just in case he views this as a threat.

It's difficult to read Link's expression, as he watches Stone move - apart from a faint widening of the eyes, he's oddly blank-faced. But he doesn't move back or make any aggressive moves.

In fact, if anything he leans forward, trying to get a closer look.

It might not show well on his face, but Link is so very, very curious. This dragon doesn't behave anything like the others. What else will it do?

Once he's merely ankle-deep in the seawater, Stone gives himself a vigorous shake, sending water flying from his spines and the feather-scales of his wings like a very large, winged dog. Link is gonna get splashed. Sorry, Link.

Then he shifts back into his groundling form, a lanky six and a half feet tall with pale gray skin and hair, talons instead of fingernails, and hard, scaled feet.

Yup, Link is definitely now wet. But he was planning to jump into the water anyway to collect the dead fish he just exploded, so that part's not actually that unexpected.

The dragon no longer being a dragon? Yeah, that's unexpected. In fact it's so unexpected that Link just stands there, dripping wet with his eyes wide and jaw dropped.

"...What?"

No really, what?!

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"I was going to ask you that," Stone comments. He has an unfamiliar accent in the language people use here, because he's not spoken it much, and he's from another world, and all. It's more guttural, a little more growl to it. "You look like you've seen something like me before. I take it those weren't shapeshifters."

"Um. No?" Link says, still staring. No, he hasn't seen anything like Stone before. No, the other dragons weren't shapeshifters.

(Unless...maybe they were? It's not like Link knew where the dragons went when they disappeared. What if they were secretly off somewhere else, turning into people?)

Stone sighs a little, then says, "I'm not going to eat you or hurt you or anything, I just want to know where this is. And who you are." This is why he hates showing up places in winged form, it means so much more of this.

Link blinks, surprised. "Dragons don't hurt people," he says. "...Unless you get too close," he amends. There had been that one time, when he'd learned that attempting to ride Farosh was really, really not a good idea.

Though he'd also thought dragons couldn't turn into people, so perhaps there were a few things he needed to re-evaluate there.

"I'm Link. That's Lurelin Village," says, pointing at said village, clearly visible just a bit further down the beach from where they are.

"How close is too close?" Stone wonders. And what is a dragon? Hrm. He decides not to ask that one. Maybe he wouldn't be as feared here, after all, if he resembles something like a native species that's considered gentle.

He shakes his head, then peers in the direction Link directs. "I'm Stone. What world is this?"

"Close enough to run into the lightning. Or fire. Or ice," Link says. Really, the dragons didn't do anything to actively hurt anyone. It's just that their elemental power...wasn't exactly safe to be around.

The other question, though, was a little more confusing. "You mean what Kingdom?" he said. "This is Hyrule."

Hyrule. Definitely not one he's heard of, but then, he supposes he shouldn't expect to. He'll just have to find out what he's here for, so he can get bounced back home for another fortnight or turn or so. "Is there anything that needs doing here?" he asks. "That a... dragon might do well at?"

Is the dragon...asking Link for advice? A dragon?

"Um," he says, feeling entirely unprepared and inadequate for this. Dragons don't ask people what they should do. They don't ask them anything. All he can think to do is describe what the other dragons do.

"...Fly around and be mysterious?"