He'd woken up practically naked on Eventide Island, and before that in the Shrine of Resurrection, so waking up fully clothed on a beach this time is an improvement. He lays there for a time, staring up at the sky and the few circling birds that inhabit it, listening to the surf and wondering where he is this time. He should probably be more alarmed, but what good would that do? He'll find a way around eventually and get back to Zelda and the others. They have a lot of work to do, after all, and its his duty to help. He wants to help.
He also wants to rest.
Lulled by the sound of waves, Link's eyes slip closed again. He'll get his bearings eventually, but the water tickling his feet is cool and the sun is warm and he can afford a little bit of time now that the world is at peace again...
Network Whether he's afforded his nap or not, Link's trying to puzzle through this new device that's replaced his Sheikah slate. He's still plopped in the sand, knees in butterfly position and the weird bit of technology in his lap. There's a button, but when he pushes it, it makes a goddessawful loud noise. Sometimes there's voices though, almost like when Zelda would speak to him from her imprisonment, but coming from the thing in his hands rather than inside his head.
Nothing for it but to try it.
LN017K: "Hello? I heard voices."
He's... not the most loquacious.
Exploring The wilderness is Link's element. He's used to having maybe a few more tools but he's got a bow, five arrows, and the clothes on his back so that's something. Seeing as he doesn't have many, he's decided to use the arrows for defense instead of hunting until he comes across more of them. Instead, he's wandered into the tree line in search of other foraging opportunities.
Perhaps you catch him up a tree, clutching a branch for purchase as he leans out precariously to pick some fruit he's never seen before. Or maybe his head pops up from the side of a cliff as you make your way up the winding cliff. How did he get there? He climbed up the hard way on the sheer rock wall, of course. It's the most direct, after all.
Or maybe, if you're lucky and eagle-eyed, you can spot him crouched in the underbrush, eyeing a hulking boar as it meanders by, stopping every so often to snuffle at the roots of a nearby tree. Very carefully he draws his bow from his back and nocks an arrow, the sinew of the weapon making a soft stretched sound as he draws it back, causing Link to freeze before even aiming. If he hits it in the eye, then maybe he can take it down in one shot...
Link | The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild
This isn't new.
He'd woken up practically naked on Eventide Island, and before that in the Shrine of Resurrection, so waking up fully clothed on a beach this time is an improvement. He lays there for a time, staring up at the sky and the few circling birds that inhabit it, listening to the surf and wondering where he is this time. He should probably be more alarmed, but what good would that do? He'll find a way around eventually and get back to Zelda and the others. They have a lot of work to do, after all, and its his duty to help. He wants to help.
He also wants to rest.
Lulled by the sound of waves, Link's eyes slip closed again. He'll get his bearings eventually, but the water tickling his feet is cool and the sun is warm and he can afford a little bit of time now that the world is at peace again...
Network
Whether he's afforded his nap or not, Link's trying to puzzle through this new device that's replaced his Sheikah slate. He's still plopped in the sand, knees in butterfly position and the weird bit of technology in his lap. There's a button, but when he pushes it, it makes a goddessawful loud noise. Sometimes there's voices though, almost like when Zelda would speak to him from her imprisonment, but coming from the thing in his hands rather than inside his head.
Nothing for it but to try it.
LN017K: "Hello? I heard voices."
He's... not the most loquacious.
Exploring
The wilderness is Link's element. He's used to having maybe a few more tools but he's got a bow, five arrows, and the clothes on his back so that's something. Seeing as he doesn't have many, he's decided to use the arrows for defense instead of hunting until he comes across more of them. Instead, he's wandered into the tree line in search of other foraging opportunities.
Perhaps you catch him up a tree, clutching a branch for purchase as he leans out precariously to pick some fruit he's never seen before. Or maybe his head pops up from the side of a cliff as you make your way up the winding cliff. How did he get there? He climbed up the hard way on the sheer rock wall, of course. It's the most direct, after all.
Or maybe, if you're lucky and eagle-eyed, you can spot him crouched in the underbrush, eyeing a hulking boar as it meanders by, stopping every so often to snuffle at the roots of a nearby tree. Very carefully he draws his bow from his back and nocks an arrow, the sinew of the weapon making a soft stretched sound as he draws it back, causing Link to freeze before even aiming. If he hits it in the eye, then maybe he can take it down in one shot...