[Mari]

The old woman waited patiently for the group's shock to pass, making her way back to the back of her little shack and turning to face them again. "Yes... and no." she replied to Rulue and Rider respectively before returning her attention to the group at large. She quickly continued, not wanting Zelda or Groose to feel as if their questions had been unheard. "You see, when someone curses another they are binding them with a magic that is attached to them. However, the nature of all magic is not equal!" the old woman began holding up her hands and striking a rather lazy looking mock spellcasting pose. Of course, her lack of incantation meant she was not actually casting any spells. "For example. A powerful mage may draw lightning from the sky, but it is not magical lightning. They have simply used magic to evoke lightning from the sky. Magic was used to bring the lightning to them, but it is not magical lightning." the old woman began, allowing her words to hang in the air for a moment.

"In the same way, magic may have been used to bring your little one's youth--but her youth is not magical. I'm afraid that this makes it very difficult to diagnose and even harder to treat..." the old woman continued apologetically. Wait--Was she saying..? "Many a mage have spent their entire lives searching for a spell or potion that might allow them to control their age only to run out of time and resign themselves to the knowledge that such magic is beyond their reach. Hehe. Believe me, I would be the first in line to turn back the clock if I had the chance..." the woman continued. The group would be able to hear a very distressed little whine escape Arle's throat. Was that a tantrum in the making? ...Naw, naw. Just because she was five, she wouldn't--....Would she?

[TheSpatialWeeg]

Rulue and Rider listened patiently to the old woman's explanation and by the end of it, both looked devastated. "So...you're basically telling us that we should just...quit and get used to the fact that Arle's now 5?" Rulue ended up asking quietly. Silence from her. Rider only moved to Arle and pulled her in for a tight hug, trying to comfort the smol without any words.

That wouldn't last, however.

"Goodness, I forgot that I don't give up so easily."
"H-huh?"

"Listen, ma'am. Don't take this as me disregarding your words, but...I think it's a bit too early for us to throw in the towel." Rulue followed up. "It may be nigh impossible for Arle to return to her age. But there's still a chance, regardless of how small it may be, to her to come back to normal. And I'm not calling it quits just yet."

"..." Rider kept hugging Little Arle as she listened to Rulue speak. In a rare display, she put on a smile as she looked at the smoler sorceress. That smile felt full of...courage...? "...I'm not giving up as well! We'll keep trying to find a way to bring you back to normal, Arle..."

[TartoonHand94]

Groose flinched dramatically at the old woman’s mock spell casting pose. Forgiven or not, he skill had his guard up for spontaneous retribution. The rest of her lecture on magic couldn’t do much more than confuse a muggle like him.
Zelda on the other hand, solemnly nodded, being reminded of what she already understood and knew.
Groose cringed at the thought of going back to his awkward years of being a young Grooseling. He couldn’t imagine what Arle must’ve been feeling. But the distressed little whine from her throat gave him an idea. It sounded awful.
Perhaps by instinct or impulse alone, Zelda bent down and wrapped her arms around both Arle and Rider in a supportive cuddle. Patiently and nurturingly she hushed them both. “There there. It’s all going to be okay.” She whispered softly. Did Zelda herself believe that? That the hero chosen by the Goddess Sword would remain a child? A child wielding the master sword; who had ever heard of that? Then again, even if the warriors way wasn’t Arle's way after all, it didn’t have to be all bad, right? At least she had them.

Proof of this would come as Rulue soon flipped the mood around.
“That’s right!” Groose agreed to Rulue’s newly revealed optimism. “If there’s one thing old granny taught me, -uh I mean Another old granny…”
“Impa.” Zelda named her fondly.
“Yeah old granny Impa, taught me never to give up!” He reached down and picked up Zelda, Rider and Arle all up in one mighty scooping group hug of empowerment.
“And never giving up is just what we’re gonna do! We’re gonna bring you back, baby!”

[Mari]

Arle was surprised when Rider pulled her off for cuddles, but she'd been caught in the mood and quickly buried herself against the other in response, only looking up when she felt an intruder in her personal space. "I don't...--" Arle began to whine, only to find herself hushed. She wiggled a bit to get a better view at Zelda, confirming her suspicions as to who had grabbed her. With a very soft sigh, she allowed herself to be held--something her older self probably would have objected to, and in turn made a grab for Zelda's arm and held on tight.

"Well--...If that's how you feel, I'm glad to say that there is hope." the old woman would reply somewhat hesitantly. "While there is no way for a mortal to grant themselves immortality, an approximate solution might work well enough for the problem you're facing here. We just have to think of it from a different angle." she went on to relent. "You remember being sixteen, was it..?"

"Like it was yesterday!" Arle replied in bewilderment, still not quite sure how this had all happened. "If that's the case, you haven't truly been 'de-aged'. Your older self is still inside you--somewhere. All that needs to be done is to draw her out... There are rumors of artifacts that could help you with this but I can tell you now that many of them are too weak for what you seek. For a more permanent solution, you will need a more powerful artifact than anything you'll find here in the Life Sphere. Perhaps from a land of magic... For now, however, a temporary solution will have to do. I have an artifact--..." the woman began, turning to begin searching the humble shack for something only to trail off in realization. It looked like she was having a difficult time finding what she was looking for. "...Hmph. It seems it's been stole from me. Such is the nature of this place." she lamented in disappointment.

[TheSpatialWeeg]

Whilst Rider was distracted by the fact that Zelda (and Groose) were hugging her and Arle, Rulue didn't join in the hug, because someone had to pay attention to the old lady. Apparently the whole situation was less of an impossibility than what was originally thought, which was always good. However, a new problem arose from the fact that the artifact that was supposed to bring out normal Arle back was apparently stolen. Figures.

"...Guess we'll have to track that thief down." Rulue ended up saying. "We'll bring it back to you once we get it."

"B-but...that thief could be anyone and anywhere...couldn't they?" Rider ended up replying, seemingly bringing her attention back to the matter at hand. She brought up a very important point. There was only speculation, but the old lady apparently had the item stolen right under from her nose by the robber. And the Black Market's rampant with those! Granted, she didn't want to sound pessimistic at the sudden turn of events, but searching for the thief was going to take too long since there was a lack of leads.

[TartoonHand94]

Zelde listened intently to the woman’s words, only to sigh wistfully as yet another lead in the case was lost. Groose let her, Rulue and Arle back down in equal disappointment.

“So you’re saying there’s a thief on the loose we gotta bring in?” Groose asked with new interest, pounding his fist and cracking his knuckles. “Sounds like a job for-“
“Groose, there is nothing wrong with being optimistic, but do not go recklessly running into danger like that.” Zelda protested to her self-appointed body guard. “The Black Market is full of thieves and it’is not as if you can take them all on your own. We need clues, we need leads.”
“You don’t even know what the artefact we are looking for looks like.” Zelda turned her attention back to the old woman. “What does the artefact look like, for that matter?”

[Mari]

The old woman considered her words carefully before speaking. "...It is an arcane pocket watch. You will know if you have found it because the hands will spin out of control for a moment when someone lays their hands on it. It's secret is that the minutes and hours hands actually represent decades and years. It will not truly restore you to your original form, however you may find that the result is ... good enough, provided you do not mind carrying it around all of the time. Thankfully, I can aid in divining it's location. One must keep close tabs upon their valuables here..." she explained before settling back down to begin quietly incanting a spell. She seemed to tense upon the spell's completion. "...They're outside. I believe they've come back for more than my watch." the old woman stated rather simply. "...This body of mine cannot endure another battle. ...And this likely won't be the last time they visit." she went on to lament, seeming to resign herself to her fate.

Arle removed her face from it's previous position burried against Rider "Tat's okay. I can take care of them!" Arle blurted out, looking up at Rider for approval. "Right, Ridell? Um--..Ri-der.." Arle went on, fumbling over her words clumsily. For some reason, she seemed to be having difficulty pronouncing Rider's name, among other things. It was probably a side effect of cramming a 16 year old's consciousness into a five year old brain. Some things were doubtlessly lost in the transition.

[TheSpatialWeeg]

Both Rulue and Rider listened intently to the description of the artifact. A pocket watch that has it's hands lose control when someone touches it, hm? That was sure nice info in case they managed to find it by sheer coincidence...well, at least until the old lady said she could aid in finding it's location. And then came the biggest shocker: the thieves were just outside the shop.

This sent Rider into panic mode. The little girl was on the verge of tears while she mumbled incoherently. She immediately assumed the worst would happen: cold-blooded thieves who could ransack them of their goodies and hurt them for sick amusement. However, she paused as Little Arle turned to her for approval. Right. She had almost forgotten that the roles were reversed for now. Rider took deep breaths, mentally steeling herself for the fight. "...All right." she said. "Just...stay behind me...okay?"

Rulue, on the other hand, looked ready to partake in a fight. "Perfect." The Fighting Queen said, making the ever-so-popular knuckle cracking motion. "Hide, miss. We'll take care of those dirty thieves." Rulue said before turning her attention to the door. They'd probably barge in at any second. The elegant woman entered her usual battle pose, a smirk evident on her pretty face. 

[TartoonHand94]

Zelda paid full attention to the old woman’s explanation and with it bought an explanation of the arcane pocket watch and its use. Groose on the other hand, deserved a refund.

“What? Outside? Now?” Zelda gasped at the old woman's revelation that the thieves had returned..
“Huh what?” Groose snapped out of his imploded state of mind to look toward the door.
“So they’re back for more, huh? Oh they’ll get more alright. More than they can handle!” He boasted, pounding his palm with his fist.
“I’ll give them a piece of my mind! Unfortunately for them, I think with my fists!”

“And You stay behind Me.” Zelda instructed Rider as she got in front of her, intending to protect both Rider and Arle from whoever was outside.

[Mari]

Seeing Rider's distress, Arle would nod in understanding. She would clutch the other girl's sleeve, offering her words of encouragement. "I bet they're not so tuff~ Stealing from wittle old ladies~" she whispered, trying to encourage the other. As if fate itself had conspired to make Arle look like a fool, the ground promptly shook once and then twice. Something very large was walking towards them. The smol mage only had a moment to widen her eyes in alarm before a big green hand promptly ripped through the building! Arle emitted a terrified shriek, recoiling in terror and promptly clinging to Rider for dear life as the humble shop lost whatever stability it had originally had and came collapsing down on top of the ladies within!

((Everyone! Your chances of dodging a building collapsing around you are approximately three thousand seven hundred and twenty to one. Therefore, you will not be rolling to dodge. You may, however, roll to shield someone with your own body. Roll 10+ Dexterity to do so. The target of this receives a 5% damage reduction on the following roll. Rider has the unique benefit of being able to protect Arle without rolling, as she is the only one who doesn't need to move to accomplish this. Everyone must roll 1d20+/-(your inverted con mod) to decide how much damage you take.))

The old woman is burried by the rubble, collapsing underneath it all. A cloud of dust is kicked up, and for a long moment none of the group would be able see anything around then. When the dust literally cleared, however, four figures would begin to make themselves known to the group. A large man in comically oversized robes stood in the now vacant street, a deathly miasma washing over the group. At his sides, a gigantic furry spider was eyeing the group with all eight of its eyes. Nearby, a naga with snakes for arms and hair craned her head to get a better look at the group, flicking her tongue out with apparent interest. And last but not least, an enormous cyclops stood there brushing his hand off. He carried an equally large axe. Thank goodness he hadn't used it on the building. It would be the robed man that spoke to the group.

"...Well isn't this just a treat. Bringing the kiddies to the Black Market." the man remarked, feigning friendliness for but a moment before quickly devolving into a cold, distant tone. "Your possessions or your lives."

Naga 150 HP

Druid 200 HP 100 Shield

Cyclops 250 HP

Giant Arachnid 120 HP

[TheSpatialWeeg]

wSulPqwzp_1d20+1 (Rider's damage)
p_1d20-2 (Rulue's damage)

Whoa, okay, looks like the thief was a little taller than expected. Whilst Rulue simply shielded herself, Rider instinctively covered Little Arle as best as she could with her body, taking the full brunt of the rubble. As the whole dust cleared, they came across a man in robes and his...big pals. Of course, knowing that they just threatened their lives and buried that old lady on her own little shack, it was safe to assume that they were the ones that stole the magical pocketwatch. Whilst Rider was shaking a bit, Rulue looked...pretty unimpressed.

"How cute." Rulue commented sarcastically in response to the Druid's threat. "You and your big friends think you can just waltz here, smash a home and then threaten us with 'Your possessions or your lives!' thing." She kept going, imitating a deep voice to mock the robed man's words. "...Nay, I have a better idea."

With that, Rulue...began to dance. What was she doing? As the Fighting Queen moved her way towards the giant spider, someone could notice that her dance often connected with various punches and kicks...all of them connecting onto the giant arachnid with a sole intention of dishing out the worst of pain. As Rulue ended the little show with a finishing twirl, everyone had witnessed one of her most powerful techniques: Joou Ranbu.

(Rulue's FS: Joou Ranbu @ Giant Arachnid, 50%)

"I would rather have what you stole from that old lady...and perhaps your filthy lives as well." Rulue finally 'offered'. Then, she delivered yet another punch to the spider before her...

p_1d20+4 (Rulue's Critical Haganshou @ Giant Arachnid. 29%)

...before trying to kick the spider with her amazing legs. It looked like she was lost in the moment, because she didn't call the attack names this time around. Kind of jarring, but what could you do?

p_1d20+4 (Rulue's Fuujin Kyaku @ Giant Arachnid. 18%)

Rider, on the other hand, was trying to get herself mentally prepared for the threat presented to her. She cast a worried glance to the kindergarten sorceress before remembering her words. ...She took a deep breath and put on her most serious face, dragging Little Arle to her back. Placing her hands together, the green-haired girl began doing some weird symbols with them, a little tornado surrounding her as these symbols were made.

"...Transformation!"

After those words, the tornado dispersed itself, revealing Rider in a set of ninja clothing. Gusts of wind would soon swirl next to her back, forming a shuriken as big as the 'imp' herself.

(Rider has transformed into Ninja Rider!)

With that out of the way, the newly-transformed ninja hopped high into the air, grabbing her Fuujin Shuriken. Focusing a lot of her power onto it, the wind shuriken soon grew in size, becoming incredibly large and gaining a rainbow coloration. Holding one of the extremities of the now gigantic rainbow shuriken, she hurled upon the group of the bad guys, all culminating in them getting slashed by it. The ninja quickly descended from the air as if to cover Arle again.

(Ninja Rider's FS: Niji Shuriken. AoE, 40%)

The Niji Shuriken flew back to it's owner, returning to it's previous form. Knowing that at least most of them would be still alive after that, she threw a storm of kunais at one of the monsters.

p_1d20+3 (Ninja Rider's Kunai Storm @ Naga. 14%)

...I'm pretty sure it was a good idea to write off the children now, huh?

---

	Ninja Rider 10%
	Rulue 10%

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[TartoonHand94]

(LWIw62Kpp_1d20+2 Groose’s attempt to human shield Zelda & Co)
(p_1d20-2 Zelda’s attempt to human shield Rider & Co)

(p_1d20-2 Groose’s debris damage)
(p_1d20+1 Zelda’s debris damage)

“Is-cough-everyone?”-cough
Zelda could barely even ask if everyone was alright as she was coughing on the dust cloud kicked up by the roof falling down.
Hearing Zelda’s voice, Groose didn’t have to turn around. His squinting eyes were focused centre on the four figures the dust cloud pulled back to reveal.

“Hey! You freakazoids ruined this old lady’s shack and what’s worse…” Groose began to bark at the foursome.
“…You ruined my do.” He hissed with a vengeful tear in his eye.

Groose got into battle stance before being cut off by Rulue’s Joou Ranbu, Hangshou and Fuujin Kyaku.
“…Y-yeah! See what she did? Th-there’s more where that came from!” He went on to threaten, building upon Rulue’s success.

And before he could do anything else, being Zelda, Rider transformed into a ninja and began to attack as well. This may have impressed Zelda the most.
“You truly are all full of surprises, aren't you?” She smiled in awed understanding.
Seeing as how Rider could clearly fend for herself, Zelda cast her own two cents into the battle.

(p_1d20+5 Zelda’s Eldin’s Fire’s @ Naga. Does 5% Damage and causes burn.)
(p_1d20+5 Zelda’s Eldin’s Fire’s @ Druid. Does 5% Damage and causes burn.)
(p_1d20+5 Zelda’s Eldin’s Fire’s @ Cyclops. Does 5% Damage and causes burn.)

“…Uhuh.” Groose grunted, getting impatient for his turn to attack.
“And now the best for last!” Groose battlecried as he charged Druid.

(p_1d20+4 Critical Groose Punch @ Druid. Does 8% Damage)
(p_1d20+4 Groose Punch @ Druid. Does 8% Damage)
(p_1d20+4 Groose Punch @ Druid. Does 8% Damage)

	Groose	Zelda
Damage	16%	16%
Status:	Normal	Normal

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[Mari]

(For future reference, please do not roll for final smashes. I passed your crits down to Rulue's other moves, so it really didn't make a difference. But for future reference we've officially stopped rolling accuracy/crit checks on final smashes.)

Little Arle just sort of watched as Rulue soared through the air and, with the help of Rider, managed to take out that giant spider. It's horrible, fuzzy body broke with a series of awful crunches and the monster fell to the ground in a pile of broken chitin and weird blue spider blood. She really wanted to help, but there were so many enemies and allies... She wasn't sure what to do! She didn't want to accidentally hit one of her friends... But hey--She knew a spell that couldn't friendly fire! And that Cyclops over there sure looked dumb to her! "Bwain, Dumbs!" Arle blurted out, attempting to scramble the cyclops' brain.

I|6GFSmpp_1d20+4 (Little Arle's "Bwain Dumbs")

Meanwhile, Rider would find herself unable to get a hit in on the naga, which hissed and snapped at her with its many terrifying snakeheads in response to being attacked before being abruptly blasted by fire from Zelda. She might not be so lucky next time she goes in to attack that monster, however... The cyclops and the druid, on the other hand, were able to shield themselves with an aura of magic and a giant axe respectively to ward off Zelda's attacks. Groose would similarly find his punches impacting mid-air without so much as fazing the druid, leaving him wide open for a counter attack. "...Gentlesir, would you kindly direct your fists toward that pretty lady's face?" the druid would request ever so politely. What an absurd request. Groose would obviously never--...

((Groose! You can feel your mind being suppressed! Roll 14+ INT to resist losing control of your body! Else, you must spend your next turn using Groose Punch on Zelda until two of your three actions have been consumed.))

"And you--, little kunoichi... Won't you bring your little friend to me? My minion here is quite famished, and your friend's tiny shoulders are just perfect for the job~" the druid would go on to command in a sickeningly sweet tone. Noticing something sketchy was going on, Little Arle promptly hugged Rider, becoming frightened for her safety. "No! Don't listen to him Ridra--...Nnnn... He's tryin tz tick you." Little Arle quietly begged, attempting to help Rider find the strength to resist the hypnotic control being pushed on her. "Silence, little one--And do not speak until I tell you." the druid retorted, silencing the kindergarten sorceress' pleas. She now found herself mute, unable to move her mouth to form sounds to the best of her ability. This only intensified Little Arle's fear, as it had effectively rendered her helpless.

((Rider! You are being compelled to pick Arle up and bring her to the Naga! Roll 12+ INT to resist the command.))

Meanwhile, the Naga's snake hair all turned to glare at Zelda and she made a horrible face, attempting to petrify her!

((Zelda! Roll 14+ DEX to look away from the petrifying stare in time! Else, you are afflicted with the petrified status, which is mechanically identical to being frozen, only fire isn't helpful.))

And the cyclops? That ugly monster turns upon Rulue and brings his humongous axe down hard in front of her, driving it into the pavement!

((Rulue! The cyclops is blocking you! You cannot target any other enemy during your turn without spending one of your actions to get around him.))

He then moves to reach down and attempt to grab Rulue, or more accurately smash her against the ground! One would think the axe would be better for killing and his arm better for blocking, but if he hadn't been stupid before he sure was now after having his brain scrambled by Arle. Unfortunately, his huge weight and strength was still a threat, clumsy as he was.

((Rulue, the cyclops is attempting to crush you! Roll 12+ dex to dodge. Else, you are grappled and take 30% damage. ..And might smell like cyclops for a while. Filthy thing. Roll 16+ strength to free yourself from the grapple.))

While all this was going on,

Naga 105 HP

Druid 160 HP 67 Shield

Cyclops 196 HP Status: Mind-Melted (7 Turns Left)

Giant Arachnid 0 HP Status: Downed

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[TheSpatialWeeg]

szS__IVTp_1d20+1(Rider's control resistance)

p_1d20-1(Rulue's dodge)

Rider was going to shield herself for a possible Naga attack, however Zelda fortunately distracted it, allowing for a safe landing. However, the Druid tried to control her to bring Little Arle to the Naga and...well, one could expect the worst to happen. Fortunately, said little kunoichi wasn't affected by the hypnosis attempt. "You're going to have to try a harder than that if you want me to succumb...!" Rider said before throwing her Fuujin Shuriken at Naga.

((Ninja Rider's Fuujin Shuriken @ Naga. 8% damage))
p_1d20+3(Combo 1)
p_1d20+3(Combo 2)
p_1d20+3(Combo 3)

Afterwards, the green-haired ninja started zipping around her foes, creating a web of strings below their feet. Once she finished laying out the web, she picked up the starting point of said web, and began channeling her electricity on it.

p_1d20+3(Secret Technique: Electro Web. AoE, 12%, 25% chance of paralysis)

After that was done, Rider whipped from hyperspace a...harp. However, Zelda would most likely recognize that harp as something far more than just an ordinary harp. It was a Goddess Harp! It seemed like the smol had took the time to practice, as she began playing a little tune. The tune would then open a black hole next to the enemies, sucking any unfortunate fool in that couldn't run away from it. 

((Rider has equipped the Goddess Harp. +3 CHA until it's unequipped.))

p_1d20+3(Goddess' Harp Nocturne of Shadow. 22% damage)

Rulue was going to help the two kids before the Cyclops blocked her way. She stared angrily at the giant before noticing the hand coming towards her, to which she thankfully managed to dodge. "Fine then. If you're not letting me move, then I'll force you to! Haganshou!" Rulue said before attempting to strike the assaulting hand with her furious fists.

p_1d20+4(Haganshou @ Cyclops. 19% damage)

She soon gained a bit of distance, bringing her palms together as she began concentrating ki onto them. A ball of said energy formed soon after, Rulue getting into proper position to hurl it at the giant. "Power...Wave!"

p_1d20+4 (Power Wave @ Cyclops. 22% damage)

However, that ki attack was soon followed by another punch at the monster. And another. And another...the Fighting Quuen began to unleash a storm of punches upon the Cyclops. "Tekken Seisai!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as she finished the assault with a mighty punch.

p_1d20+4(Tekken Seisai @ Cyclops. 23% damage)

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	Rulue 0% CON -1 (2)
	Ninja Rider 0% Goddess Harp (CHA+3) (2 uses remaining)

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[TartoonHand94]

“Whuh?” Groose gasped in confusion at his mighty punches having no effect. “What is all this?”

(VeTuY0QBp_1d20-1 Groose’s Intelligent resistance.)

“What the? Punch the pretty lady?” Groose retorted in disgust. “Who do you think I-am happy to oblige master.” Groose suddenly switched tone from disgust to monotone obedience.

“Groose?” Zelda called in soft terror, gripping her Goddess Harp. Is the druid trying to hypnotize Groose?
He stopped coldly and swing around like a loose scarecrow and as if being pulled by unseen strings, brought his fist toward Zelda’s face. Oh no he is!
“Groose! Stop!” Zelda cried out in panic.

(p_1d20+4 Groose’s zombified Groosepunch @ Zelda. Does 8% Damage.)
(p_1d20+4 Groose’s zombified Groose Punch @ Zelda. Does 8% Damage.)

Thinking quickly, Zelda strummed and casted a magical shield of ember around herself to shield against Groose’s fist.
(p_1d20+4 Zelda’s Lanayru’s Love @ Groose Punch. Does 17% damage upon shattering.)

Fortunately for Zelda, Groose’s punch could do little more than crack her ember shield.
“Groose snap out of it!” She tried to call out to Groose’s conscience inside.
Groose only punched a second time completely unresponsive to Zelda’s voice.
“Forgive me for this.” Zelda winced as she shattered her ember shield, spraying shrapnel at Groose which pricked him all over.
“Ow!” Groose finally responded in pain. asked groggily, beginning to regain his conscience. “What just happened?” He grunted, shaking shards out of his fist, which then dissolved out of existence. “What did I just do?”

“You stop that this instant!” Zelda demanded that the druid stop trying to hypnotize her friends. He even had the gull to silence Arle.
The wicked druid gave another hypnotic command to Rider, but to both Zelda and Groose’s relief this hypnosis was resisted. And instead of obeying the druid’s command, she zipped around the enemy posse faster than Groose’s eyes could follow, weaving a web. And then producing… a Harp? It looks just like Zelda’s!
First the Goddess Sword, then the Goddess Harp? Who are these people and where did they keep getting Hylia’s sacred relics?

But of course! If Rider has a harp too, why not have a jam session?
Zelda decided to play along with Rider, playing a song that they were all in dire need to hear right now.
But first!
The Naga turned her all snake hair to make a horrible petrifying glare at Zelda.

(p_1d20-1 Zelda averting her eyes from the Naga’s glare.)

Zelda looked down at her bow just in time to inadvertently save herself from the fate of the Naga’s horrible face.
Zelda began to furiously strum the magical melody of Farore’s Courage.

(Farore’s Courage @ Rider. Increases her Strength stat by p_1d20+4 %. So now Ninja Rider's Strength stat is rounded up to 16, thus a +3 modifier.)

“That was beautiful.” Groose complimented her song, feeling invigorated despite the song’s magical properties not being directed at him.
“But that reminds me...” He turned back to the druid, this time charging at the Naga instead. “I ain’t done making you Not-Beautiful!”

(p_1d20+4 Groose’s Loftwing Kick @ Naga. Does 18% damage.)

	Groose	Zelda
Damage	33%	16%
Status:	Normal	Normal

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