△ HYRULE △ The Golden Era △ [IC]
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January 26th, 2013 (4:20 AM).
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Diceon went on to explain the fact that he was a blacksmith, but he really wanted to travel the world. "So where are we headed?"
Doron chewed his lip. That was a question that did not have an answer. "I can't really say right 'bout now, I just go." Doron was a drifter. He had no place he had to go, no place to call home. He was forbidden to enter Goron City. He had left with his brothers, his new home. He lost that home last night. Now he was homeless. "I say we move towards the Zora's Domain. They always enjoy a heavy-lifter." Doron referenced to the several times he had helped Zoras move immensely heavy objects. "Maybe the Kokiri Forest. I don't know, really." With the hangover still in effect, he had an idea. "Let's go to tha' ranch down yonder." He gestured the Lon Lon Ranch. "I need to get meself one of those Cuccoo eggs. my headaches fierce as a storm." He rubbed his temples and set off towards the ranch.
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