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[ex_wolfbrother668]

Who: Perrin and YOU!
When: Daytime
Where: In/Near The Plaza
Status: Open!
Style: I'll match

When he wasn't at work on the Winespring, Perrin was trying to spend most of his time near the plaza. It was that time again when new arrivals were showing up, and with three ta'veren here it was increasingly likely that someone might follow them through. It seemed irresponsible not to keep an eye out for dangers from their world that none here would know of.

Knowing his appearance could be a little intimidating, he left greeting the disoriented newcomers to others, but he kept his senses tuned to whoever did show up. Not that his hammer could do much against certain foes, like one of the Forsaken, but he could at least give warning. Light send none of them show their faces here, though.

In the meantime, the preparations the natives were making provided something with which to occupy himself. Although he didn't understand what it was about, it was clear they were planning some kind of festival, and there was no harm doing a little manual labor on that behalf.

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[ex_wolfbrother668]

Perrin moves with him, glancing upwards at the watery dome above them. "Some people have odd ideas of fun."

He can't think of much water-related competition besides fishing and boating.

[blessedbyfarore]

Link can't quite shrug while holding heavy objects, but he does tilt his head to the side briefly. "I guess so. But we can try it out, right? It might be really good!"

[ex_wolfbrother668]

The boy certainly seems optimistic about it, enough for Perrin to wonder if it's unreasonable for him not to be. It may be a festival in a strange land with strange people, but it still has every appearance of a good-natured celebration. Perhaps he's just grown unused to that.

"You're right. It's at least worth a try."

[blessedbyfarore]

"Uh huh!" Link grins, then pauses thoughtfully. "Maybe there'll be a fishing competition. I caught a really big one when I was younger."

[ex_wolfbrother668]

Perrin quirks an eyebrow at the phrasing. The boy makes it sound like he's only caught one worthy fish many years ago.

"Hoping it's been long enough since your success to have another?" he jokes.

[blessedbyfarore]

In fairness, he was kind of distracted when he was older.

"I guess it has been a while, huh?" he chuckles. About six months, to be precise...

[ex_wolfbrother668]

And Perrin could understand that, but he doesn't know anything about it.

"You may not want to pin your hopes of winning on a fishing contest."

[blessedbyfarore]

"I know, but it'd be fun to be in it, right?" he says with a smile. "And maybe we can keep the fish afterwards!"

One of the very few things he knows how to cook.

[ex_wolfbrother668]

Perrin chuckles. It seems like such a simple hope, getting to keep the fish.

"If it's ocean fishing, I don't think I'd make much account of myself either." It has to be quite a bit different from catching river trout with your hands. "But I'll wish you luck."

[blessedbyfarore]

Link's face falls a little. "Oh... I didn't think about that. I've only fished in ponds and rivers and Lake Hylia."

No sense worrying about it, though, so he brushes his hands off and gets Perrin a quick smile. "Good luck to you too, if you do it!"

[ex_wolfbrother668]

"...I think I will join in, and hope not all of it is fishing."

Dusting off his own hands, he holds one out to the boy in introduction. "It's Perrin, by the way."

[blessedbyfarore]

"Great!" Link reaches for his hand to shake it, smiling. "I'm Link. Maybe we'll end up on the same team, huh?"

[ex_wolfbrother668]

Perrin smiles. "Maybe. I think I'd consider that good luck."

[blessedbyfarore]

"Uh huh. It's always best to be on teams with your friends, right?"

Yup. Looks like you have a new friend, Perrin.