One good turn... [closed to Daja]

[redeyes_andblue]

They had been distracted by the podpop, but Sheik still had kept his appointment - payment to the blacksmith, Daja, for fixing his beloved lyre. It wasn't too much of a hardship, either - a few songs and some tea, which would explain the burner, teapot, flask of water, two teacups, and little pouch of just enough tea for two set beneath the tree Sheik was now lounging beneath.

Honestly, he had been pleased to find the little park - and quite close to Daja's forge, too. Now, he set everything out on a flat rock in the shade and settled back to wait, newly repaired lyre in his lap.

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[redeyes_andblue]

"They really did. I'm afraid we are not very creative when it comes to names, it seems," he said with a faint, sheepish grin. "Even my village, Kakariko, wasn't very creative - it's just the Sheikah word for 'at the mountain's foot'."

[fireforger]

"At least it sounds like a nice name," she said, smiling.

Taking one last sip of her tea, Daja said, "Thank you very much for your music. You play very well."

[redeyes_andblue]

He gave her a formal nod, a smile on his face. "It was a pleasure - fair repayment for the wonderful job you did on the lyre."

[fireforger]

"I hope that we can do business in the future, then," Daja said, standing up and bowing to Sheik.

[redeyes_andblue]

He finished off his tea, then stood and returned the bow. "As do I. I'm sure you'll find no shortage of work, here. M-may those of Fire look down favourably upon you."

Well, he hadn't had to use one of Din's blessings in a long time - really, it was no wonder he stumbled.

[fireforger]

Daja smiled. "And may your records be balanced in Bookkeeper Oti's books."