Some things under the sand are never meant to be dug up. You gotta let wind and time unearth it on its own, especially with delicate artifacts.
She chuckles to herself, giving him an encouraging nod at the attempt. Not bad for a beginner!
"It's a region, a race, and a town. Here." Urbosa leans forward to grab a thin, lightly charred piece of wood near the edge of the fire pit, and starts drawing a map of Hyrule in the dirt between them as best as she can recall. "Far to the southwest. Things may have changed in the last 100 years, but this is the way it was when I was alive."
Oh. Right. Uh... Did she mention she died? 'Cause that's a thing.
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She chuckles to herself, giving him an encouraging nod at the attempt. Not bad for a beginner!
"It's a region, a race, and a town. Here." Urbosa leans forward to grab a thin, lightly charred piece of wood near the edge of the fire pit, and starts drawing a map of Hyrule in the dirt between them as best as she can recall. "Far to the southwest. Things may have changed in the last 100 years, but this is the way it was when I was alive."
Oh. Right. Uh...
Did she mention she died? 'Cause that's a thing.