A mission? Well, Nita did give him a heads up, he supposed he should see what was needed of him. He took in all the offered information then followed the signs to the dressing carriage and just... stared... at what was offered.
"At times like this I am glad to be able to make my own armor," he muttered, looking like he was a 10 year old already dressed in the gear offered in his cloak and overly elaborate headdress and a staff that was taller than he was. But it all looked too large on him, and just served to make him look younger....
He would need to get his hands on some Escudo to make armor and weapons for Zelda since she clearly didn't have what he made her back in Naut and to make armor and weapons for Nita. Given what he is learning of this place, he might have to distort the way evolving armor usually worked, though....
Test potions
He wouldn't test them on himself, of course, but he did create simulations of life with bending and tested the potions on those, all manner of creatures that were JUST shy of actually being alive. He would not subject any living thing to experiments he was unwilling to undergo himself for a lack of knowledge, after all. Though for the ones he was fairly sure would prove inimical his simulations might have looked a little too much like a certain armored man...
He was taking careful notes for himself as well as those required for the task.
Haul water He could haul water, or he could go to where the water was supposed to be brought to (in a spherical shield that included a spit of land that he stood on as the sphere floated) and then....
"AZURE SPLASH!"
And the receptacle was full. Well that was easy.... He floated back to report in, wondering where the person he was supposed to report to was... Hadn't he just been here...?
Sparring One thing he and Link often disagreed on was what constituted sparring. Clef was floating in his sphere bubble creating and maintaining elaborate flesh puppets to fight against the trainees, while using additional magic to keep them on their toes with direct attacks.
What, that wasn't what sparring was? You didn't expect him to actually pick up a weapon, did you....?
Mission
Clef stared at the crater for a long moment. Then down at the ground under his feet inside his bubble shield. Then back at the crater. It looked just like the divots left when he created his shield while standing on solid ground outside. But he always used Bending to replace what he took. He glanced to the person who had brought them. "When we are done, would you like me to replace the land that is no longer present?" he asked.
Once he had his answer he would float up in his bubble. He had taken the potions, and would give them to someone if he saw them struggling, but he hardly needed them as he could quite easily fly on his own in his little sphere shield. So he will be heading to the highest heights. But if someone wanted a lift, they need only ask...
Collect Fluted Parsnips
Clef collected a few, then studied them intently. He sniffed them, tasted them, felt them, looked them over at all angles, then he used Bending to try and create more. He would drop the created ones off with the originals, and they would seem indistinguishable. But if the parsnips have some property he wasn't informed of then his copies would fall short of the mark...
no subject
A mission? Well, Nita did give him a heads up, he supposed he should see what was needed of him. He took in all the offered information then followed the signs to the dressing carriage and just... stared... at what was offered.
"At times like this I am glad to be able to make my own armor," he muttered, looking like he was a 10 year old already dressed in the gear offered in his cloak and overly elaborate headdress and a staff that was taller than he was. But it all looked too large on him, and just served to make him look younger....
He would need to get his hands on some Escudo to make armor and weapons for Zelda since she clearly didn't have what he made her back in Naut and to make armor and weapons for Nita. Given what he is learning of this place, he might have to distort the way evolving armor usually worked, though....
Test potions
He wouldn't test them on himself, of course, but he did create simulations of life with bending and tested the potions on those, all manner of creatures that were JUST shy of actually being alive. He would not subject any living thing to experiments he was unwilling to undergo himself for a lack of knowledge, after all. Though for the ones he was fairly sure would prove inimical his simulations might have looked a little too much like a certain armored man...
He was taking careful notes for himself as well as those required for the task.
Haul water
He could haul water, or he could go to where the water was supposed to be brought to (in a spherical shield that included a spit of land that he stood on as the sphere floated) and then....
"AZURE SPLASH!"
And the receptacle was full. Well that was easy.... He floated back to report in, wondering where the person he was supposed to report to was... Hadn't he just been here...?
Sparring
One thing he and Link often disagreed on was what constituted sparring. Clef was floating in his sphere bubble creating and maintaining elaborate flesh puppets to fight against the trainees, while using additional magic to keep them on their toes with direct attacks.
What, that wasn't what sparring was? You didn't expect him to actually pick up a weapon, did you....?
Mission
Clef stared at the crater for a long moment. Then down at the ground under his feet inside his bubble shield. Then back at the crater. It looked just like the divots left when he created his shield while standing on solid ground outside. But he always used Bending to replace what he took. He glanced to the person who had brought them. "When we are done, would you like me to replace the land that is no longer present?" he asked.
Once he had his answer he would float up in his bubble. He had taken the potions, and would give them to someone if he saw them struggling, but he hardly needed them as he could quite easily fly on his own in his little sphere shield. So he will be heading to the highest heights. But if someone wanted a lift, they need only ask...
Collect Fluted Parsnips
Clef collected a few, then studied them intently. He sniffed them, tasted them, felt them, looked them over at all angles, then he used Bending to try and create more. He would drop the created ones off with the originals, and they would seem indistinguishable. But if the parsnips have some property he wasn't informed of then his copies would fall short of the mark...