Kass started playing on his accordion. Everyone seemed to recognise the song almost straight away except for 8 of the goddesses heroes, most assuming it was written after their time. Turns out, they were right.
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If you want to know what song they are singing, it’s called ‘fallen’ from a fan-made breath of the wild musical called ‘songs from the wild’. I highly recommend all Loz fans to check it out!
“Welcome to Rito Village!” Wild declared proudly, arms spread wide. He gave the others a minute to take it all in, most gazes drawn to the giant bird perched at the top of the village, before bounding up the steps.
The others followed him up the winding platforms around the village, and he quickly payed for beds at the inn for tonight, (they would have to double up to fit) then the group followed him to a platform which stretched out into the open sky.
A rito with blue feathers sat on the edge surrounding by a group of younger rito girls.
“Kass!” Wild cheered.
The rito turned at the noise, smiling as soon as they recognised Wild.
“Link! It’s good to see you!”
The younger rito all ran over, bouncing and demanding hugs.
“Link! Link!” They chirped.
Wild turned back to his brothers.
“This is Kass.” He introduced. “And these are his daughters, Kheel, Notts, Kotts, Cree, and Genli.”
“You and your friends should come here tonight, Link.” Kass said to Wild.
“Yeah!” His daughters cheered.
“We’ll be performing with Papa!” The rito with purple feathers, Kheel, said excitedly.
Wild laughed. “Ok then, we’ll have to see you then.”
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That night, the rito and the chain gathered at Revali’s landing to watch Kass and his daughters perform.
“Link!” Cree, the oldest of the daughters hurried over to them, quickly followed my her sisters. “We want you to choose the song!”
Wild raised his eyebrows. “Me?” He replied, laughing.
When the rito girls all nodded determinedly, he paused to think. His gaze travelled over his brothers, before he smiled and whispered something to Cree.
They ran back over to their father, telling him Wild’s song choice.
Kass started playing on his accordion. Everyone seemed to recognise the song almost straight away except for 8 of the goddesses heroes, most assuming it was written after their time. Turns out, they were right.
Wild, the little shit, grinned at them with a knowing look.
“So a long time ago, when our people rode high, and we lived with the goddess way up in the sky-“ Cree sang.
“Well, even back then,” Kheel joined in. “When an evil arose, every instance was thwarted by Hylia’s heroes.”
“And there was a sword,” Notts chirped. “Which shone like the sun, and one slumbered for seven long years but, when done-“
Kotts began to sing the next part. “The hero would use it to vanquish each foe! Or, at least that’s how I heard those stories all gooo.”
Wind grabbed Wilds arm. “They wrote songs about us?!” He exclaimed, eyes shining.
“Just wait for your part.” Wild laughed.
Wind gasped. “I have a part?!”
Wild nodded, smiling, then put a finger to his lips.
The sisters all sang as one. “Hylia, answer our call.”
Then it was Kass’ turn. “As long as our kingdom has prospered and thrived.”
“Hup!”
“There’s always been times when we’ve scarcely survived,”
“Hup!”
“But the goddess, she sends us a gift from on high: A hero, a princess-“
The family all sang: “A power diviiiine.”
“The stories all tell of a hero, that comes to the call of the wild. We wish someone knew if those stories are true, but the fun is in waiting around.”
The chain were all smiling and elbowing each other.
“So we sing of their triumphs and all that’s beside them, as we hear our destinies calling, and we… we remember the fallen.”
“Does anyone else have a story to tell?” Kass asked.
“Oh, I’ve got one!” Genli chirped, before starting to sing. “There once was a hero who fought with the dark.”
“And returned light to Hy-rule.” Her sisters sang.
“Ooh!” Notts exclaimed. “And he sailed the oceans with dolphins and sharks!”
“And the seas drained and life moved on..” The rito chorused.
Kree sang next. “He washed up on an island, then he shrunk down in size.”
“So we sing of these heroes, courageous and wise, and we pray that one will come to ensure our own evil’s demise.”
5 little rito then ran to Wild, asking him to sing with them. He shook his head, but own can only resist the young girls’ begging and Wind and Legends calls of ‘cuckoo!’ for so long.
He looked nervous in front of the crowd, but he quickly grew in confidence.
“The stories all tell of a hero, that comes to the call of the wild.” He sang. “We wish someone knew if those stories are true, but the fun is in waiting around.”
Wild grinned as he began to dance with Kass’ daughters, all of him joining his voice with their own.
“So we sing of their fables, and through every tale, we can feel all our worries are stalling.”
Wild looked over at his brothers, who were all cheering him on.
“As we… we remember the fallen.”
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