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and the second half of chapter 24 hopefully it answers some questions

Time passed with silence as they both watched the monsters outside of their camp. Dahrin looked over his shoulder and Gerad looked to see what had his attention. Calhan waved at them as he made his way across the camp as quietly as he could.
“I believe it’s my shift.” Calhan said squatting down between them.
Dahrin nodded and stood up and stretched, “Yeah, feels like it. Goodnight guys.”
Gerad and Calhan wished him goodnight and watched as he made his way to a vacant spot by the fire. Dahrin put some more logs on it to give it some life before he turned in for good.
“I’m guessing we aren’t worried about the Stalchildren?” Calhan asked taking Dahrin’s seat.
“Is that what they are?” Gerad asked.
“Yeah, they come out at night; they hate light so they will stay away as long as we keep the fire going.” Calhan replied as he sipped something from a canteen.
“What’s that?” Gerad asked curious as Calhan shivered in disgust.
“Hmm? Oh this? Nothing you need to worry about.” Calhan replied putting the canteen away in his pouch.
“I need to worry if its going to cause problems.” Gerad said walking over to him.
Calhan looked up at Gerad with a stern face, “It’s not alcoholic if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Then what is it?” Gerad asked not deterred by Calhan’s tone.
“It’s medicine. Kelith told me to drink it for awhile.” Calhan replied turning back to watch the Stalchildren.
“Medicine? For what?” Gerad asked surprised.
Calhan didn’t answer but turned his gaze back to Gerad. Gerad thought he looked like he was trying to decide something then Calhan shrugged.
“How old do you think I am, Gerad?” Calhan asked him.
Gerad was slightly taken aback by the question. He thought for a bit then answered, “Twenty-five round about.”
Calhan laughed quietly, “I suppose you’d find it difficult to believe, but I’m actually one hundred twenty-five.”
Gerad didn’t say anything for awhile as he processed this tidbit of information given to him.
“How is that possible?” Gerad finally asked, “Rauru is your grandfather but he was around when my father was my age.”
“You forget, we’re the Lore sages. We live longer than everyone else. I told you all a while back that I had replaced him, but I didn’t tell you when.” Calhan replied.
“How is that possible?” Gerad asked.
“My grandfather went back to the point in time he had become Lore Sage, which was about three hundred some odd years ago. My father didn’t take on the job and so it passed to me when I turned twenty. I’ve been in the Chamber of Sages up until five years ago, when I came to protect you guys because Ganondorf was loose once more.” Calhan answered.
“That’s when you joined the guard.” Gerad said.
Calhan nodded, “Yes, I thought it the easiest way to keep track of everyone.”
“So, what is the medicine for?” Gerad asked bringing Calhan back to the original point.
“Well, being Lore sage has its advantages and disadvantages. One advantage is I age slower than everyone else depending on if I’m in reality or in the Chamber of sages. Disadvantage is my age catches up to me when I’m in reality for too long. If I stayed here long enough I would age to a hundred twenty-five and die.” Calhan replied.
“What does that have to do with the medicine?” Gerad asked shifting his position to the ground instead of perched on top of the boulder.
“Organs are the first to go, so even though I look like I’m only twenty-five, I have the heart of a man of forty.” Calhan said an ironic smile playing at the corner of his lips.
“How long do you have?” Gerad asked.
“Oh, according to Kelith, a few years at best the way things are now, but if I returned to the chamber I’d revert back to the way I was when I entered.” Calhan said returning his gaze to the shadows. The Stalchildren seemed to have decreased in numbers and now only one or two roamed around outside the firelight.
“Well, can’t you go back now and revert then come back?” Gerad asked.
“Ha, doesn’t work that way. If I went back I’d revert back but once I stepped outside again I’d come right back to the way I am now.” Calhan answered.
“So the medicine is for your heart?” Gerad asked.
“Mostly yes, but it’s also for everything else. You see, one of my ancestors discovered a brew that could temporarily stall the aging process and gave this secret recipe to a Zora healer many, many years ago. Kelith knew of it and happened to know how to brew it and so she did for me.” Calhan said.
“What’s the catch?” Gerad asked.
“It will only work for so long. Once it stops working, I will continue to age at an even more rapid rate than before.” Calhan replied turning his gaze back to the shadows once more, “You should go get some sleep, Gerad; you have last watch after all.”
Gerad nodded realizing that Calhan didn’t want to discuss it anymore. Getting up he bid Calhan goodnight then walked to where his sister slept. She had kicked off her covers and was shivering slightly in the damp air. Gerad smiled and shook his head as he recovered her. He gently stroked her hair then went to his own bedroll.
As Gerad rolled up into his blanket he thought he heard someone muttering to themselves. He listened hard to figure out who it was and realized it was Calhan. Gerad looked to where Calhan sat but only saw a silhouette. Gerad shrugged and rolled back over to go to sleep.

i dunno if there will be an update next week seeing how its christmas and also i've been having writer's block so we'll just have to see ^_^

Well Calhan's age is unexpected, but his lore sage story sure does clear up his heart attack.

yay glad it made some kind of sense

Merry Christmas and happy new year!!!!! here's the first half of chapter 25 hopes you like!

Chapter 25

The three trouble makers…

Gerad groaned as he rolled off of the root he had fallen asleep on. It was still night as he sat up and tried to rub the soreness out of his shoulder, Calhan still stood watch so Gerad figured he hadn’t been asleep for very long. He sat on his bedroll and stared up at the stars, or tried, the sky was dark because of the clouds that blew overhead.
Gerad sighed as his gaze drifted toward the fire. Aerica sat next to it staring into the coals, Meko sat on her shoulder leaning back against her neck. He saw Gerad looking in their direction and nudged Aerica.
Gerad got up and walked over to them and sat down next to her. She gave him a small smile and went back to staring into the fire.
“How’s the arm?” Gerad asked her quietly so not to wake anyone else.
“Fine.” Aerica replied.
Gerad nodded and they both sat in silence as they stared at the fire.
“Does your sister know about us?” Aerica asked him suddenly.
Gerad thought for a bit, “I’m not sure, I think she suspects but I haven’t told her yet.”
Aerica nodded.
“Do you want me to tell her or wait for her to ask?” Gerad asked her. Meko had flown off of her shoulder to perch on her knee.
Aerica looked back at Gerad, “It doesn’t matter to me. I will love you whether she knows or not.”
Meko started coughing and Aerica turned her attention to him, “You ok Meko?”
Meko nodded as he let out a big cough; though they could just hear it. Aerica smiled at him as she rubbed his wing with her finger. Meko smiled back up at her then his smile faded as she turned her attention back to Gerad.
“Well, I’m going to go back to sleep. Goodnight Gerad.” Aerica said leaning forward and kissing him.
Gerad kissed her back and smiled at her as she stood up and went back to bed. Meko landed on Gerad’s shoulder and Gerad turned to look at him.
“What’s up, Meko?” Gerad asked him.
“I don’t mind that Aerica has fallen in love with you. I don’t mind that you love her. But she and I and even your sister aren’t the only ones that have to be ok with it. Friendly advice, keep the lovey dovey stuff to a bare minimum when we get to Kokiri Village until after Aerica has a chance to talk to her parents and the Duku Tree.”
Gerad thought about it, “I get your point. Are you going to talk to Aerica about it?”
Meko nodded, “Yes, I’ll handle that. Goodnight, Gerad.”
“Goodnight.” Gerad replied as Meko took off and flew to Aerica’s bedroll.
Gerad shrugged and returned to his bedroll and tried to get back to sleep, after flipping over a couple of times and finally finding a position off of a root sleep claimed him.

Gerad woke to the sound of an argument. He sat up and stretched then froze. As he looked around he realized he wasn’t at the camp anymore.
“Gerad.” He heard Calhan’s voice say and looked to where it came from. Calhan stood on a slightly raised platform of some kind of reddish orange granite. He wore his Sage robes and a somber expression.
“Calhan? What’s going on? Where are we?” Gerad asked standing up. He looked at the ground and realized he was standing on a platform in the shape of the Triforce. He recognized the symbol well, the three triangles, two as a base and one on top all three forming a triangle. The bases were wisdom and courage, which supported power, for without wisdom or courage power would not stand, or so his mother always told him.
Looking around him he saw other platforms arranged in a circle around the one he stood on, each platform was a different color and as he looked closer had a different symbol on it. There were seven including the one Calhan stood on.
“This is the chamber of sages, Gerad. I called you here to discuss some things with you and to introduce you to some people.” Calhan answered. Gerad gave Calhan his attention, he noticed Calhan seemed so tired.
“Calhan, are you ok?” Gerad asked.
“You’ll understand why I appear exhausted in a minute.” Calhan sighed rubbing his eyes.
Gerad raised his eyebrow, “Ok. What did you want to talk about? And why couldn’t we have done this in camp?”
“Just humor me.” Calhan sighed.
Gerad held up his hands, “Ok, no problem. What you need?”
Calhan sighed, “Gerad, please, do not hate me for what I am about to say. I say it only because I have to warn you to the possibilities as Lore Sage. Though I hate to even think about doing this.”
“Calhan, you’re starting to scare me.” Gerad said narrowing his eyes.
“I know, forgive me.” Calhan sighed.
Gerad waited for Calhan to continue but he seemed reluctant, “Who or what are we talking about and we can go from there.”
Calhan nodded, “Dahrin.”
Gerad rolled his eyes, “Why when we have to discuss something it always gravitates toward my friends? I know you don’t particularly like my friends but that doesn’t give-”
“Hold on, I’m not picking on Dahrin because I don’t like him, I honestly don’t care who your friends are. This has nothing to do with who I do or don’t like.”
Gerad looked at him skeptically, “Yeah, sure.”
“Look, I wouldn’t even be bringing this up if I even thought it was the least bit unimportant. But the fact is, Dahrin is part Evil Sage as well as Spirit. And his alter ego that we saw in Zora’s Domain will resurface given the right incentives.” Calhan said earnestly as Gerad turned away from him.
Gerad stared at the Spirit Sage platform as Calhan continued, “Dahrin is his original self for now. But he cannot be brought close to death like that again or even Selene won’t be able to save him a second time.”
“Is there any way to eradicate the Evil Sage from him?” Gerad asked turning back to face Calhan.
Calhan was about to answer when he stopped and rolled his eyes, “Yes, you may come out in a minute.”
Gerad stared at Calhan, “What?”
Calhan took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “Gerad, I have some ladies I need you to meet. Please keep in mind their stature and don’t anger them.”
“Ok.” Gerad said slowly and waited.
“You may come out now.” Calhan said over his shoulder.
The three pieces of the triforce symbol Gerad was standing on began to glow their colors. Gerad stared down at them and almost jumped out of his skin when something emerged from each piece. Once the beings were out Gerad noticed they were female.
The one in front of him had hip length fire red hair, had a strong build, and when she opened her eyes they were the darkest ruby he had ever seen. She had a thin face with very seductive lips that were twisted in a sneer.
Gerad glanced behind him and saw another woman with jaw length dark green hair; her build was a softer kind of strength than the red ones. She had dark green eyes and a kind face.
The woman on his other side had blue hair that reached to her ankles. She was also slightly smaller than the green one and was the softest in build of them all, she seemed most vulnerable. She had a soft kind face and the coldest blue eyes Gerad had ever seen, making him rethink the vulnerable part of his analysis.
“Gerad, meet the three goddesses.” Calhan sighed.

Well that was certainly unexpected, I thought the sage things place was far away, but they probably used magic and stuff.

yeah that explanation works :P

hahaha, your reply would make one think that you did not actually think of that issue.

and if i didn't you'll never know :P

it could also be the fact that he wasn't really there just his soul pulled there through Calhan's powers as Lore Sage. or magic either or works :P

I thought of that too, but pulling his soul out?? No magic, and faries make much more sense lol. I must say though you do describe the goddesses accurately, and I like the personality you give them with their body language, like how the red one had a sort of sneer, and the blue one had a cruel cold stare. It has a nice effect. Keep at it.

yeah that reply was off the top of my head :P

thanks for the comment, i tried to describe them the best i could just wait till the second half of the chapter