As the festivities continue on, a small performance by a band of Gerudo dancers winds through the streets and a rather rotund Goron trails them hawking a number of rather nice looking jewelry sets.
After a short while, a rather loud and boisterous crowd begins to fill the square before the Cathedral. A tall, handsome and weather-worn man in his mid-fifties rises up the stage as the crowd begins to clap. "Now now, we aren't opening the Cathedral quite yet. We're going to get to it, and boy, won't you all be surprised when we do! Oh, but first, a word from Mayor Deverin!" The man, Father Zantus, smiles as he waves a women in her mid thirties up onto the stage. This women, who looks a little worn but bright-eyed as any youngster gets a loud round of applause as she ascends the stairs.
"Thank you, Father Zantus. As you all know, several years ago, our little town was struck with tragedy. Not a one of us will ever forget the nightmare or loss of life that came to us from that horrid man..." Shaking her head, the crowd quiets as memories of the 'Recent Troubles' involving a serial killer and the burning of the former church come forth. "But today, as I've talked and discussed with what feels like half of Hyrule, I learned of a new way of thinking of it by a new friend of mine." Beaming now, she looks out to the crowd and then points directly at Bonsai.
"A nice Deku told me to view this as one would a forest fire, for from it's ashes arise new life and new hope. Today marks a new day that honors the recent dead, honors the time and sacrifice of so many in and around our town, and honors the future that is in our grasp. I have even received a letter from Her Royal Highness, Princess Zelda, commemorating our efforts in rebuilding! So, in just one hours time, I and Father Zantus will be so pleased to open the Cathedral to..."
With a sudden shriek piercing the air, the crowd and everyone turn to see a little girl backing away as a dog walks limping forward from a nearby alley, a small trident sticking from it's side. With a collapse, the dog whimpers once more before it's life is taken to the Golden Goddesses.
And then the noise of fear itself begins to flow forth. Stricken with fright, the crowd goes nuts as Miniblins, cruel and sadistic little blins, begin to hop out from the shadows, from under carts and even from a few barrels!