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Level 5 - (75/50) + 2


Level 9 - (57/90) + 2






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw


@Yankee



Link was as surprised as anyone that the monster actually wanted to talk, and thank goddesses for that because the chase had started a fire in his tiny legs. He collapsed onto his knees on the platform, breath heaving as much air into his lungs as they could while Kamek kept him occupied. He watched the monster extend what he at first though was a tongue, but was shocked upon realizing that it was the full on torso of a man. That was where the voice had come from, this man fused inside the big mulduga fish. No wonder it was intelligent. No wonder it had closed its mouth to ram the stairwell earlier. That man must be the real weak point.

Which meant, he thought grimly, that the monster might not have been as hurt as he'd thought when they dropped the platform on him. He certainly didn't seem slowed down by it. If he'd had a proper weapon he might have been able to get the man while he chatted with Kamek, but it was right there in front of the teeth and as Link watched a stream of sizzling goo was expelled from the fish mouth and slid across the floor. The man wasn't at all effected by it. Going after that part was both the most effective way to fight, and the most dangerous.

Cadet and Ms. Fortune had made it down and split up, the monster seemingly entirely unaware of them for now. They split up, Ace actually going to retrieve something while Ms. Fortune headed off in the direction he had last seen Junior. Link pulled himself up and started moving again, putting some distance between himself and the mulduga man as he went into a full on wailing tantrum. While he repositioned to begin the chase anew Ace had gotten closer and went to work on the monsters tendrils with those trusty snippers of his. The monster flipped over, ending the dialogue by striking the platform with its balled up fins. The minutes felt like an eternity as the Cadet tumbled through the air before crashing into a heap of metal on the ground floor. It was only when he started moving again that Link regained his ability to breath.

Kamek's dedication to diplomacy as distraction was admirable, but Link didn't think the monster was in any state to listen anymore. If that didn't work than the monster would surly go for the Cadet. He crept closer to where the Cadet had fallen, closer to the monster, and kept his voice low so it wouldn't be heard over Kamek's. "Ace?" He called out. "Can you run?" He whipped out the racket. "If he comes after you, I'm gonna drop on him. I think if I do enough damage to the eyes he has left that might stun him, make him spit up that white body. If he does, swing those into his head." He said, pointing at the clippers. "Then run."

Of course, he planned to drop regardless of if this plan worked. The monster would have harder time chasing two kids than one, and he might just distract it long enough for the Cadet to catch his breath.





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: Frozen Highlands - Alpine Skyline





Linkle was just pulling herself up on another cliff when a sound thundered out over goat village. She looked around. Left was another goat making the rounds, right was a little hay roofed house, but when she looked up she could see Albeto triumphantly blowing the horn.

That was...weirdly far away. Much farther than it had looked from where they had started. She had ended up on a little island jutting up all on its lonesome from the mountain. She put it out of her mind, jumping up and down when she saw Albedo looking her way and waving her arms in the air before pulling them to her mouth and giving a congratulatory whistle. “You must have been flying, I didn't even see you pass me!” She yelled up to him, hands cupped around her mouth. He had probably done something with flowers, or had just figured out a really smart way to go. She walked to the edge of the island and looked down, trying to spot that blue flag the villager hand pointed out to them.

There was a rope connecting this place to another rocky cliff, and Linkle jumped onto it and started to ride it over. Halfway through she let go and let herself fall a short way onto the roof of a nearby house, which she slid down like a slide until her feet were back on the stony ground. Getting back down had to be easier than climbing up, so she found a downward sloping path and started following it back to where she assumed the race had started.
I caught this on ESPN last year, went to the channel and watched marbles race for days afterwards.


Word Count: 1112


Level 5 - (73/50) + 2


Level 9 - (55/90) + 2






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw




Don't be cruel. That was a laugh, Link thought. Here was this big lug trying to eat them, out right telling him that it was his job to terrify people weaker than him, and he had the gall to beg him not to be cruel. Beg. That's what he was doing as he dragged itself across the floor toward Link. For just a moment Link found the monster pitiful, but then it reared up far faster than he had expected. All at once Link's vision was filled with slimy grey flesh, and he sprinted to the side to try and avoid it. Like a tidal wave the monsters crashed down on the platform that had just been supporting him, ripping it from its mooring and sending it clattering to the floor under his bulk. It took a last second leap for the next platform in the line to avoid being crushed. He landed in a roll and then took off running.

The monster came after him, as though following the sound of his feet pounding across the metal. Link felt the platform under him start to pull away the moment he made it to the next, the monster wrapping its teeth around it and yanking it down. Link scanned the route in front of him as he ran, trying to find one that both lead the monster away from Junior and eventually circled back around to a way back up to safety. With the way the monster was able to move even out of water he didn't think there was any way to outrun it on the ground, but he slowed down every time he reared up to try and get at Link. He heard it again, the monster rearing up and slamming down to take out the platform he had just left. So long as he kept moving and regulated his bursts of speed to maintain his stamina, though, Link was confidence he could keep in front of-

There was a another slamming sound behind him, but not the one he had grown used to. It made him glance back for the fist time to see one of the rusted piles of junk machinery flying toward him, driven forward by a strike from the monsters tail. He skidded to a stop as he noted the arc of its flight, slipping on the still wet metal as the junk slammed into the platform in front of him and tore it to pieces leaving only a quartet of hanging chains.

Not even taking the time to think he scrambled to his feet again and ran full tilt toward to the edge, making his leap as that platform to was ripped away. He managed to wrap his little fingers around one of the chain, swinging forward even as he began to slide down thanks to its dampness. He slipped from the end at the apex of the swing, landing clumsily on the next platform. Getting his feet under him and shot forward, climbing up a short set of stairs on all fours like a monkey that led to the next platform where he could keep running.

All the while he felt the rumbling in his gut, and had a sudden appreciation for how hard this must have been on everyone that had crossed the scaffolding earlier. This was a nightmare.





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: Frozen Highlands - Alpine Skyline





This was going to be so fun!

After hearing about the magic of the flaglines Linkle had taken the chain she had ridden in on and weaved it through the mandibles of her beetle, clamping the jaws shut to keep it in place. It was a major relief that they would be able to just ride back up after they found Freya. Maybe when they did they could bring the girl to see her mother.

The other important piece of information they got was that, despite their otherworldly appearance, the masked figure was apparently on the up and up. Just a merchant, if a rather twitchy one. Some of those badges on offer were pretty tempting, but it looked like they only accepted these green stones that were apparently scattered around. "All right. When we get back, we'll have a sack full." She said, patting the bag tied to her belt. Then she stretched out before dropping to a runners start. "On your mark." She said, grinning up at Albedo. "Get set. GO!"

With that she sprinted forward across the dry brown stone. She didn't pick a route, choosing mostly the method that looked the fastest. For her, that meant a nearby springboard. She jumped toward it, kicking downward to land hard. An instant later she was sent flipping high into the air toward the roof of a nearby house. She landed in a roll, dashing forward. There was a rope connecting this house to another, and she could see another springboard sitting enticingly on the opposite roof, but she didn't have the balancing skills to make use of that. Instead she kept forward, jumping off the roof and catching ahold of a latter going up a nearby cliff. She scrambled up the latter like a monkey.

Reaching the top pulled herself up and took off again. She almost ran into one of the wandering goats, but spun around the big guy and spotted a pile of hay bales stacked up against the side of a cliff. She broke for it, jumping up the hay bales as though they were a giant set of stairs before jumping up and grabbing the lip of the cliff above. She pulled herself up and, spotting a rope connecting this cliff to a small one with a cute windmill, undid the chain around the beetle and wrapped it around the rope. She slid down to the windmill and grabbed onto one one of the passing blades, letting it carry her up to the roof in an effort to reach the village peak. She spotted another thin cliff edge from the roof and jumped for it, grabbing on and sidling her way along the lip until she could find a place to pull herself up. Along this rout she was, of course, keeping a look out for pons and bagging them at every opportunity. This slight delay might have cost her the race, but it definitely wouldn't. She was going to lose for another reason entirely.

Linkle had lost the plot somewhere around where she had avoided the goat, and every exhilarating acrobatic maneuver she had employed since then had been taking her farther and farther away from the goal.


Word Count: 1832


Level 5 - (70/50) + 3


Level 9 - (52/90) + 3






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw

@DracoLunaris@Dark Cloud



Link backed up as the gel he had poured started taking on a life of its own. Small flashes of blue shone in the mass of it as it pooled together and hardened, on its own forming tendrils and odd glowing blue growths. The way it moved shaped itself instantly put him on edge, because it had the same semi-alive quality as the congealed clumps of Ganon's Malice. He held the racket up above his head. If an eye formed out of that, he decided, he wouldn't let it stay an eye for long.

Fortunately, perhaps due to there being so little goo to work with, the clump didn't expand further than the mold he had poured it in. Nor did it take any hostiles action. It just sat there, wriggling, blinking. "You can say that again." Link said, lowering his weapon and glancing worrying at the other container of the stuff and reminded himself to be mindful not to break it. It wasn't long after that that he had been draw to the doorway.




As Link watched the room suddenly roared to life. At first Link had a single terrifying vision of a monster far bigger than the one they were dealing with leaping out from the depths, the first monster clutch between its jaws, and slamming its friends into the ceiling with its sheer girth. It wasn't so. Instead, despite how this place was trying its hardest to make him feel, that noise was something going their. As he watched the water started receding, draining out foot by foot. The monster tried one last impotent leap for his comrades in the scaffolding above, but there wasn't a chance of it reaching them any more. As Ms. Fortune mocked it all Link could do was laugh with her.

While the water drained away he took in the surrounding it reveled. Ruined machinery and junk Ace and Ms. Fortune had dropped littered the floor far below. To his left, two stories down and lit up like the GO light in a race, was the elevator that would take them out of here and into some fresh horror. Of course, with the top of this staircase in front of him mangled it might be a little tough getting over there but if they could manage to drop down a floor with the whole thing collapsing them could use the scaffolding hanging down there to reach the elevator.

That would entirely bypass the monster that now lurked below, wailing about the loss of its water. He would have been able to guess what the thing had been so angry about just from context, but "luckily" for him it was able to tell them the cause of its distress with words they could understand. Which meant that it, he, had intelligence. At least, more intelligence than Link had been willing to to ascribe him so far. That was the difference between a Molduga, who would fall for the same trick every time without fail, and the canny Lynel who seemed to have a strategy to counter any trick you cared to try. He wondered what the fish monster would come up with now that it had been put in this position.

Behind him Kamek had joined in on his monster observation. "I think we'll be okay so long as we don't drop to his level." He replied to the koopa's comment. "If he had any attacks that reached far up, he would have used them on Ace and Ms. Fortune when he couldn't snap them up. I doubt he can even jump as high anymore without the water to give him a run up." So long as nothing gave them a reason to go down there they should be safe.

Suddenly a shout drew their attention across the way. Even diminished as he was the Koopa King's voice carried remarkably effectively. The two had a short, loud, conversation where Kamek blatantly took credit for what Link himself had found. His interest was piqued when Bowser confirmed they had found a place to use the molds in the command center. He guessed they really should have checked that first room before moving on. He made a note of that for future reference.

Bowser's next request made his heart sink into the pit of his stomach. Junior was still down there with the monster. Luckily it was Kamek that found him first. Unluckily, he pointed him out. Link prayed to the gods that he somehow hadn't been spotted by one of the monsters unpopped eyeballs, and hoped against hope that it hadn't heard the family conversation taking place up here. "Save the prince. All on a days work." He said, completely unenthused." Tentatively he reached out his leg and put a foot down on the warped platform, steadily putting more and more weight on the metal. It groaned ominously, but otherwise didn't move. He pushed down harder, and as soon as he thought it wouldn't collapse on him he stepped on and made his way across until he reached the descending stairs. Or, at least, what had been the descending stair. It wasn't...that...big of a drop to the next platform. He sighed, and then took it.

He took the impact with the third floor platform at a roll. After waiting a few moments for the feeling to come back and set off, little boots clamping down the stairs to the second platform. This would be close enough, he though. There was another catwalk nearby, fresh if a little soggy, and he jumped over the railing onto it. Careful not to slip he made his way over the network of catwalks toward the fish monster.

What would he do if he was the fish monster, he thought. If this was Link's area to guard, and he was a big fish, he would make sure to know where the drainage room was and head there immediately as soon as this happened both to kill whoever it was that had drained it and find a way to fill it again. That was the smart tactic. There was no way to stop a rational opponent from trying that.

Link, though, wasn't subject to Galeem's rules. The fish monster was. Junior, so far as Link knew, hadn't picked a fight with the fish monster. Hadn't hurt him. They had. He just hoped that was enough to override his reason.

When he got to a place that was out of Juniors path, Link whistled loudly at the fish monster to get his attention. "Hey, fish. Did you like that present we got you earlier?" he called out, rapping himself on the head with his knuckle. CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG, it went. He grinned like the cockiest littler twerp there ever lived and jerked a thumb toward his own chest. "That was all my idea. I just can resist dropping heavy things on monsters, it my go to solution. Anyway, we're going to take off now and let you stew in humiliating defeat. I was just wondering, before we go, if you had any excuses prepared for why you completely botched this? I swear I'll give them to your boss for you when we see her again. If it makes you feel any better you're not dead, so you're at least doing a better job than the last guy so far."





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: Frozen Highlands - Alpine Skyline





Linkle didn't bother holding in her screams on the way down. In fact the only time she wasn't screaming as she sped down the length of rope, only a lessened grip away from plummeting into the sky, was when she let out bursts of near mad laugher. Linkle had not even discovered the concept of a roller coaster, but if she had she would have put this in the same category as far as thrills went.

Unfortunately all rides eventually had to come to an end, and Linkle could see the end of this one fast approaching. Linkle lifted up her legs and let go as she approached, sending her sliding across the ground like a baseball player a good ways before she settled in a giggling mess splayed out on the earth. Still laughing she pushed herself up in a sitting position and got a look at the cozy little town they had landed in. "What a kick!" she exclaimed, hopping up and dusting the dirt and grass from her suit before suddenly holding up her hand to her face and sniffing the grass that clung to her glove. It felt like forever since she had smelled grass. Somewhere in the distance she cold hear bells ringing, and little people whose posture just screamed "villager" went about their day. The whole place felt homey.

Turning around she found Albedo who, having landed far more conventionally, was a few feet away. "Albedo, you're nose is all red." She said jokingly as she approached. Realization then hit her like a brick in the face. "Right, the cold." She said, slightly guiltily. "Sorry, I keep forgetting." It must have been freezing up there, especially with the wind ripping past him. She looked up, following the flag line back to where they had started. It hadn't seemed nearly that long when they were going down it. All at once, she remembered something else. "My sled..."

That thought was interrupted by one of the helpful, brightly clad villagers welcoming them to what she would know as Goat village. "Konnichiwa!" She called back, testing out her new word of the day. "We already are, it's lovely." Another helpful villager warned them away from the goats, which weren't like any goat Linkle had ever seen. They had the horns, the beards, and the inscrutable looks in their eyes, but they also went around on two legs. Knowing goats they were also probably pretty good wrestlers. She made a note to follow the villagers advice.

Albedo took the initiative to find them a way further down. Unfortunately there wasn't one, but they were helpfully pointed toward the top f the village, instructing them to blow a horn to "call flags." Linkle didn't know what that meant, but it sounded really cool. Something was nagging at her though. "Hey, if you guy travel down how do you get back up?" She asked the helpful villager. It seemed to her that down was a one way trip, unless they made the trek back up all the way to the monastery.

After that, Albedo made an offer to race her to the top. It was surprising, coming from him, but it wasn't like she didn't like the idea. "Oh, you're on!" She said, happily accepting. "But first..." She started, pointing across the way at a certain individual. "Check out that guy." She was pointing to the weird, vibrating masked figure hanging out in town. "You wanna go see what his deal is? Just to make sure he doesn't, you know, eat souls or something?"


Word Count: 803


Level 5 - (68/50) + 2


Level 9 - (50/90) + 2






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw

@DracoLunaris@Dark Cloud



As a matter of fact Link did want that suspicious hat, pressing it down over his scalp and giving it a few hearty raps with his knuckle. It let out a satisfying sturdy clanking sound. "Who knows, it could save my life." He already owed his continual existence to one goofy looking helmet today, he didn't see any harm in trusting another.

Unfortunately it seemed to be the only semi-immediately useful thing their search had turned up. As Kamek busied himself checking a random page from the big pile of documents they had uncovered, admittedly something he was interested in himself, Link gave his attention to the molds and the containers of black goo. Curiously, he twisted the top off one of the containers and began to tip it over the key mold. Then, before he began to pour, he suddenly thought better of it. He didn't know what this stuff was going to do, if anything, but if it turned out to be some metal eating jelly he didn't want to destroy the obviously most important mold. Instead he dragged the saw blade mold over and carefully tipped the container until the black goo poured out in a steady stream until it filled out the shape. Then Link closed the container back and took a few steps back to watch what happened.

It wasn't long before he was pulled away from his experiment by a loud, shuttering CRASH from outside. Startled, he ran to the doorway and looked out to see the monster duking back under the surface across the way. Piece of the catwalk slammed down into the water all around, dislodged from the force of the impact, and he frantically scanned the walkways above for any sign of the Cadet and Ms. Fortune. By the grace of the gods they were still up there and Link felt his heart slow down a pace as he registered that.





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: The Cold Monastery





The seconds seemed to tic by like centuries as Linkle waited for the goddesses response. Linkle could only wait and hope that what she had said had gotten through the haze. Then, she heard the rustling and looked up to find one of Albeto's flowers poking its way up out between the drawings. Then, unflinching, he gave her the final push she needed.

Freya. The daughters name was Freya. It was a pretty name, and even the feeling of the Skull Heart bristling with anger over the goddesses unflinching eye contact couldn't quell the feeling of victory at having heard it. This was the name the stranger had wanted, the location he had tried to beat out of this woman. So far the score was Linkle: 2, Stranger: 0, and she was eager to keep that winning streak going. Linkle stood, smiling, as the woman turned her head and buried it in her dog. She softly laid her hand on the Goddess's shoulder. "I swear I will." She said, then she gave the Doge a quick scratch behind the ear and walked to join Albedo and the Father. As she approached she clapped the boy on the back. "Thanks Albedo. I was worried she was going to slip back into...well...wherever she goes."

Father Guerra also seemed suitably impressed with the two of them. He asked about whether that Life and Death stuff was true, and while Albedo deflected the question Linkle just nodded. After all, it wasn't a lie. "Albedo can grow things like that. As for me," She uncomfortably scratched under one of her eyes. "I really don't want to use those powers, though. They're super evil, not something a hero should be using."

At the alchemists prompting, Linkle considered where the misty autumn glenn Skadi had mentioned might be. "I passed some pretty autumny place when I was wandering around, but they weren't misty at all. It could be anywhere, I guess." While Father Guerra pointed out the system of ropes that connected the villages Linkle took her compass off from around her neck and held it out in front of her toward the window. The needle, like most times, spun wildly back and forth but as she watched she could swear it stalled for a moment one...two...like four times while pointing straight down. She nodded to herself. That was good enough for her.

In truth it could have been pure bias clouding her interpretation. Even if she had been trying too it was impossible to hide the naked eagerness on her face at the prospect of riding on the ropes. "Let's give it a shot!" she said. "It sounds like a ton of fun." She presented the compass proudly. "Besides, I think there's a good chance we'll find it down there." The needle was now pointing directly up.


Word Count: 953


Level 5 - (66/50) + 2


Level 9 - (48/90) + 2






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw

@DracoLunaris@Yankee@Dark Cloud



Link was right about the noise. The monster had no sense of stealth at all, rising out of the water and swimming right for the platform where Link had sounded the dinner bell. He didn't stay to marvel at the grotesqueness of the thing plowing toward him, beating feet back toward the steps as soon as it made its presence known. He hadn't had a moment to spare, either, as he felt the wave thrown up by its movement hit him in the back and send him sprawling, soaking wet, through the doorway.

He was face down on the ground when the plan came to fruition, but just because he didn't see it doesn't mean he didn't grin in satisfaction when he heard the wet smack of metal on flesh, accompanied by a noise that was disturbingly similar to what you heard when dropping a boulder of a pack of Chuchus. He was kind of glad he hadn't seen that. The thunderous shrike of agony that echoed through the depths was the last thing he heard before he turned to see the thing retreat back into the safety of the water.

He pulled himself up, proud. After the last monster it felt so good to be able to combat the horrors this place threw at them. A viscous slick of fluids floated on the surface of the water where it had dived, proof as anything that they could be fought. That they could be defeated. All it took was subterfuge and a willingness to use anything to your advantage.

Of course, looking at the sorry state of the platform, it didn't seem like they were going to be able to pull off a trap like that again. Signing, he shook himself off and, with a quick thumbs up to Ms. Fortune and Ace, he turned and disappeared back into adjacent chamber. "It worked." He said to anyone the cared to listen. The gnome, which had busied itself while they were gone constructing a small hovel out of the furniture they had cleared from the doorway, just menaced him again. He thought for a moment about just taking that bomb from it now, but decided against that in a space this enclosed. Instead he turned his attention the the boxes in the room, tearing them open to try and find anything that might be of use. "It's not dead, though. We have to find...something. Anything that could keep it busy. Help me."





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: The Cold Monastery





Linkle hadn't been cursed, because she the goddess wasn't angry. It was worse, she was afraid. Linkle watched as her word warped the woman's face from happy obviousness to agonizing denial, and the guilt that twisted up in her for it was just shy of physically painful. It was just like with Minako, it wasn't the sort of emotion a hero should inspire in someone, and the sight of it left her completely unsure of how to proceed.

Lucky for her Albedo was there with a way to proceed she wouldn't have considered. The prospect of wreaking bloody vengeance against the Stanger drew the Goddess back in, and aside from a helpful prod Linkle could only sit back and contemplate what she reveled to them. They were Norse, whatever that meant. A people, she guessed. But when it came to The Stranger, Skadi had been in the dark. She didn't know him, and he hadn't known her in return. Even still, though, he had wanted to kill her daughter for what "she had done to him."

The daughter of a goddess had to be a goddess herself, or at least divine. Linkle thought back to what The Stranger wanted, and the divine origin of his affliction Albedo had proposed. That could be it, couldn't it? The dumb brute could think that the best way to end his "curse" was to stop it at the source, and from the evidence in front of her he certainly had the strength to at least inflict great pain on god. Skadi's daughter could be the key to everything!

Unfortunately, between the pain of reliving he memory and Albedo asking the very question floating around in her head Skadi bottled herself up again. The dreamy look came back into her eyes, but as she turned her attention back to her dog something she said made white hot anger flash through Linkle's. It not for that the Skullgirl might have been content with letting the woman sink back into her daydreams, but as it stood Linkle made her way forward and knelt beside her and her doge.

"Don't lie about that." She said, in the tone of a disappointed older sibling. "Not to yourself. Not after what you went through to protect her. I know you must still be trying to protect her even now, but you're not. He's invincible. He can search forever if he wants. If you just leave things like they are, he'll find her eventually. We have to stop him first, and I think she knows a way how. If I'm there, with her, I know that I can beat him. I've done it once already, and with her help I can make sure he never hurts her, or you, or anyone else ever again!"

With that she bowed her head to the woman, her tone switching to something resembling reverence. "In the world I'm from when a Goddess, for whatever reason, can't handle the task at hand she calls upon a hero to take up his sword and face the challenge. I know I...might not look it much right now, but I am that hero. I'll be yours too, if you'll only have faith in me."

Like the wriggling of a pit of snakes, she could feel the voice of the skull heart sliding across her mind.

Do not swear yourself to others

Do not make promises you cannot keep

You are my chosen hero

You are my sword

You already belong to me

Spill blood in my name if you are so eager to do so for the broken wretch before you


She shut them out. "Please, Skadi. This is what I'm for."


Word Count: 537


Level 5 - (65/50) + 1


Level 9 - (47/90) + 1






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw

@DracoLunaris@Yankee@Dark Cloud@Archmage MC



When Ms. Fortune and the Cadet got into position and gave him the go ahead he gave them a thumbs up and looked down. He could see into the depths below him through the grating in the floor. He figured it would be the worst for him if the leviathan came at him right from below, so he kept his eyes trained there. From its previous efforts he knew there was no way it could surface with making noise, so all he had to do was listen and he'd know it was attacking from the side. At least he hoped so. "If I miss it, someone shout." He called up before starting.

Link began to jump, his little boots splashing in the water before impacting the metal below. He beat the railing to his side with the racket, pounding it over and over again before sliding the racket inside the railing and whirling it. The sound was, appropriately enough, similar to a ringing of a dinner bell and was cut with the splashes of the racket smacking the water at the bottom. To add a cherry on top to his cacophonic sunday he started whistling, much like you would while trying to call a dog. He had to look absolutely ridiculous, but even still he kept his eyes whirling around searching for any sign of the beasts approach. Given any indication that it was coming he was going to bolt back toward the relative safety of the stairs and through the door beyond.





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: The Cold Monastery





"Yeah, this place is...much cold." Linkle said, staring at the woman. She was surprised? She didn't know what ice was? Was she actually that out of it? As she watched she could see a flash of something around her eyes, like a tattoo or something.

It took Albedo to bring her attention to what that meant. Looking down she saw the ice dog had grown larger with her simple touch. "Hehehe, you're much better than me at this." She said, but in her mind she had already drawn a connection. Tattoos, and ice. This may not have been the person the Stranger had been looking for, but Linkle was getting more and more sure that she was the one Linkle was looking for.

"Miss Skadi?" She asked softly, leaning forward over to doge sculpture. "We really need you help. Do you remember a man that came here? He had red hair and a lot of tattoos. Not kawaii at all, much whoreson. Do you remember what the two of you talked about? I could make you more dogs if you tell me. I'm sure Albeato can too, right?" She turned briefly around to give a hopeful look to Albedo before giving her attention back to the goddess in front of her and trying to gauge her reaction. She desperately didn't want Skadi upset. Even as diminished and physical as she was, the woman was still a god. She didn't want a god to get upset with her and wind up with another curse. She had seen it in the woman's eyes, the power that was still there.


Word Count: 1173


Level 5 - (63/50) + 2


Level 9 - (45/90) + 2






Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw

@DracoLunaris@Yankee@Dark Cloud



When the moogle offered the back scratcher to them he might not have expected anyone to take him up on that offer, but Link was a career hoarder. He accepted it without hesitation and slotted it into his belt as a fallback weapon. Anything was a weapon if you put your mind to it, after all.

It was interesting that the moogle didn't seem at all hungry, but maybe it was just that he hadn't been here long enough for whatever foul magic permeated this place to take effect. "Well, that's good at least. You should probably get out of here before that sets in, this place is..."

Link trailed off as he saw Ms. Fortune and the Cadet reappear up in the catwalks. Were they coming back? Had something gone terribly wrong? His confusing only became more pronounced when when they set to work on the catwalk itself, cutting into the chains holding the platform up and making the journey across them more perilous. For who? Were they being chased by something?

Link's questions were answered as the final chain snapped and the platform went plummeting into the water. Seconds later, it erupted from the depth. As it's mouth unfurled to try and snatch the kids above it Link had never before so badly wished for a bomb. A Molduga. Some kind of horrifically warped sea Molduga, all puss and tentacles and wearing a crown of malicious eyes. For a moment Link feared that it was going to make it, fly up there and devoured his comrades, but it was already falling by the time its mouth snapped shut. It slammed back into the water, disappearing but not gone. Lurking. Still lurking. Its prey was still here.

The moment the thing had broken the surface, without even really being conscious of it, Link had swept the moogle behind him and begun backing up away from the edge of the water. His arms were extended, his weapon drawn, so as to shuffle all behind him back toward the relative safety of the stairway toward the doorway they had entered from. Toward more solid ground, were the monster would have a hard time getting them. As he did his mind went back to Ms. Fortune and why they had just antagonized the thing. The answer came quickly, because there was only one; someone was in the water. They had made it through and someone was trying to lower the water, so the creature had to be distracted.

He looked up again, and wondered if they could do better than distract it.

"I have an idea. Stay here." He said, stepping back out into the depths and whistling up to Ms. Fortune and the Cadet. "OI!" He pointed up to the swinging scaffold above his head, then down at the partially submerged red platform in front of him. "If I lure it over to me, do you think you can drop one of those on him?"

They would have to cut most of the chains first, saving the last for when the monsters appeared, but that monster was at least twenty percent eyeballs. There was no way some of those getting a heavy sheet of metal dropped on them wouldn't stun the beast. Anything was a weapon if you put your mind to it, after all.





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: The Cold Monastery





To say Linkle was taken aback by the woman in the towers basement would be an understatement. That statement would be buried somewhere deep in the earths molten core. Gods were supposed to be august, beautiful, almost incomprehensible things that kept watch on the world from far above. When they had first entered the room Linkle had on instinct bowered her head and set here eye on the floor just in case a real god was to great for her fragile mind.

The sight of this woman did momentarily break Linkle, but not from awe. This wasn't a temple, or some kind of sanctuary. This was a playpen, a place you held children. Messy children, judging by the pictures scattered around. This wasn't a child though, this was a grown woman. A beautiful woman, to be sure, but one that was doing everything in her power to convince you otherwise. She also fit the incomprehensible aspect, but again not at all in the way Linkle had expected. She talked weird when the Father drew her attention, less like she was far above them and more like she wasn't all there.

More than any of that, though, was that she felt way too real. As she proffered her newest picture to Linkle for appraisal the action itself seemed to have too much weight to it. She breathed. She gave off body heat. She was just so..so...there! There was nothing ethereal about this, not like the statues from earlier. It was like she was just an ordinary woman, no different from Linkle or Din or the lady that worked behind the desk back at the guild. Linkle thought for a moment that this must be some kind of prank or mistake.

Then there was the dog which, while charming, was a completely different can of worms.

And yet...

This was the woman that the Stanger had taken an interest in. No matter what, out of everything here, she had said something that caused him to go off. She hadn't always been like this, she had to remember that. It was unsettling to think that the Stranger could beat even a god as physical as this to the point of insanity, but it also implied some kind of connection.

Gently coming out of here shock she reached over and took the picture from the goddess Skadi. She had no idea what a kawaii was, and so had no idea what the woman was asking her. She didn't want to offend her or anything. Then she had an idea of how to find out. She smiled, held up a finger to Skadi, then knelt down. She took a deep breath and placed her palms on the floor between the scattered drawings, then looked at the dog sitting in the middle of the room.

Her hair flashed blue as she poured cold onto the floor. Ice started to grow, first as a thin sheet between her hands before it began to build upwards. Linkle bit down on her bottom lip as she concentrated, growing the ice into the shape before her. Steadily it began to take form, paws sticking out and tail curling up out of a loaf of a body. A chuffy neck rising up, and from it three points the molded themselves into ears and a snout. In a few seconds the ice had arranged itself into a replica of the dog about the size of a bowling ball. Linkle looked up at at Skadi from her kneeling position, he hair shifting back to its prober color. She had only one question. "Kawaii?"
Real life always comes first, no worries.


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Link


Location: The Bottomless Sea ~ The Maw





Link looked surprised when the moogle appeared, leaning in to get a good look at it as it flitted around checking out the maw. It was so completely out of place it was laughable, with it's fat little doughy limbs, its red fruit like pom-pom, its sweet roll shaped nose...

Link had to pull back when he felt the drool start to leak out the side of his mouth, swallowing it in one go as he got a grip on himself. He couldn't help it. He had never noticed before, but objectively speaking moogles looked like they had been baked into existence.

He closed his eyes and focused, biting down on the hunger gnawing at his stomach like an apex predator out to show a rival who was boss. As he did his companions stepped forward. Kamek briefly explained the situation before turning his mind to practical concerns of supplies and possible reinforcements. Maybe even rescue, in the unlikly event it came to that.

Glenn, meanwhile, immediately put forth the request Link himself had been considering.

"To be more clear," he started, having beaten down the craving enough that he could look at the moogle again. "The Maw is a massive ship in the middle of the Bottomless Sea in the Edge of Blue. As far as we've been led to believe it's carrying us closer to the Edge of Blue's guardian, but we got ambushed by a monster in the foyer that did this to us. Then we all got dumped into the garbage. We're all all right, and right now we're trying to climb our way back up the ship."

He thought for a moment, then added. "Do you feel hungry at all?"





Linkle


Merge Rate: 31%


Location: The Cold Monastery





Linkle got up and followed the old father to the window. It turned out he knew exactly who she had been talking about. He hade been here before, searching like they were now. Searching for someone. Had he come here to find the same thing they had? He hadn't found them, though. Was that because they weren't here, or because he had been driven away before he could? From the way the father talked he was definitely another fighting priest.

The second thing the father reveled to them was the existence of something called the "internet." All you needed was some machine and you had access to all human knowledge? That was like magic, and if they found one of these computer things it wouldn't just be a help to them. She could take it back to Alchamoth and show everybody. That would be something to keep in mind.

The third, most mind blowing thing, was that there a god working in their kitchen. Not just one of them, but apparently three. Three actually walking talking physical deities were making their home at this monetary? How was this not a huge deal to this man. Sure his god might be big and powerful like the golden trinity, but there were always smaller ones around. Just because they had jobs didn't make them less important.

She took all this information in, mixed it around in her brain until it spit out a path going forward. "Well, first, what happened when the Stanger showed up? How did he act, what did he do while he was here exactly? Did he give you any clues about who he was looking for?"

"After that, heck yes I want to meet a god! I want to meet all these gods! I guess we should start with the closest one. Skadi, right? Is there anything I should do to be respectful? Does she have an offering that she likes?"
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