[center][color=darkgreen][h1]Linkle[/h1][/color][/center]

[center][color=darkgreen][b] Level 7[/b][/color] - (4/70) + 1


[color=darkgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] Lumbridge Guild Hall
[color=darkgreen][b]Word Count: [/b][/color]
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[@DracoLunaris][@Lugubrious]

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"You're kidding." Linkle said, he face falling as Kamek explained the situation to her. "Why right now? I just learned what's going on on the other end of that teleporting machine. It sounds real bad. I think we need to get over there but the dumb thing is broken and we need somebody to fix it." She looked down the hole, scowling. She'd trusted that guy. 

Her mind was briefly taken off the guildmaster's betrayal by the door slowly opening up. In ran the three cucoos as the chochobo pushed the doorway open for them with his head. He surveyed the room curiously while they rushed eagerly up to her, hopping up and down. Ready and raring to go. She took a moment to watch them then nodded resolutely. "Right, just one more problem we have to solve." She said, scooping up the hoe and holding it over her head. The three of them jumped up and perched on top, gripping it with their little talons. "You don't have to worry about me, I can get down. You have to keep your hands free for fighting evil." 

She approached the edge of the hole and was about to hop in when she had a sudden thought. "Oh, one thing first." She said, running to the door and squeezing her head past the chochobo. "Rick? Hey Rick?"

"Yeah?" She heard him call back from the chicken pen off to the side.

"The guildmaster was secretly evil and kidnapped all my friends. I'm gonna go beat him up, tell the sheriff for me?"

"What!?!"

She didn't stop to elaborate. There was no time for that. She ran back to the side of the hole. Deep below she saw a series of bright flashes going off at the bottom. That had to be a good sign. It probably meant fighting was going on already. "Okay. In we go!" With that she took a running start and jumped right in, the cucoos beating their wings wildly to slow her descent to non-knee shattering velocity.