[center][h1][color=00aeef]Hyrule[/color] [color=darkgreen]Warriors[/color][/h1][/center] [center]Word Count: 1001 [/center] [center][color=00aeef][b]Level 5[/b] [/color] - (2/50) + 2[/center] [center][color=darkgreen]Level 9 [/color] - (33/90) + 2[/center] [hr][hr] [h2][center][color=00aeef]Link[/color][/center][/h2] [center]Location: The Edge of Blue ~ Luma Pools[/center] [@Potemking][@DracoLunaris][@Archmage MC] [hr] Link floated on the surface of the lake, watching with a smile as the boat creature took off without a fight. It had just been a weird looking animal after all, not a monster out to kill everyone it met. His arm emerged from the water holding his Sheikah Slate, zooming in on the parent and child. Snap, Snap, register, register, delete, delete, like clockwork. Then he turned around and propelled after the green man to the lakeside. When he saw Peach pull the guy out of the water he was just a few feet behind him, and he stopped to watch curiously. He glanced between the faces of Peach and Bowser, confusion building to the point where he started to doubt his own recollection. No, though, Peach just went off into the jungle and Bowser didn't seem to recognize the guy even as he was insulted to his face. It didn't seem as though it was a reunion at all. "I don't get it. Isn't that Mario's brother?" He asked to himself. Even if you hadn't ever seen the second Mario brother, the family resemblance should have been enough to tip you off. The moustache, the nose, the had with the backwards L. Who did he think he was fooling? Regardless, he swam over to the lakeshore and floated right next to the newcomers and Bowser. "He was right about the outcroppings too. There's one at the lakes deepest point, covered in crystals like he said." He looked up at the man in yellow, the weapon still in his hand, and idly raised the slate and snapped a picture of it too. "Thanks, by the way. I'm Link." He extended his free hand, and then winced as he saw the deep purple bruising that had sprung up stark against the pale skin around his knuckles. They were starting to swell up like blueberries now that the padded interior of the gauntlet wasn't acting as an impromptu cast. He pulled it away. "Sorry, I've got to get that taken care of." He started to putter away along the lakeshore, but he called back to Bowser. "The Princess has the right idea, I'm gonna try and catch some fish. If you start a fire I'll cook everybody lunch." With that he spun around and zoomed off. It only took a few moments of calling out to her to get Blazermate's attention, and only a short burst from her healing gun to set him fingers like they were good as new. Nodding his thanks he took a deep breath and sank back beneath the water. There was an art to fishing. It was a noble battle between man and sea. It took concentration, finesse, and above all patience. Link did not know this art. He had never held a rod in his life. He fished like a cat chased mice, and the propulsive power of the abyssal only made his style all the easier. He slowly stalked his prey, moving steadily ever closer to an unsuspecting lake fish until he came within striking distance, then piled on the power and shot at the slippery things like a toreador. His arms outstretched, his long fingers easily wrapping around the struggling animal and then with a flic of his wrist the thing was gone. Stored into the slate like so many fish before it. He zoomed through the water like this, steering clear of the area occupied by the boat creatures, racking up fish. As he went around the lake, though, he couldn't help but glance at the steaming outcropping and its flashing crystals. Finally, his curiosity got the better of him. He surfaced, taking another gulp of air, then sank down to the deepest point of the lake. Around him he could feel the water becoming warmer as he got closer to it, like the waters of the Eldin hot springs. He studied the jewels set into the side of the thing, tempting him. He held back at a safe distance, pulling out his broken pickaxe, and waited for the thing to erupt like the man said it would. After it finished he would rush in and try and pry one of the crystals out of it. [hr][hr] [center][h2][color=darkgreen]Linkle[/color][/h2][/center] [center][h3][color=red]Merge Rate: 30%[/color][/h3][/center] [center]Location: The Frozen Highlands - Snowdin ~ Morshu's Shop [/center] [hr][hr] "It's okay, I look kind of different than a lot of Hylians now. I'm not surprised you didn't recognize me on sight." Linkle said conciliatorily. "I've been through this town called Lumbridge, and that seems like it's where a lot of us ended up around. It's a pretty long, dangerous road getting there though. Less friendly monsters are all over the place in the wilds." When the man asked about the King, Linkle just sadly shook her head. "Sorry, I've never heard of him. It's weird, but we probably come from completely different times. Lumbridge has like five different Legendary Hero's running around in it." As for the shopping, Linkle took a look around the shop before deciding what to spend her money on. Various adventurous Knick-nacks lined the walls. In addition to armors and everything else he had said he had bottles, a bunch of fishing rods lined up against the wall, a box of deku nuts behind him, some magic beans. Any of them might be worth it, but then her eyes landed on a collection of familiar rolls of familiar multicolored papers. The same paper that wrapped those packages under the tree. It made her think for a minute. "You said you sold lamp oil, right?" She asked. "Do you have any really high quality oils? Something a classy guy made of fire would enjoy? Annd, some of that paper? Some red, some green, and some purple?" She though about it a little more, then held up one of blue rupees. "Also I don't suppose anyone's ever paid for stuff in that nonsense paper money modern people use, did they? I'd be willing to trade some rupees for a small amount of that."