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[Color=#67a4e0]Level:[/color] 2
[Color=#e607f8]Experience:[/color] 11/20
[Color=#e607f8]Currently In:[/color] Frozen Highlands, Snowy Ruins
[Color=#67a4e0]Word Count:[/color] 604 (+1 Exp)
[i][color=skyblue]Albedo[/color] [@Lugubrious],  [color=forestgreen]Linkle[/color] [@Gentlemanvaultboy][/i]

 There was still one glaring issue they had to address. Before they continued setting off, Frisk talked with Papyrus for a moment, thinking he should stay in Snowdin and watch over the town for them. As much as they wanted him to join, the whole being forced to fight to the possible death thing worried them. But they promised him that they'd make sure the rest of their friends would be safe. Even his brother. So, waving the sentry goodbye, Frisk hurried back over and took a seat in Linkle's sled when offered.

 For the most part, they quietly took in their surroundings. The bustling activity of Snowdin, and the dreadful path towards the Beneviento Estate were traded out for a silence only snowy forests could give. Linkle filled the silence as she caught Frisk up to speed on what's happened so far, and how the world actually worked. The youth listened intently. They grimaced when they were told what happened to Kirby, then breathed a quiet sigh of relief when she said the little guy was healed in time.

 Their brows rose when it was mentioned Albedo almost cured himself. There were other means to free people? Guess the Alchemist was just that smart. There was a Master of Masters guy who first taught them how the world worked, and [i]thirteen[/i] bad guys they had to fight to reach Galeem. The giant hand sounded annoying too. Dice-headed guildmasters, zombies, and skull hearts, all leading up to Linkle meeting Albedo.

 [color=67a4e0]"Atleast you're not alone anymore."[/color] Frisk told her with a faint smile. They passed by a ravine, which Linkle went over to check if the guy she fought was still there.

 And he wasn't. That's not good.

 The skullgirl tried to reassure them and Albedo that the time-freezing guy would only want to fight her, yet Frisk still worried. They couldn't do anything about his freedom at the moment, so they continued on. The sound of crows started to fill the silence after a while, something that caught the Alchemist's attention. They took another detour to find....

 Ew.

 Frisk's face contorted in disgust. What they found was [i]something[/i] that was probably an animal before it's unfortunate harvesting. Apparently it was supposed to turn into ashes upon it's death. Such was another aspect of the world they were in. Albedo decided to shrug it off for now and continue on. Now all of them were on high alert. But the child remained quiet, as to keep an ear out for anything approaching or nearby. The sound of strife for example.

 The small party picked up the pace to find a group of hunters; of warriors, mages, and clerics, fighting something that looked like an elephant. Linkle wanted to help, but Albedo didn't want to intervene. Frisk simply watched from their spot on the sled. The killing blow was dealt, and the monster was defeated. Turns out the hunters were the reason for the previous corpse, and were prepped to harvest the contents of this one.

 The child decided to wait back on top of the ledge for a moment, and watched the other two make their way down to say hello. Once they knew the hunters wouldn't attack, they followed behind, giving a slight wave to the other team. The knight in gold and silver, D, explained why they hunted game and about "Those that Live in Death". Sounds like zombies. 

 [color=67a4e0]"Think we'll run into those Life-Death things??"[/color] Frisk asked Linkle in a whisper. Oh, they almost forgot. They glanced over to the magic users among the hunters. [color=67a4e0]"Where'd you learn your magic??"[/color] They asked.