A Calling Upon (Link/Open)

[Triton Augustus]

Name: I Am Cabal
Requirements: 15 Atk, Member of a Squad
Job: High profile target has been spotted in Territory 259. Take the target down.
Bonus: Work with squad partner and capture the target for questioning.
Payout: +1 exp, +$500

Upon a throne of stone Triton rested, feasting his eyes upon the many words held within the pages of the novel his hands softly held. Equally held were the silver clouds above him in the hands of the Creator. They brought no blessing on this day, and no rumble did they set forth. They only wished to wander across the sky in an aimless sloth. 

Around the scaled bosom of Triton was a tightly wrapped bandage, a veil concealing the crimson gash delivered by a reptilian foe.  It still harbored a dull pain that remained upon him like algae upon the shells of the deep. 

It was this hour wherein a call for chase was had through words of light upon his P.T.. Such a command had never been delivered to the islander before, filling Triton with joy. However, his lack of skill in, and truly knowledge of, the quest added to his gaiety fear of failure. 

A notion struck Triton's mind, and swiftly he obeyed: he toiled to decipher the mysteries held within the device upon his wrist in order to call upon his Elvin friend in aid! Once he had done so, the scaled man awaited his comrade's arrival. 

[Link]

Link would be out practicing his Circus act when he got a message from his large blue friend. He would take only a moment to get cleaned up before running off to meet his friend.

"Yo! Triton, you called for me?"

[Triton Augustus]

"Indeed!" Triton assured as he greeted the man with a mighty embrace! However, if the elf used much strength in the embrace, the islander would release a grunt of pain. 

"I believe I am to come upon a man of wrong standing with the Academy. But, truly, this is no task one can do with only two hands, whether scaled or skinned. Pray tell comrade, would you be so kind as to lend me your strength and bow?"

[Link]

Link would be the one caught off guard by the embrace alnd would let out a small squeak as he was squeezed. But he would pat the other man on the back until he was released. Then he heard why he was called...

"Oh, uh, well, uhm... ok? I guess I can help... is it going to be dangerous?"

[Triton Augustus]

Triton shrugged. "Such knowledge is far from me, I fear. But cast aside worry! Send away cowardice! Together we have the strength of many men!"

A boisterous smile would rest upon the islander.

[Link]

Link would only laugh nervously in response.

[Triton Augustus]

"Now come!" Triton beckoned the boy as he began to walk. "The man for whom we search has.. uh..." the islander ceased his speech as he labored to wield the device on his wrist. "I... I ask for your aid, Link," he confessed. 

[Link]

Link would look at the PT Device.

"Ah! Like this!"

Then faster than the eye could see Link punched in a few codes and pressed a lot of seemingly random buttons.

"There!"

He would say beaming.

[Triton Augustus]

Triton was baffled by the elf's speed, and was truly made without word.

After a brief moment, he returned from his stupor and examined the image.

"The man we seek has skin like the sand and hair like that of brown kelp. It not only crowns his head, but sprouts from his jaw as well. None resides on his lips, however. His stature is grand, though his eyes remain below mine. He seems to possess a strength that could rival my own. It says that he was last seen in an encampment within the ruins of an ancient city of stone."

[Link]

Interesting...

"Well, I'm ready when you are."

He would say with a smile.

[Triton Augustus]

At the end of their journey, they had taken many paces, but the sun took few. Before them, fire's breath rose to meet the clouds. Its birthing place was a humble fire fashioned by a traveler that sought to remain only one night. The flames ceased to rage, but fell asleep in an ashy grave.

Triton approached it, and examined the area. He cast his gaze upon his companion. "There is naught here, friend."

[Link]

Link would go to investigate the camp sight. He had years of tracking experience from his father and their hunting trips. As he looked a bit he found a trail.

"Looks like... they are on foot, just one guy from the looks of it... he went that way, he should only be an hour or two ahead of us, we should be able to catch him if we hurry."

He would say to Triton as he pointed in the direction of the tracks.

[Triton Augustus]

A mighty grin grew across Triton's face as he laid his hand on the boy's shoulder. "What joy you give me! Truly I shall never know remorse for requesting your aid."

Twice, his scaled hand assured the elf with a pat. 
"Now let us make haste! Surely we shall locate him!" the islander commanded as his feet chatged him onward.

[Link]

Link would be knocked down by each pat and he would grunt. But otherwise he would continue on his way. Leading the way. It would be a short trek and any time Triton might try to speak he would be shushed by Link. This was a hunt after all. When they got near Link would instruct Triton to duck down and he too would do the same. He would then motion that the target was just behind the bushes ahead.

[Triton Augustus]

Triton labored to understand Link's cryptic language of the hand. However, he understood so much as to lower himself in order to veil his presence from their prey, and did so successfully! He now awaited the further command of Link, who seemed to be threatened by a plant of shrubbery.