[center][b][color=orange][h2]Azerus Jr[/h2][/color][/b]
Feyhollow forest [/center]
[i][color=orange]21[/color][/I] 

Azerus gave a shiver as he slumped against the hard stone wall and slid down to the dirt ridden floor. A cool breeze signalled the start of night fall and had an icy bite as it pressed against his wet clothes. The water accentuated the red streaks patterned across his torn pants from all the fresh scratches below on his shins and calfs. He looked to his exhausted pokemon who had also collapsed on the floor. It had been a full-on day. 

[i][color=orange]"Good job guys."[/color][/I] he says proudly as he gives them a thankful nod. [i][color=orange]"Treats for you both when we get to the next town. If we ever get there..."[/color][/I]

As much as Azerus wanted a proper rest, the night was not over and there was still much to do and ground to cover. With a groan he slowly got back up and made his way to the entrance of the cave. A short while later he found remnants of his guitar case and some of the packed supplies from within it. After collecting some dry twigs he returned to the cave and used his salvaged tools to start a small fire and prepare a little meal.

[i][color=orange]"Now let's meet our new friend."[/color][/I] He says finding a cheery voice amongst all his ache. Tapping his pokeball, Zubat appears before them in a bright red flash. 

"[b]Zu, zu![/b]" it called out.
[i][color=orange]"Hey! You will all get along. Alright.[/color][/I] Azerus sternly warns. As he cooks his simple canned meal and shares a taste with his pokemon, they busily chat amongst themselves, enjoy the small fire and occasionally search about, never going too far. It was a good bonding moment as they shared each other's company. Zubat was still the outsider and Azerus wondered if it was just because he was new or because both the other pokemon had had bad experiences with zubats before. Either way it seemed to strengthen the rock pokemons bond.

[i][color=orange]"Alright guys, time for you all to get some rest."[/color][/I] One by one he petted and zapped them back into their pokeballs. Gathering the remnants of his stuff, once again he headed back out into the forest. Heading towards the nearest train station. It had been one hell of a day, he was once again battered and bruised for it but his pokemon grew closer and he had a new member to his team. 

[hr]([i]Journey to Atana Mountain Range-on the right path.[/i])
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[hider=Azerus][u]TP:[/u][indent][b]12[/b]
+3 (sunset post)
+0 (league)
[b]TP=15 [/b][/indent][u]INVENTORY:[/u][List][*]pokeball x3
[*]broken electric guitar and case
[*]one set of dirty clothes
[*]one set of rags
[*]scraps of travel rations + supplies
[/list][u]POKEMON:[/u][list][*]Roggenrola-4, injured/tired
[*]Rhyhorn-3, hurt/tired 
[*]Zubat-2, hurt/exhausted
[*]empty
[*]empty
[*]empty
[/list][/hider]