Route 5 [@PKMNB0Y] Leaving behind the grassy plains he had chased the Nidoran into, it was a quick jaunt for Richard back to the main road and ultimately the Ruin where trouble was supposedly brewing. The dig itself was fairly simple. Standing stones arranged in a semi-circular pattern half buried in the ground. A few old stones that were once part of a building stood nearby. One of the tents that had been up earlier though, was now knocked over, and there was clearly a commotion that could be heard as he was walking up. “Awfully uncouth of you cretins.” Laurels voice, noticeably loudest among them. “No need to be like that miss. We’re not here to cause trouble.” A different, unfamiliar voice. Male, this time. A bit gruff. “We just need everyone to clear out while we take a look at this place ourselves. You society types have no idea what you’ve got going here.” “I don’t care.” Laurel replied with a huff. “You interrupted Verdue and Munchlax’s Lunch time, and you should know, that is an unforgivable sin.” “Jeez lady, you’re a piece of work…” Getting close enough to properly see now, Richard could see a duo of unfamiliar people. A rough looking [url=https://i.imgur.com/GTT7J0w.jpeg]red-headed older male[/url]. He was standing, arms crossed. At his side, was an aggressive looking Pawniard that was sharpening its bladed hands against one another. “Can we just beat her up? Simple. Two of us vs. a bougie little baby.” [url=https://i.imgur.com/MoJSbxT.jpeg]Next to him was a younger looking woman wearing a much more severe, cold expression.[/url] “I beg your pardon-! Ah, Richard! Over here! Help me send these two packing, will you?” Most of the archaeologists and researchers had taken a few steps back, not wanting to immediately get involved. Stellar Toy Factory [@Crusader Lord] The ball sailed through the air, the Murkrow too focused on its single minded assault on Sir Lopsalot to notice the ball sailing through the air at it. “Krow!” A surprised cry as it was bonked on the head with the pokeball. Once…twice…three times… Four times-! [center][color=8dc73f]Murkrow was successfully captured! Sir Lopsalot grew to level 7![/color][/center] [hider=Murkrow][center][img]https://www.serebii.net/art/th/198.png[/img][/center] [center][color=8dc73f] Level: 11 Gender: Male Moves: Peck, Astonish, Gust, Haze. Ability: Insomnia[/color][/center] Clarissa Obtained 1000p! [/hider] The danger immediately over, Clarissa was free to catch her breath a bit. She was still locked in the factory, but she at least was probably fine, for now. Well. Sir Lopsalot had taken a bit of a beating and was looking a bit worse for wear, but that was probably fine now that she had got what she came for. That said… Before she could actually pick up the pokeball, the Gastly from earlier would phase through the wall, grab the ball in its mouth, give a ghostly laughed before zipping through a door - consequently throwing it open in the process. She’d probably want to give chase. Unless she didn’t want to keep the pokeball. [hider=Possible Actions] Find pokemon (Specify if you’re looking for anything in particular or how you look) You can’t leave, now. You probably want to find a way out or the pokemon you came here looking for. Random event (Want to bully the GM? Ask him to make a random encounter for you that isn’t any of the above or below. Quality will vary.) [/hider] Ancient Grove [@Pyromania99][@Thayr] The woman didn’t immediately respond. Instead, she’d turn on her heels, quickly and a bit abruptly turning to the trio. Her right hand rested on her hip, her left arm was halfway extended to her side, palm side up, a bit like she was holding some invisible wine glass or something. Her expression though, was distant as she’d gaze at Isla and company. A long few seconds passed. If Isla or Camila were about to speak again, they’d find themselves being interrupted rather suddenly. “...ah, sorry. My mind was elsewhere.” The woman responded, voice soft but distant and perhaps a bit haughty. “Forgive me, I wasn’t expecting guests. I am Leah. What are you three doing here?” “...we were looking for something of mine.” Yasu curtly replied. “I lost it here.” “Did you now? Well, perhaps we should consider this lucky. I do not believe in chance meetings. Perhaps you three could entertain an old ladies question? Do you have any…particular dreams? Or perhaps, desires, wants, it doesn’t matter. Something you wish to accomplish.” “Don’t have one. If I did, I wouldn’t tell a weird old hag like you.” Yasu responded as gruffly as she ever did. “No? Well isn’t that sad…what about you two?” She notably said nothing about the burned bits of the forest or the recent destruction of this temple.