Kulero the Alakazam stared forward for a couple of seconds.
It was said that Alakazam were among the most intelligent beings on the planet. Any single one knew almost everything there was to know, from history to math to science to art and culture, and likewise, had the capacity to recall any single experience he or she had ever had, anything from early childhood memories to the exact words in a book that it read at any point in his or her life. One might ask themselves what he could possibly be thinking about. Was he considering the ramifications of his actions? Was he wondering what will happen in the near-future? What about the far-future? Was he even thinking about any of that? Maybe he was busy thinking about what the Hanging Grimstones did, where these strange Pokémon came from and why the Original One chose to bring them here. Was he perplexed? If not, why? Was he satisfied with this outcome, and again, if not, why…?
“This is…” He spoke softly, but somehow, his words rang through the heads of each and every one present. “…an unforeseen consequence. I spent many nights researching what the Hanging Grimstones are, who built them, why they built them, and how I could harness their power to save this world. When I go no solid answers, I plotted many different scenarios and considered which of them was the most likely. Could the Hanging Grimstones be a portal to another world or maybe a weapon constructed by a civilization who hoped to end this era of darkness? If it was neither of those could it be some kind of signal? If so, to what or to whom?”
He paused.
“It crossed my mind that the Hanging Grimstones might summon our champion or champions to this world, but I figured that outcome was unlikely. After all, why would a lost civilization construct a machine to summon other Pokémon from across time and space rather than simply create a weapon or another device capable of harnessing the power necessary to end this blight upon our world? Perhaps they truly didn’t want to end it, but then, that brings me back to the question of what exactly this place is and why it was built…”
“But please excuse my rudeness,” he apologized, “You might be confused as to who I am and why you are here, so please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Kulero. Some people know me as the Greet Seer. I have summoned you here by channeling the Original One’s power through the Hanging Grimstones, the monoliths floating above your heads. Admittedly, I took a great risk by doing this. I did not really know and still do not know what the Hanging Grimstones are or what they even do, but considering the circumstances…”
Suddenly, Kulero shifted his gaze to the Pokémon he was addressing. For the next several moments, he examined each and every Pokémon in his presence, most likely taking in every action and reaction that they made. Going from each one individually, starting with an Eevee and working his way over to a Cubone, then a Cyndaquil, then a Chimcar, and so forth. He speaks as he gets halfway through, “I know you might be scared and that you will have a lot of questions for me, but please, let’s start with the basics. Some of you have already begun introducing yourselves, but if you will, please gather around and introduce yourselves.”
“Again,” he shook his head, “This is a rather different outcome than what I expected, and I… apologize.”
You get the suspicion that he does not know that you are human or that you have no recollection of who you are or where you came from. According to him, you appear to be random Pokémon that have been teleported to this location.
“My invitation extends to the youngster hiding in the trees, as well.” Kulero made it a point to stare in the direction of a Pokémon hiding in the trees some ways away from the rest of the group.