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Current Shit's rough right now. I'll get back to you guys when things settle down...

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Oh that's not a big deal at all. Pokèmon in this setting evolve when they're ready, when they've matured sufficiently. This may mean that they've grown in strength or intellect or simply that they've found their place in the world... anything that can mark a turning point in one's life. It may be something that happens all at once, in a fit of passion or rage... or it may be that the pokèmon will slowly gain a sense of nearness, of maturity, until one day it's simply time.
@Kabling That could work XD. It's worth noting though that you don't know who you're fighting yet!
@bobbananaville Actually, we were already in Allure, but we'd retroactively decided to make a team and to base that team out of treasure town. So we've got to meet up, form the team, and then accept our first mission before we can get to the forest. o-o

We'll get there! Buuut... getting there quickly may be a little awkward. XD.
@Evanist By the way, just added Aelvail to the factions dropdown!
HYPE AWAY NERD. :D.
Dunno your style so I dunno what to suggest for a character; plenty of possibilities! Get with me if you have any questions. If I don't have the answer I'll boil one up and plug it in as many places as you like.
@Kabling I'm confused about what you mean!
Recruitment may be closed but there's always room for one more. :P.
you're welcome to throw up a character and join either team, if you like~.
Feuertanz, Schwarzenburg Gate

On an impulse, Feuertanz slipped the little golden candelabra off his neck and pressed it into Alina's nervous hands. He says nothing for it, only flashing her a friendly and reassuring smile. "Well, I'm sure you can guess my stance on fighting!" Declares the small quilava, who nonetheless may well be among the tallest of the group by simple virtue of race. Lusser's remark held his attention for a moment as he went on to elaborate. The reference to the dragon's criminal background completely flew over his head though - the banker's son wasn't at all off the mark when he thought of Tanz's naivete. "But! ...If it comes to that, if it truly comes to that, I am confident in Anhara's gift." Of course he was. Without flare or ceremony, the acolyte rolls his paw over and snaps his fingers, spinning a small and simple flame into existence, cupped in his palm and cradled close to his breast. He showed no caution toward the cloth, which seemed almost to pull the little flame inward.

In any case, now he turned his full attention to Eralion. He dismissed the fire, waving his paw as though wafting smoke, and bows to the supposed knight. "In any case, though it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, It grieves me to hear that you have suffered such treachery. I hope that Sabiland agrees with you, even if it is not quite home. We will always be a singular people, regardless of the flag that flies in our castle." He gestured offhand to the Moere banner, rising over the square in which a second expedition was gathering, well out of earshot.
@Ridlins I set it up in a pretty neutral setting so that people only needed a reason to be in the castle to join, but your character is definitely an outlier. It's possible that we may have to wait until the group ventures outside the city before he meets up with them. If you would rather he join immediately, well... there's absolutely nothing but himself stopping him from just walking into Schwarzenburg. They don't exactly keep the place on lockdown and they don't chase out people that could potentially prove to be either paying customers or valuable assets.
Feuertanz, Schwarzenburg Gate

Feuertanz was fiddling with the little golden candelabre at his neck, working a kink from the delicate chain when the crinkle of paper alerted him to the dragon's presence. He looked up with a start! Oh dear! The tone unnerved him at first, but he let Lusser speak his peace before replying. He rallied admirably, stepping forward and grasping the other's paw with both of his own, one inside and one out for an energetic handshake! "A pleasure! I do apologize if I was brazen last night. As my mother said, it is better to ask forgiveness than permission!" His paws were warm, despite the biting cold, and he released the dragon as a second joined their number - and a third not so far behind her!

Working quickly, the little quilava slid up alongside Alina with a confident smile and put his arm over her shoulder. Now this was somewhat uncomfortable territory for him; he really didn't know what to do about her commander or her evident reluctance. But he saw the fear in her eyes and he latched onto that. He wanted to reassure her. "Well, Alina, I for one am happy to have you. I like you already; you're beautiful. I can tell that you're sharp, I can see it in your eyes - so why don't you quit hiding behind that little flyer, huh?" He didn't prolong the contact, sliding off of her so that it didn't get weird (did she already thing it was weird? He hoped not!) and gave her the same energetic handshake with which he'd greeted Lusser. He made absolutely sure to make eye contact, since she seemed so keen to avoid it!

Of course, Feuertanz had absolutely no way to recognize Erion's royal blood. He was foreign, that much was clear by his accent, but that wasn't anything unusual. Yet he handled that Espurr a little more gently, who was less than half his height - such small creatures! He grasps the newcomer's paw nonetheless. "And you as well, welcome, all of you. What is your name? And yours, sir dragon?" He stepped back from the princeling and took point near the gate, holding his paws wide. "I am Feuertanz! I'm glad you've all chosen to come with me on this expedition. We will wait a short while to see who else might arrive. We'll be venturing north to Mannheim you see, to the old ruined city - because nobody knows what's out there. We'll be working together, so may I ask for introductions? I'm an acolyte, by the way, a student of Anhara for those unfamiliar."

Nihonto, Schwarzenburg Square

Accosted by an all too familiar face, Nihonto was rather caught off guard. But he held his ground - while Thorvald was no doubt a threat, he wasn't about to lose his cool over a single spear in his face. Instead he took a careful step back, raising his paws with the palms flat, a warding gesture that expressed his desire to diffuse the conflict. Simultaneously, the same position put his paws in a good position in case he did have to defend himself - from this point it was a small motion to grab or deflect the weapon whose haft was simply wood. "...Thor?" He asks, his ears folded against his head. "... I thought you were dead! Look. You're not the first pokemon to have it out for me." He spoke, watching the other lower his spear. "...But I've got a job and unfortunately that job gets messy sometimes. People die. I have to kill them. I'm good at it. Younger soldiers get pressed into the military - I don't like that policy but what can I do? It's practically rule number one of the Empire. As for your mentor, he was a smarmy little shit and he deserved it."

The last, though, he said with a faint smile. Was it a joke? Partially. The knight took his sword, Nagina, from the ground and slid her into her sheath at his side. "If you remember anything about me, Master Thorvald, it's that I mean what I say. This mission isn't primarily to help those affected by the... for lack of a better word, we're going to call it an attack, because it sure as hell sounds like one. I'm not a doctor. Are you? The nearby villages are likely better equipped to send relief and we're short on supplies here as it stands. If we can help, certainly, we will. But our primary goal is to figure out WHAT has caused it, and who, and how we can stop it from happening again. And I will take anyone that wishes to come- as long as you understand that I cannot guarantee your safety."
His gaze settles on the cubone as he says this - a gentle reminder that she's rather small, and seemingly rather young. But he was thus when he first went to war; he wouldn't deny her if she so chose.
XDDDD. I kinda wish Thassa had some reason to get involved with you, Zombie. I like your marshtomp's antics. But we've got a group to put together! So aweeeey it is.
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