As if on que, the bashing and crashing of all the commotion dislodged an elegant ornamentle saber from its plaque, positioned hi up on the tavern wall. The sturdy sword came plummeting down, ringging out with a tinging thud as it stabbed itself into the wooden floorboards mere feet from Niccola. It stood up right, wobbling back and forth, calling for attention to its swaying handle. Just begging to be used.
Coincidence, luck, or a gift from the tavern itself... @Redcovey
I'm thinking following the trail will start as a nice uneventful walk in the forest, time to socialise and bring out pokemon. Eventually the marks lead to an area with similar traps as they found before. There will be a few upset Pokemon to either battle or catch.
@Dusksong haha, yea he did plan on riding there... How does one get there?
And yea he briefly met a Diancie, he doesn't know that tho and it just used 'rock throw' on him using his roggenrola as the rock. He will chase after it but not find it again, instead running into something else.
Side note. Just let me know how the mission is progressing, if you want it moved along or a chance for free play, more or less direction. A chance to catch a wild Pokemon. All that sorta stuff. I'll try accomodate as best I can.
16 Vivian's father replied. "No insignia, not that we could see. They moved fast and wore camouflage. They had a routine, I think it was planned or had been done before. I don't know if I have anymore information then that... Sorry." Vivian couldn't help but try comfort her father, putting an arm around him. "It's alright, we'll get petals back and see to it these guys are stopped." Vivian spoke cheery and optimistic but uncertainty was in her eyes as she searched her friends for reinsurance. "right?"
Chapter One: Broken flowers
Poachers, possibly 3, have attacked the Vaud's botanical flower garden, damaging their lively hood and stealing their Pokemon. The friendly trio have now arrived at the desecrated garden, aiding the injured and investigating.
Azerus found himself on the floor and stumbled sluggishly as he got up. Looking around confused he noted his rhyhorn standing in front of him looking as though it hadn't moved and his roggenrola on the floor to the side of him, looking a little dizzy but otherwise alright. Azerus let out a painful groan as his hand felt a large lump swelling in his head. Suddenly remembering the wild pokemon he dashed forward only to see the rustling of bushes as it fled. Swooping up his roggenrola he jumped on the back of his rhyhorn.
"charge!" he commanded it, pointing in the direction of the fleeing pokemon. The chase was on!
So I've decided every now and then the taverns going to anchor itself to a new and exciting world in an unusual dimension. This one is a belated Halloween event.
There are plenty of scarecrows to go around with no strict rules on behaviour or appearance. They will stop pursuing anyone who unloads their sins by confessing them into a human shaped figure and burning it. They will eventually fight back to defend themselves if they must. Otherwise please feel free to take control of them and do so as you wish.
Aid the npc patrons and each other. Find somewhere to hide. Slowly kill em off. Have fun, go nuts and get creative :)
Clay chuckled to himself. One question pushing and over-riding all others. With a grin he replies. "It's really quite simple, it's coz you're in the nameless tavern." And that was his know-all answer, his overall explanation for everything that befuddled her. "and you better get used to it and fast coz things are about to start gettin a whole lot weirder!" He gives her a wink as he starts to casually undress. First his jacket and shirt, then his shoes and belt, lastly pants and socks. Left only in his underwear he gives the group a nod goodbye and eagerly runs off downstairs.
Main tavern floor
[the scarecrow invasion]
Seeing the straw men form from the shadows, the little girl quickly ran to the open fireplace where she chucked in her new toy. It was no disrespect to the man who got it for her but simply a means to an end. Even though the creatures grew around her she never looked away, watching that little straw body ignite and burn, ensuring it all became ash. One particularly large straw creature looked down on her as it freed itself from what ever hell it escaped and walked past. It showed no other interest. Up ending tables and slicing through chairs it began chasing the disbelieving (npc) regulars around the room.
The scarecrows varied in height and size, their agility was of a normal man, their strength beyond it. Each individual straw was as strong as bamboo and the jagged tips as sharp as iron. They were dangerous but not invincible as a large wolf that came bounding down the stairs proved. Just as a nightmarish scarecrow was about to strike an unsuspecting patron. The giant white wolf latched onto its forearm with its powerful jaw and brought the creature down to the floor with a heavy 'thud', where it proceeded to tug and tear at its arm until it ripped it right off.
Unphased by its missing arm the scarecrow slowly stood to continue its onslaught.
There were certain people that the scarecrows seemed to avoid. The little girl being one of them. They gave no explination for their choices but it had everything to do with the girls little rhyme.
Aaaand that encounter was over. A bit embarrassed about being man handled, Azerus shook it of and ignored it as he carried on. He patted his rhyhorn and picked up his roggenrola as he spoke to them. "Hey guys, you did good back there but we need to do better, we're gonna get stronger, OK, all of us!" He looked at his pokemon for some instilled recognition but saw nothing. oh well he thought with a sigh as the three walked to the pokemart. Azerus rolled the three new reduced pokeballs around in his hand. He vowed to put something stronger in these. He had heard stories of dragon Pokemon soaring through the skies above the altana mountain range. He wanted to get one of those. So his journey begun. He and roggenrola rode on the back of ryhorn. He had wanted to buy a saddle but found his wallet near empty, barely enough to cover rations for the trip. He was broke. Soon he might even have to sell his guitar... The trio had been traveling for about an hour now and the town was far out of site when they stumbled across their first training opportunity.
In the clearing before them they spotted a Pokemon. At 2ft tall, the little gray, sylph-like pokémon with its white chest and arms that resembles a dress didn't seem so threatening . It was a pretty thing for sure with a headdress consisting of pink crystals, four short ones cresting along top pointing upward and two long ones on either side of its head pointing downward, with a diamond-cut centerpiece framed by its slim gray ears, while gold nugget sat embedded in its forehead. Sure it looked pretty and expensive but Azerus didn't want a pretty pokemon.
He stared straight into in its wide red eyes surrounded by pink irises. It had to be a fairy type for sure, Azerus didn't imagine 'pink crystal' was a type and these forests were renown for their fairy pokemon. Judging from its lower body that just looked like a large oblong chunk of stone, with a large pink crystal protruding from it, it must also be a rock type.
Fairy and rock, Azerus had no idea what this Pokemon was but he didn't even bother bringing out his broken pokedex to scan it. It didn't matter, it was little and therefore weak. All that mattered was that his pokemon got a nice little battle confidence boost.
"Little rock dude! Attack! Azerus shouted, and with that he did something he had been waiting to try, he picked up and hurled his roggenrola at the jewel pokemon.
Vivian was so grateful to have the friends she did. While her father got bandaged up and her mother told of what happened Vivian prepared every one a warm drink and began packing a bag of supplies. Vivians mother responds to the girls. "Oh thank you so much dear, shame on me asking you young ones to get involved, but I just want my Petals back so dearly. It was terrible, we were startled awake by a tremendous crashing. By the time we raced out it was too late. This large four legged vehicle was..." -she pauses for a moment tearing up as she looked around her garden- "...driving around attacking and ensnaring pokemon."
Viv's father who examined his bandages added to the conversation. "There were also at least two men on foot, running around causing trouble. Spotting, attacking and hooking up the Pokemon to the machine. I tried to stop one of them but I'm only an old man, something darted around a cut me up before I could even get close. I couldn't do anything]" those last words seem to hurt the most. The old mans eyes fall to the floor.
In unison the elderly couple both thanked them for coming, their gratitude was beyond words.
The footprints both start and end in the garden. There are however tire tracks that lead out into the forest. Amongst the chaos and debris of the flower patches, evidence lingers of little battles. There is a swath of leaves, puddles of water, little craters in the dirt and splotches of web.
Chapter One: Broken flowers
Poachers have attacked the Vaud's botanical flower garden, damaging their lively hood and stealing their Pokemon. The trio have now arrived at the desecrated garden and aided the injured and explored.
As Azerus stood in the Pokemon center he tried to contemplate and reflect on the battle, but it was so short lived that it didn't offer much learning. His Pokemon needed to get tougher, he needed to get tougher, that's all there was.
After handing his two pokeballs over to the nurse and while his Pokemon healed, Azerus decided that he had to go somewhere with tougher conditions and a harsher climate. Somewhere he could train and harden his Pokemon pushing them to new limits. Somewhere he could find powerful pokemon that were not little bug or fairy types. He had enough of this back water town already but first he needed supplies.
He released his Pokemon as soon as he stepped foot outside. He vowed to spend more time with, mimicking his rivals methods. No sooner had had he released them with a brilliant flash of red, did he look back up to find himself standing face to face with the woman who bettered him just a moment ago.
Startled and shocked his eyes went wide and his tongue fumbled in his mouth failing to find any words. He just stood there dumbfound for a moment not realising he was blocking the door.
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