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7 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
7 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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8 yrs ago
It does.
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8 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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"Hopefully not staying for long, but at least until I can find a way to get out of here without making a trip to the local jail." Eldarin said cheerily, "Regardless I'm exploring on tales of the Black Ichor, not so sure that's a wise idea anymore given just this place doesn't seem to take well to newcomers, but I've come this far already." Eldarin explained and crouched down next to the furnace, tempted to stretch his hands out for warmth but avoiding it less the stranger turned out to be anything less than cordial. One could never be too cautious after all.
Eldarin attempted to let out a pleasant smile, despite the rather dark atmosphere. "You got me, what gave it away, the haircut? Oh and uh, thanks for bailing me out of that mess, just a big misunderstanding was all." It was a weak joke but considering the man in question looked like some sort of vampire Eldarin was rather proud of the fact he'd managed to get a joke out at all. Of course he might be inquiring this to see if anyone would miss Eldarin if he died but he was trying to think positive.
*lurks festively*
A split second to decide. He could keep running, hoping that he could keep outpacing the guards. But he was in the twisting maze that slums were with no idea where he was going, every second becoming more and more likely to lead to a dead end. Or he could put his blind faith in the figure offering a hand from the darkness. Eldarin's trust had lead him to places both high and low and this figure could very well want his possessions or his life, or simply to help him out. Uttering a quick prayer Eldarin turned and headed towards the figure, hoping he'd made the right choice.


Dawkin initially dismissed the Pokemon watching him but something made him took a second look. Perhaps it was the odd coloration or the confidence that echoed his own. Regardless Dawkin scanned it with his Pokedex, finding his suspicions confirmed. This was no ordinary Pokemon. He only spent a moment deliberating his next action. He had 5 Pokeballs, therefore a missed attempt or two wouldn't matter overly. Dawkin gave the floating Pokemon a smile and gestured to the side with his head: right before a Pokeball came hurtling towards it. He'd subtly given it an underhand pitch with surprising force while hoping to distract it long enough for the Pokeball to land. Between that and disruption of the swarm he hoped to at least momentarily contain it, though he doubted it'd stay in there long.

Atlas made a pleased noise at being patted and bobbed his head up and down, though it was hard to tell whether it was in response to being patted or an answer to Martin's question. Regardless his eyes widened as he suddenly remembered part two of the plan, as well as the associated reward. Without waiting a moment longer he turned around and charged towards Dawkin. If any Volbeats remained they’d be unceremoniously shoved out of the way until Atlas arrived at his destination, mere moments after Dawkin hurled the Pokeball, exactly as he had hoped for. If the throw was successful Dawkin would tell Atlas to headbutt the Illumise as soon as it broke free, if the pokeball missed a mud slap would be used instead to attempt to bring it down.
Eldarin only spent a moment of consideration before he turned to the right. A rich district would have more guards, and anyone he found would be more likely to turn him in. The slums wouldn't necessarily give him any more help but they probably wouldn't hurt either, the poor tended to not look favorably upon the upholders of law and order that made them that way. Plus the money tended to go towards the middle so he'd probably have to run through the slums to escape the town anyway.
!gnipoob esrvevr esirprus

read right to left ^.^
Eldarin frowned, well this was a somewhat interesting, if unfortunate turn of events. He couldn't run out of the town, he'd never be able to move forward again. His only chance was a mad dash through the streets, either until he came out the other side or found somewhere safe to hide. At least Bronwick had stopped the closest guards. Eldarin glanced around, seeing guards swarming, and ran down a side street with no one immediately in it. He planned to race through the town and hopefully come out the other side. That being said he had no idea the layout of this place so it was really going to come down to luck.
@Zanavy plan on updating soon? I'll fill in some details if you busy.
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