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I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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Dawkin Trustram



"Whooper Water gun again. Atlas, Metal Claw the Golett that's armed." Technically he wanted to help the girl being carried away, but she did say that she wanted to try to communicate with whatever temple spirt was in control here, and it'd be rather impolite of him to ruin her chance to do so. That's not to say he wouldn't do the same thing he'd done for Amelia, and tail her in case she got into trouble. "Amelia are you all right?" Dawkin asked and he hurried to help her up, the fall hadn't been a big one but even a small fall could be very painful if you landed wrong, as his little brothers could testify too.






Col Ward



Col felt tears come into his eyes from the pain and quickly evaporate in the midst of the searing heat. He guessed if he lived much longer than the next five minutes his skin would probably be heavily burned, if not permanently scarred. Just as Col felt he could bear the heat no longer, flames raced outward, creating walls of flame that were escorting them to the stone. Not sure what was going on, but not exactly wanting to waste time questioning it, Col ran towards the glowing stone. Merlin slobbered over his face, causing Col to let out a laugh, caused by a mixture of stress and surprise. Perhaps he should've just trusted Merlin from the start. Regardless it seemed they were safe for now, the flamewall, caused by who knows what, was keeping the Wolfborn at bay.

However the ground rumbling beneath them seemed to indicait they were not yet safe. Col had just began to voice a question when an ungodly noise erupted all around them and the very earth they stood on collapsed, sending the lot of them tumbling to the ground. If it could be called that. Col was alarmed by a pervasive silence that was an almost painful contrast to what he had just heard. All around them was pure pitch black and Col's stomach informed him they were falling, though it was impossible to tell if this was really the case. All Col could do was stare and try to figure out what was happening.



Sofia Stien - The Hideout


"Really?" Sofia asked with a sudden surge of interest. "Do you think you could maybe get some for me? Oh I'm Sofia and Whismy by the way." Wait had headhancho just called her cute? She wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about that. Was she cute? She'd never thought of herself as such. "Am I cute?" Sofia asked herself quietly. Her clothing choices were always rather drab, albeit comfortable, her gray sweats and sweater that she was currently wearing par for the course. The only thing that could really stand out was her face, and that was more so due to the blotched line of skin across her right cheekbone and the short, jagged line of scar tissue on the other: the marks easy to see against her pale skin. Of course her blue eyes drew attention as well but Sofia wouldn't think of that. During all of this thinking Sofia stared at her chocolate milk that she was sipping contemplatively.
Dawkin Trustram



It seemed Amelia was not content to be put to sleep and see what happened. She released all her pokemon at once, rapid fire commands following their appearance. Joshua had managed to catch up and commented on the situation. Did this guy follow Amelia all over the place? He seemed knowledgeable and understanding before but now he wasn't so sure. Whatever.

"Thanks for the warning." Dawkin said, reluctantly keeping the venom out of his voice. Having said that he left his hiding spot to help Amelia, releasing his Pokémon as well. "Whooper, watergun the one trapped in the firespin if he gets out. Atlas, Metal Claw the one holding Amelia" Between that and the Pokémon Amelia had used, this should be cleaned up pretty quick.

Whooper would carefully eyeball the one trapped in the firespinning, waiting for any sign of the Golett escaping or the spin vanishing to give him a chance to attack without his own attack being diluted. Atlas meanwhile rushed headlong towards Amelia, just in case her own Pokémon didn't manage to free her.






Titania





Titania was relieved to see the enemy was defeated quickly whilst pincered between the two groups and without much injury. The pair they'd rescued seemed to consist of an overly armored fellow, perhaps to compensate for his evident lack of combat experience. Titania had never fought with a lance before but even she could see that he was holding it like it was going to spring out of his hands at any moment, a far cry from the casual strength that her father held his own weapon with. However more importantly, the girl next to him was wounded. Titania glanced behind her at Aldo's call out. Well between the approaching enemies behind her and her wounded ally in front of her, her choice was simple. Titania ran forward towards Viridia with her mend staff. "Let me help you with that injury, we're not out of this yet and we should help each other all we can."
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin inspected the tomb as he followed after Amelia, making sure to pay attention to his surrounding lest any lingering Goletts sneak up on him. The building was massive, even though it was filled with large amounts of sand, a sense of the majesty that was once here could still be felt. Dawkin looked at the unfolding situation with some concern. It seemed the pair that had been captured came to a decision and one of them broke free, causing many of the Pokémon there to chase him, leaving Amelia and his companion. It seemed they also wanted to go deeper into the temple. Dawkin had a feeling Amelia wouldn't appreciate it if he tried to rescue her at the moment, despite the fact that this was the best chance to do so. Well with the lessened security it should be easy for Dawkin to keep tailing Amelia, and unless something else unusual happened that was just what he would do.






Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin paused to listen to what Amelia had to say. Was she sure? Dawkin was pretty confident that his strategy could wittle down at least a large amount of the Gollets if not entirely remove the ones in the area. Furthermore, there was the question of the people being kidnapped, which no one seemed to be reacting appropriately to. "Tch, I suppose you know your way around ghost Pokémon." Dawkin said reluctantly, halting his charge. "Wait, what do you think you're-" Dawkin said with some confusion as Amelia simply walked into their midst, intent on becoming a victim as well. What? Was that really the best idea. Dawkin sighed in irritation. Whatever. He would wait for a bit to see if there was any chance of him sneaking after her, around 5 minutes at the longest. If no chance presented itself he would resign himself to following after her via Gollet.






Titania





A thief? Perhaps it was the same person that had kidnapped Reina. But still, could they possibly hope to catch him while escaping from the town? Aldo was right, they had to keep the Fire Emblem safe. [color=Darkturquoise]"We can try to look at chasing the thief if we can get out of here, which is our top priority. Isolode, as usual, wasted no timing charging directly at the enemy across from them; though it was hard to tell if it had actually been her objective given her somewhat panicked cries, they still had to react accordingly. Titania would wait for Marwood to move forward, she didn't want to get in the way of his horse very much in these alleyways. She would move up to the intersection so she could keep an eye out for trouble as well as move up to help anyone in trouble.
Col Ward



Marque acted as though he hadn't even heard Col and Lorenzo found himself unable to control Merlin in the slightest apparently. "Fire? Whilst we're in the middle of a tinderbox? Don't-" Lorenzo called out to Col. Run? Lorenzo couldn't even get Merlin to move, how did he fancy his chances of running? Bastion had began trying to start a fire anyway, before Col could finish dissuading him. Fire? They were in the middle of a forest, in the center of a tornado of leaves. Wasn't the best case scenario them quickly burning to death? The glacial wind only made things worse, Col could feel his actions slowing with the bitter cold, barely noticeable, but perhaps enough to make the difference in a fight to the death.

Col stopped in his frantic thoughts as the leaves whirling around them suddenly drifted to the ground as though time had stopped, as though in response to the Wolfborn that had appeared on the edges of the clearing. He saw more than a dozen of them in the brief headcount he took. An impossible fight at best. One last leaf feel in front of them, and it felt like the entire world was watching that one little leaf. Even the chilling wind had stopped for a moment. When it peacefully landed the Wolfborn suddenly strode forward, crushing the corpses of leaves and people alike beneath them. Col was desperately thinking of what to do, his eyes roaming anywhere for inspiration, when they caught on a scar that one of the monsters bore.

It seemed that the creature hadn't taken kindly to his attempt to murder it, coming back with friends to finish the job. Still, it seemed missing an eye hardly even slowed the thing down. What did it take to kill these things? There was very little time for thought now, as Bastian's attempts to start a fire brought fourth a spark in the leaves as well as the Wolfborn. Well perhaps a fire tornado was just the thing in a case like this. Col to protect Bastian, gear ready to provide what pitiful defense he could in the face of the overwhelming force that opposed them. Bastian however finally managed to spark a flame, and it spread in seconds, whooshing out in front of them and causing the Wolfborn to pause.

If nothing else, it seemed these creatures had a severe aversion to fire. Col made a sweep of the situation. "Bastian follow me, weapons pointed at the Wolfborn, we're moving to that glowing rock." Col said, jerking his head in Marque's direction. "If we leave the fire we die, but better to burn all the flesh off a limb then lose it to these beasts." Col said brusquely and began inching, painfully slowly, both physically and mentally, towards Marque and his glowing rock.

Between the heat of the fire, the chill of the wind, and the dreadful gaze of the Wolfborn. Every step felt another step along the edge of a razor's edge, each one painful. The sweat dripping down his body felt like blood. His eyes were locked onto the Wolfborn, waiting to see if he'd stepped too far out, or if they would brave the fire to rip him apart. It took conscious effort to prevent his teeth from clenching together with painful force, too prevent any unconscious action that might cause him to slip in any way, physically or mentally.



tldr: Col moves towards Marque
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin was pleased to see that he won the battles without much difficulty. "Good battle kid, see you around." Actually he probably wouldn't given that the kid in question appeared to favor hiding but... Whatever. The two of them moved along quickly, finding the remains of some sort of ancient looking structure. More importantly, there appeared to be a group of tents set up, mostly abandoned save for a group of Goletts and two people on the losing end of a battle. To Dawkin's astonishment the duo simply started talking about the situation as it happened rather than trying to do anything about it, which was just as surprising as the Goletts seemingly kidnapping them. Were they idiots or was he missing something? "I've got to help them." Dawkin said immediately and began moving towards the cluster of Goletts. Water gun would be his best bet for taking them down. Given Amelia didn't offer another course of action he would release Atlas, Wooper, and Tyrunt; with the intent of Wooper harassing them with water guns with Atlas and Tyrunt protecting her.






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