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Duncan glanced at his horse. "Not very much," he admitted with slight apologetic tone in his voice. This horse had brought him this far and was coping as good as could be expected. But in truth this horse wasn't more than a quickly found replacement of his well trained, battle hardend destrier that had died in a dragon attack. He still missed the noble steed that once was his companion in his travels and tournaments. "If I didn't need this horse to travel I would leave it under someones care." Duncan reasured his horse again when it acted nervously again.

Gnol looked from Noble to Comet. "You need your dragons attitude." the Dwarf remarked amused. "Comet nailed it." It was unfortunate the forest didn't let them travel faster, but traveling in the open was too risky at this point. His horse whinnied shortly and Gnol patted him. "Yes, I know, there are probably wolves and bears and whatnot in the forest." Gnol wasn't worried, the group was large enough to scare off any predator within a mile.

Alan put his thumb up before he tried to find the best way to sit while dragonback riding. When he felt he was sitting as comfortable as he could he tuirned his attention to Ricky again. "How good are you at handiwork? Perhaps we can craft a makeshift saddle for Mercury when we camp later. We could perhaps grabs vines, twigs or whatever to make something perhaps?" he paused before he winked and grinned. "I have quite nimble fingers so I'm sure I can help you out there." Usually his nimble fingers helped him to some coins from other people pockets but he was sure he could help with making some kind of rope saddle or whatever.

RedClaws passed the messages on to Crreessa and she nodded.
Crreessa turned to Seb when he asked 'where are you'. "I'm right here silly," she responded. "Where else would I be? Geesh boy, that thinking earlier must really have hurt your brain badly." She shook her head. Just her luck, she had a passenger with mental issues.
Her eyes followed Damien and orian and when the marking glistend she bend a bit over to be closer to RedClaws ears. "That look so pretty, do you have glistening markings too?"
RedClaws nearly choked on air when she asked that. "I DO NOT GLISTEN!" Crreessa rolled her eyes. "Ok fine, drop the mood already." she paused as a mischievous glance entered her eyes. "It's just you would look so pretty in sparkly, glistening markings," she said
sweet-voiced.
"Female, I swear I'll drop you if you ever again put me and the words sparkling, glisening or any other synonims of the word in one sentence." Redclaws roared.



"You follow the group of the Dwarf, I'll follow the rest that flew off." the female shapeshifter said to her brother. She was the faster of the two afterall so it made more sense she'd track the dragons that flew off.
"Fine," the borther replied. "You better hurry." She left immediatly but couldn't resist slamming her tail against her brothers snout when she passed.
The male trotted out of sight of the group on horseback. He especially didn't want to get too close to the big old dragon or the smaller dust-speading dragon. No he had to track as inconspicuously as possibly. Good thing dragons have a distinct scent and the scent of a dwarf and two humans was easy enough to track too.
He was glad they managed to avoid the hermit all together when they noticed two groups departing.
When he came a bit closer he had to back away again as the skittish horse of the knight smelled him.
Another peak made the Dwarf's pony act up. He had to be more careful and increased the distance again. He wouldn't loose them if they were out of sight, he could smell their tracks.
I looked it up when you said it XD
"Solar beam?!" Sarah uttered surprised. A fire-type with solar beam, she had never heard of that before. She almost lost track of the conversation as she nearly losing herself in contemplation, she hardly heared squawking.
When the spearow and Fearow were brought to her attention Sarah blinked twice as she looked up. She swallowed down a curse. Where was her brother Gabe with his Mareep when you needed him.

"Besides Gira I have a grass, a bug and a sleeping psychic type. Oh and another grass type." Sarah sighed, making a mental note to try and get some more diversity to her team.
"Gira isn't strong enough to do anything against a flock of them." "And I'm not fast enough to outrun them if they are aggresive" she thought. She could ride Gira though if needed but she wouldn't leave the Ranger behind. "Gira I need your help." She glanced at Regan. "Where is Rapier, is your pokemon alright?"



Gabe walked next to Bakuto and was pointing out some interesting formations and sharing anekdotes about earlier escapades while still keeping an eye open for pokemon like Gible for the trainer.

He looked at the sky and saw in the distant something that looked like a moving cloud. "Be careful on the Rorie islands though, groups of pokemon can be dangerous. I've been pinned down by a group of spinarak once and you definitely never want to encouter an angry flock of spearow and fearow." He frowned. "If that are Spearow and they are circling in the rocky area here that usually doesn't look good."

He looked at Mareep and Mareep glanced back before she shook her head vigorously. "I'm not gonna zap some poor flying types!"
I vote for Rainy Ocean.

I opened each hider and looked at the pieces. When I opened Rainy Ocean my intial reaction was: wow!

The others were good, nice and cute but didn't stand out like Rainy Ocean and didn't have that wow-factor for me.

Well done everyone, looking forward to see more art in upcoming contests.
Same, I mean my own replies are always so timely >_<
Duncan would wish to join Trevor but probably feel obligated to stay with Noble
My vote goes to Piety

I enjoyed reading all entries but Piety stood out for me.

Violence and Piety had a more spooky feel to it than The Light That Leaves No Darkness and The ghost in the house. The two latter felt, to me, more like a fantasy-story and a little less halloweenish.

Violence and Piety gave more chills and the Spooktober vibe, one would look for in entries in a setting like this contest, was more palpable.

Between Violence and Piety it was a bit more difficult to choose my favourite but Piety painted the better picture with words.
You hear more about the macabre history and the present flows in neatly. I love the open ending, makes me wonder what will happen to the unfortunate soul that walked in.
I didn't get that feeling in Violence, eventhough that story was well written it didn't really make me wonder what would happen next.

Piety managed to get you sucked in the 'you'character in just a few lines while Violence felt more like spectating till the end, it didn't pull me in like Piety did.
Jill released the breath she hadn't realised she was holding. "good, thank you," she said as she looked at Fer's and Ash with a slight frown, thinking about the strange situation she found herself in.
When Seb asked if she needed anything else she shook her head. "Not for now," she said. "I'll contact you if I need something or something happens."

The captain was still hesitant to leave Ash their side but she couldn't sit by his bedside and neglect everything else. This was one of the moments that made her realise the downsides of hiring a friend as part of her crew. Even now she had to stand above their friendship.
With a sigh she turned to the door. "Wake up fast Ash," she said with her hand at the panel to open the door. She really needed to make an appearence to the rest of the crew.




Gnol let out a half swallowed-curse when Alice yelled. Alan chuckled and was amused by the enthusiasm about bugs.

Gnol smiled when Avia spoke. "I'm sure you could make rocks edible and tasty." he said to Avia.

Alan rolled his eyes at Gnol's remark and nodded to Avia's question. "Essentially useless indeed."
He agreed to Treghor being excited and perhaps Ricki too, if she wasn't too preoccupied with the litter about to be born. Although he couldn't imagine why anyone would get excited over rocks and bugs.
Reluctantly he let go of the subjuect to try and find a reason why the captain would want to go to a useless piece of rock. With bugs. As none of the others seem to want to discuss or question it.

The Dwarf made himself comfortable. "How long till we get there?" he asked.

Alan checked the ComNav. "About twelve hours. Plenty of time to eat, sleep and prepare."

Gnol nodded. "Wonderful, speaking of eating say Avia, what exquisiete meal did you have in mind for us peasants?"

Marigold dashed off to the left, a quick glance over her shoulder made her stumble and almost fell but she half-jumped to keep from falling. She didn't try to look again and only focussed on the path ahead to try and avoid any obstacles. She didn't pay attention to twigs and bushes scratching her and catching her clothes. She just wanted as much room between her and the beast. At first she hadn't payed attention to which direction she was running but she slowed down a bit to try and make out where exaclty she was in the forest. She needed to get home or to the Hunter's family home. Marigold was torn between slowing down to get her bearings and running on to get as far away as possible.
Her breathing got heavier with every step and her side began to ache, leaving her no choise but to slow down.

Panting she looked around to determine which direction was best, she also used the opportunity to listen if she heard anything.




Hazel lifted her eyebrows, questions dancing in her eyes. She wasn't afraid of birds, couldn't imagine anyone be. She followed April inside and looked around. Her eyes darted over the furniture briefly before fixing on the bed in the middle of the room. She opened her mouth to ask about the blankets when she heard the chattering and noticed the figure. With a slight tilt of her head she examined the figure. The blue head and pink eyes were odd, unlike anything she had seen so far.

She was silent and observed, looking from April to the presumable mother of the family. Had her brother been here he would probably already started chatting to the lady, wether she could understand or reply or not. Hazel wasn't like that at all. She gave a slight nod in the direction of the figure.
Sarah nodded to the first question. She glanced at the ranger, she didn't seem overly enthusiast or thrilled by this particular kind of league. Ofcourse, to each their own and Sarah was the last person to judge the likes or dislikes of others but to her a different kind of leagues she was used would be a challenge.

"Doesn't matter wether it's the primary or secondary type. As long as one of the types are water, flying, ground or fire the pokemon is accepted into the league." She replied the easier question as she thought of a reply to the earlier statement.

"While the restriction poses a challenge as you have to really think about the pokemon you might encouter and which you can use, it doesn't limit yourself or your opponent that much. You have to have the right type, but nowhere is it said that you can only use type-specific attacks. If you taught your Mudbray rocksmash you might surprise an opponent with a flying type and a headbut or stomp always hits hard."

While she was talking she was already thinking ahead to how her league might look. She brought herself to the present, up to now she only had one pokemon eligible. "Well perhaps not against ghosts" Sarah admitted with a smile, as the ranger had mentioned ghost trainers. She had to think of Litwick right away, a ghost-type that would qualify for the league.
"You still don't know if your opponent has only water types, or one or more of each type, or one flying and the rest fire. Or what they taught their pokemon. You have to think outside the box and be creative. Use the enviroment to your advantage." Sarah continue.

She thought a while about what was more challenging, being able to use all kind of pokemon and have no idea against what type you would find yourself at all or knowing it would be one of the four types, although not knowing for sure which you would find against you, but knowing your opponent knows what kind of types you have too and both wondering what the other had thought to make the most restriction and get the upperhand. Wether it was a powerful single type or a versitile dual-type.
"I think that within it's limitation, there is a wide range of options to get an advantage over your opponent." Sarah said with a nod.
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