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Pokémon: Jaded Champion

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Pokémon: The Next Hunt

The sandwhich debaccle was settled once Pete's Rockruff was offered more food, which in turn made Giri less territorial over her own. she slowly relaxed in Jean's arms with her hissing sounds turning into chirping of appeasement. The conversation then went on to more recent and relatable topics, more specifically the treassure hunt. While the whole concept of the treasure hunt, and the teachers expectations on what they would do during it were a bit unclear to him still, he was still set on discovering new recipes he could bring back home to kalos. Maybe he could even open a themed restaurant at some point.

Pete's plans seemed to be relatively intertwined with his own, as he was going to be looking for something called Herba Mystica. Jean had read about it in one of the books in the schools library, but his knowledge of them was pretty limited. He knew enough to know that they had a variety of functions when used in cooking though, which had piqued his interest on its own. Pete then went on to talk to his Rockruff, who had turned their attention to another student in the cafeteria. Jean then started packing away his gear and recalled Giri to her Poke Ball.

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Some time later, Jean was standing in the schoolyard where director Clavell was addressing the students in regards to the treasure hunt. Pete had slipped away from him while he was packing up, but he had had no issues finding his way to the assembly on his own, even though he was a bit later than he would have preferred. As Jean had guessed, the treasure hunt was about as vague as he had expected. Would any of this be on their finals? Would this Be their finals? Was there even a way to fail this? A pamphlet would be nice.. Regardless, the students were now more or less free to go, and as he stood there pondering, the students gradually went on their way, either alone or on groups.

"So.. Where do we go now, huh?" Jean pondered to no one in particular. Ribbit stood close to him looking a bit uncomfortable. Maybe he didn't like big crowds or something. Regardless, he let out a low croaking sound while looking around tensly.
"Maybe we should get a map.." Jean continued. He knew they sold them in the schools general store, and he didn't have a fancy pokemon trainer gadget with a built-in map like most of the other students here had.

While standing there looking like a lost duckling, he was suddenly tackled by something, which threw him off guard. Ribbit also shrieked, having been startled byt the sudden turn of events. Looking down, the secret assassin had been noone else other than Luna the Rockruff from earlier. Had she ran off, or had Pete sent her out to search for him? Judging by the way she signaled him to follow her, he assumed it was the latter. Jean and Ribbit then followed Luna.

As expected, Luna led them straight to where Pete was, although he wasn't alone. There was an energetic guy clad in red there next to him, and they were chatting while presumably waiting for Jean to arrive. Luna barked happily and looked very proud, almost presenting Jean to Pete when they came over.

"Hello again.", Jean said. "I lost you when i was cleaning up after our previous meeting, sorry about that.". He then continued. "I don't really know the paldean landscape that well, so if you still want to look for those Herba Mystica together i could really use the company.". the air was a bit awkward as he looked for the right words to use, but Ribbit gave him a supportive pat on the back.

He then addressed the red guy standing next to Pete. He had seen the guy around the school a few times before, but he had never talked to him. "Hi. I don't think i've had the pleasure. My name's Jean.". He also extended a hand for a handshake.

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Quickly tidying up after Ribbits rude reaction to his sandwhich, Jean was then interrupted in his thoughts by someone else. “No worries,”, the guy said. Looking over at him, Jean was almost taken aback by the hulking figure in front of him. The difference in their height was easily made up for in the guys bulk. Large in stature, it almost triggered Jean's fight or flight reflexes, had it not been for his friendly grin and appologetic stature which in turn made him seem strangely approachable.

“You don't mind if I bring my rockruff out too?” he continued while fiching out a.. Luxury Ball? Class!. Out of the sparkly mess came what looked like a Puppy Pokemon. He called it Rockruff. Jean had seen it around school accompanying other students, but hadn't actually been up close to one himself. Seeing a new species of pokemon was interesting, and the pokemon seemed to be a friendly one, quickly getting accustomed to jeans pats. While sniffing the table though, she caugght whiff of Jeans latest culinary masterpiece and made what could only be described as the snobbier version of Ribbits physical reaction from earlier. She then turned to her trainer who had given her a piece of another sandwhich, of which she seemed to enjoy.

“Name's Pete,” he introduced himself as, mouth still full of mystery sandwich, “and this is Luna.”. He gestured to the Rockruff, who in turn wagged her tail politely while chomping down on the sandwhich.

"Ehm.. Charmed." Jean responded with a sort of deadpan tone. Taken aback as he was, Giri reappeared, grumpy that her sandwhich was gone.

"Sure, yes. My name is Jean, and this is Giri", Jean responded, trying to sound friendly while intentionally leaving out his last name. He doubted anyone in Paldea would know of him, even though they might have known about his father. Giri made strange fish-like hissing sounds towards Luna, believing he newcomer would try to steal her sandwhich, as if there was anything left of it to begin with.. Jean quickly snagged her into his arms and began to gently stroke her back, which seemed to calm her down a bit.

"That one there is Ribbit." Jean then continued, nodding towards Ribbit who was standing awkwardly besides him, politely nodding in responce to his introduction. "I'm not sure they're found in Paldea, but he's a Frogadier. We're from Kalos." Jean then continued. "Well.. minus this one". He brushed over Giri's back, calming down her building fishy rage to which she let out a relaxed shirping sound to, immediatly calming her demeanor.

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Jean and his pokemon had been sitting in the cafeteria for quite some time now. Jean had gotten up earlier than usual that day, as he couldn't sleep. He hadn't been living in Paldea for too long, having only arrived a month or so prior to the semester starting. As such, he still got a little homesick every now and then, and that's when his culinary hobbies came into play. luckily for him, he did have an assignment in Home Ec that he ould work on to distract himself, while also finding fun new recipes he could bring home once his schoolyears were over.

"All right, how about this one?", Jean said as he was circling another line from his notebook. Ribbit the Frogadier sat on the bench next to him, while Giri the Tatsugiri sat on the desk patiently, observing him as he presented the next item on the meny: Yet another sandwhich. Ribbit seemed kind of tired of the whole situation while Giri was just happy to be fed so many unique sandwhiches. And these sandwhiches were many and unique indeed, as Jean was working on his Home Ec assignment in regard to different sandwhiches and their effects. Apparently, some sandwhiches had special effects for certain pokemon when eaten, and so ar he had only had one such success in his testing, although that might just have been the coffee beans and marshmallow fluff implemented in the recipe now that he thought about it. Regardless, testing out new recipes were one of the funnier hobbies Jean had, and while his pokemon seemed to be tired of it, they also didn't mind being there too much.

"Okay. Last one, you guys", Jean said while breaing off a piece to Ribbit. Giri let out a sad meep and started nibbling on her end of the sandwhich, which rivaled her in size. Ribbit seemed happy about this and chomped down before shrieking immideately in a mixed reaction of dread and horror. That was one of the fun things about including his pokemon in the process: He learned so much about their likes and dislikes in the process, making it more like a bonding-session than schoolwork. However, it seemed Ribbit didn't enjoy sandwhiches with strawberry and cup-ramen. Giri, on the other hand, had somehow already finished her end of the sandwhich and seemed complacent.

Ribbit coughed loudly and chugged down the pitcher of water on the table. Jean looked appologetically around the cafeteria. It was a quiet morning, and most of the people here seemed very tired and not in the mood for dramatic frogs. "I'm sorry everyone" he politely said with a quick bow towards the other people there. Nobody seemed to have an immediate reaction, which was good. So much for impressions.

Pokémon: The Next Hunt

Jean Renard

"Bon appétit"

Full Name: Jean Renard
Age: 19
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Subject: Home Ec
Favorite Teacher: Mr. Saguaro

Appearance: Jean is what could be described as a Tall glass of water. He stands at around 6’0” although he often appears taller due to his poised posture. He has a lean physique from a lifestyle of healthy eating and the occasional workout. His skin is relatively pale, although he is prone to sunburns if he’s not careful. His face has certain sharp features such as his defined jawline and cheekbones. His friendly eyes are deep blue in color. He’s quite expressive in general and isn’t too difficult to read. Accessory-wise, Jean has pierced ears, and wear a pair of black hairclips. His hair is medium short and naturally blonde. It’s also naturally wavy, although he usually straightens it out.

For clothing, Jean is usually one to prefer quality over practicality, even though he’s found ways to mix the two in preparation to his journey. Due to his familys status in Kalos, he has had access to a wide variety of quality brand clothing from the different boutiques scattered around the region, which has helped forming his personal style during his upbringing. His go-to attire is normally a mellow formal-casual style, with elements such as buttoned shirts and reasonable light-colored sweaters to more practical jeans and footwear. One of his go-to outfits is a white V-necked long sleeved shirt with a pair of dark blue jeans. He also wears a pair of dark brown loafers, as well as a dark brown shoulderbag for all his necessities.
At school, however, he naturally wear the school uniform, of which he has made no customizations to, preferring it to be on point at all time.

Personality: Jean has a generally friendly disposition towards everyone he meets, and tries to be open-minded towards everyone. Coming from a prestigious family in the Kalos region, he quickly developed a snobby personality growing up, which he is now painfully aware of, and actively tries to steer away from. Somewhat self-centered, Jean often struggles with seeing things from others perspectives, which makes him come across as rude and inconsiderate at times. When he’s confronted over such behavior though, Jean is quick to apologize. He carries himself with both poise and confidence, and while he’s a bit socially awkward sometimes, Jean is genuinely a good guy. He’s always ready to offer a helping hand if he feels like he can contribute, and he would always stand up for his friends if they were to be in any sort of trouble.

A studious guy, Jean would much rather choose to stay home and go to school rather than run around in the region on a pokemon journey to collect gym badges or whatever the kids are doing nowdays. As such, he’s not a great battler himself, which doesn’t bother him too much.

Jean has always loved cooking, which isn’t too weird considering how close to home the culinary arts really hit. Having looked up to his father as a chef all his life, it was a no-brainer that Jean would eventually dabble in the culinary arts himself, which he has shown great promise in, even going so far as to attend different schools specifically catering to the craft. He’s very knowledgeable about food, different types of ingredients and where to find them.

Backstory: Jean was born in the Kalos region as the only son to none other than the Elite four masterchef himself: Siebold. Jean’s mother is pretty much the perfect stereotype of a trophy wife: She’s young, she doesn’t work and she just spends way too much money. To Jean though, she was always a loving mother who was there with him growing up when his fathers businesses took him elsewhere. As such, he now has a very strong bond with his mother, who often calls to check up on him.

As Jeans father was often busy with his duties either as a chef or as an Elite four, Jean didn’t see as much of him growing up as he would have wanted. He did see him on Tv though, a lot. While pokemon battles were cool and all, Jean truly got inspired when watching his father cook. This applied to the occasions where he was at home cooking for them as well. Jean would always run around in the kitchen like a little sock puppet, helping his father out while being almost cartoonishly clumsy. These memories are some of his fondest memories of his childhood.

When Jean was 10 years old, he was given a Froakie by the regions Pokemon professor as a starter for his pokemon journey. While he wasn’t really ecstatic about the idea of going on a pokemon journey, he decided to give it a shot. Being the son of an Elite Four member placed some expectations on your shoulder, after all. He managed to get one gym badge from the Santalune Gym, but also decided at that point that he didn’t want to continue a pokemon journey. He instead moved back home and pursued education, giving him the opportunity to pursue his true passion: cooking.

Now 19 years old, Jean is already a very talented cook, having worked and learned alongside his father at various restaurants around the Kalos region. Despite this, he still has a lot to learn. His culinary journey has now taken him to the Paldea region where he has lived at, and attended the Papas Academy for some time now. Now awaiting news regarding the years big Treasure Hunt, Jean is set on discovering new recipes and combination to make even more excellent food that he can bring with him back to Kalos once his education is concluded.

Quirks:
- He loves swimming as a secondary hobby to cooking.
- He originates from Kalos and has a faint Kalosian (French) accent.
- Said accent, along with his general posture, has made him quite popular with many of the girls at the academy.
- He’s not very good at pokemon battles.

Pokémon:

Pokemon

Starter

Pokémon: Frogadier
Nickname: Ribbit
Personality: Ribbit is often nicknamed the Lone Ribbit Ranger by Jean due to his standoffish edgy loner wannabe attitude. Despite his attempts though, Ribbit greatly enjoy the company of others. He’s also very polite to both trainers and pokemon alike.
Ability: Protean
Moves:
- Water Pulse
- Double Team
- Quick Attack
- Smokescreen

Team

Pokémon: Tatsugiri (Curly Form)
Nickname: Giri
Personality: Giri is a cunning and evil little fish to face in battle. She tends to play the meek timid weak little fish to get opponents to lower their guard, then fire off with powerful Dragon, or Water-Type moves. She’s not above taunting other enemies despite their potential size difference either. This comes back to bite her though. Often.
Outside of battle she’s a lot more relaxed and sociable.
Ability: Storm Drain
Moves:
- Chilling Water
- Dragon Pulse
- Nasty Plot
- Soak

Pokémon: The Next Hunt

Jean Renard

"Bon appétit"

Full Name: Jean Renard
Age: 19
Favorite Color: White
Favorite Subject: Home Ec
Favorite Teacher: Mr. Saguaro

Appearance: Jean is what could be described as a Tall glass of water. He stands at around 6’0” although he often appears taller due to his poised posture. He has a lean physique from a lifestyle of healthy eating and the occasional workout. His skin is relatively pale, although he is prone to sunburns if he’s not careful. His face has certain sharp features such as his defined jawline and cheekbones. His friendly eyes are deep blue in color. He’s quite expressive in general and isn’t too difficult to read. Accessory-wise, Jean has pierced ears, and wear a pair of black hairclips. His hair is medium short and naturally blonde. It’s also naturally wavy, although he usually straightens it out.

For clothing, Jean is usually one to prefer quality over practicality, even though he’s found ways to mix the two in preparation to his journey. Due to his familys status in Kalos, he has had access to a wide variety of quality brand clothing from the different boutiques scattered around the region, which has helped forming his personal style during his upbringing. His go-to attire is normally a mellow formal-casual style, with elements such as buttoned shirts and reasonable light-colored sweaters to more practical jeans and footwear. One of his go-to outfits is a white V-necked long sleeved shirt with a pair of dark blue jeans. He also wears a pair of dark brown loafers, as well as a dark brown shoulderbag for all his necessities.
At school, however, he naturally wear the school uniform, of which he has made no customizations to, preferring it to be on point at all time.

Personality: Jean has a generally friendly disposition towards everyone he meets, and tries to be open-minded towards everyone. Coming from a prestigious family in the Kalos region, he quickly developed a snobby personality growing up, which he is now painfully aware of, and actively tries to steer away from. Somewhat self-centered, Jean often struggles with seeing things from others perspectives, which makes him come across as rude and inconsiderate at times. When he’s confronted over such behavior though, Jean is quick to apologize. He carries himself with both poise and confidence, and while he’s a bit socially awkward sometimes, Jean is genuinely a good guy. He’s always ready to offer a helping hand if he feels like he can contribute, and he would always stand up for his friends if they were to be in any sort of trouble.

A studious guy, Jean would much rather choose to stay home and go to school rather than run around in the region on a pokemon journey to collect gym badges or whatever the kids are doing nowdays. As such, he’s not a great battler himself, which doesn’t bother him too much.

Jean has always loved cooking, which isn’t too weird considering how close to home the culinary arts really hit. Having looked up to his father as a chef all his life, it was a no-brainer that Jean would eventually dabble in the culinary arts himself, which he has shown great promise in, even going so far as to attend different schools specifically catering to the craft. He’s very knowledgeable about food, different types of ingredients and where to find them.

Backstory: Jean was born in the Kalos region as the only son to none other than the Elite four masterchef himself: Siebold. Jean’s mother is pretty much the perfect stereotype of a trophy wife: She’s young, she doesn’t work and she just spends way too much money. To Jean though, she was always a loving mother who was there with him growing up when his fathers businesses took him elsewhere. As such, he now has a very strong bond with his mother, who often calls to check up on him.

As Jeans father was often busy with his duties either as a chef or as an Elite four, Jean didn’t see as much of him growing up as he would have wanted. He did see him on Tv though, a lot. While pokemon battles were cool and all, Jean truly got inspired when watching his father cook. This applied to the occasions where he was at home cooking for them as well. Jean would always run around in the kitchen like a little sock puppet, helping his father out while being almost cartoonishly clumsy. These memories are some of his fondest memories of his childhood.

When Jean was 10 years old, he was given a Froakie by the regions Pokemon professor as a starter for his pokemon journey. While he wasn’t really ecstatic about the idea of going on a pokemon journey, he decided to give it a shot. Being the son of an Elite Four member placed some expectations on your shoulder, after all. He managed to get one gym badge from the Santalune Gym, but also decided at that point that he didn’t want to continue a pokemon journey. He instead moved back home and pursued education, giving him the opportunity to pursue his true passion: cooking.

Now 19 years old, Jean is already a very talented cook, having worked and learned alongside his father at various restaurants around the Kalos region. Despite this, he still has a lot to learn. His culinary journey has now taken him to the Paldea region where he has lived at, and attended the Papas Academy for some time now. Now awaiting news regarding the years big Treasure Hunt, Jean is set on discovering new recipes and combination to make even more excellent food that he can bring with him back to Kalos once his education is concluded.

Quirks:
- He loves swimming as a secondary hobby to cooking.
- He originates from Kalos and has a faint Kalosian (French) accent.
- Said accent, along with his general posture, has made him quite popular with many of the girls at the academy.
- He’s not very good at pokemon battles.

Pokémon:

Pokemon

Starter

Pokémon: Frogadier
Nickname: Ribbit
Personality: Ribbit is often nicknamed the Lone Ribbit Ranger by Jean due to his standoffish edgy loner wannabe attitude. Despite his attempts though, Ribbit greatly enjoy the company of others. He’s also very polite to both trainers and pokemon alike.
Ability: Protean
Moves:
- Water Pulse
- Double Team
- Quick Attack
- Smokescreen

Team

Pokémon: Tatsugiri (Curly Form)
Nickname: Giri
Personality: Giri is a cunning and evil little fish to face in battle. She tends to play the meek timid weak little fish to get opponents to lower their guard, then fire off with powerful Dragon, or Water-Type moves. She’s not above taunting other enemies despite their potential size difference either. This comes back to bite her though. Often.
Outside of battle she’s a lot more relaxed and sociable.
Ability: Storm Drain
Moves:
- Chilling Water
- Dragon Pulse
- Nasty Plot
- Soak

Pokémon: The Next Hunt

I've been wanting a pokemon RP for a very long time, can i claim the Water-Type?
Been on a hiatus for a long while myself, so the timing for this is awesome

The Fairies Adventure

Feydellia

It was quite the scene of distressed-looking fairies standing there as Dragon arrived. Upon drawing closer he had overheard a very pink fairy he assumed was the prince say something about the dark fairies attacking the fairy festival. What? The festival had been attacked? Well that would explain the Help written out in the sky moments before, allthough as far as he knew, no other dark fairies besides him and his antourage had been in the city at that time, and there certainly were no evil plots brewing.

It wasn't just the blatant accusation itself that bothered Dragon, but rather the disdain in the prince's voice as he spoke. The kingdoms being at odds was also news to him, allthough it might be that the royals of Transfeyvania were in some age-old feud the rest of the kingdom didn't know of. Regardless, this was exactly the kind of blatant bigotry Dragon could not stand for. However, he could lecture the prince later as apparently, there was an attack happening.

Landing outside of the ballroom a few feet away from the gathered group, one of the fairies, a pale blue fairy with blue hair noticed him getting there and immediatly looked very uncomfortable, which just made what Dragon had just heard more real. He sighed to himself as he took in the scene.

Stepping back however, he suddenly stepped on something soft and squishy. Immediatly scared he somehow stepped on the royal pigmy-cat or something, he looked down only to be relieved he had stepped in a dropped sweet. Well, maybe relieved isn't the right word, he now had pink frosting on his black formal shoes. He sighed deeper and wandered into the ballroom, determined to find the culprit, all while his sullied shoe made that gross sound shoes make when you stepped in something sticky and continue walking.

The ballroom was uncharacteristically empty and quiet, save for the ongoing conversations between the prince and the other fairies right outside. Were there even an attack happening? Was it all a ruse? Or was it one of those prank situations that ends in a huge dance party in a different ballroom? It wasn't easy to say for sure, but he did spot who he assumed was the culprit for the dropped sweets, and it was... a Pirate? That's so cool! Dragon was in awe for a moment, looking at the fairy with uncharacteristically childlike wonder. He then shook his head and decided to listen in on the ongoing conversations.

He got back out into the hall outside the ballroom just in tide to hear a newcomer ask "Were these fairies turned into stone?".... Whet? Stone? Assuming he heard wrongly, he prepared to speak up, but someone else did so before he could.

"Just now. We're trying to figure out how it happened, and who did this." the blue fairy he had noticed earlier spoke. "Which would be easier without the rain of sweets.". Her sentence was amplified by the sticky sound of Dragons foot as he stood next to her. There was a lot of chatter and speculation about what was going on, and while Dragon slowly got caught up in the present, it didn't feel real to him just yet, even though he could see the silhouettes of stone statues ere and there around them.

“Unless you have a cure for petrification, I’m not sure what can be done… I still think a Dark Fairy is responsible. I’m tempted to go to Transfeyvania and have a word with the king myself! A spell like this would probably leave behind some kind of a Magical Signature. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about finding that would you?” the prince said in response to one of the other present fairies who asked for what they could do to help. The prince's response made Dragon physically ill. It was very common knowledge that the dark fairies magic was literal, and not some sort of mysterious "everything bad you can think of" potof curses and miasmas. Part of him wanted the prince to take this to the kingdom. If nothing else the king and his men would have a hearthy laugh before giving the prince a very strict wake-up call.

The prince then finally noticed Dragon standing there besides the blue fairy and walked over to him. "Helly cutie" he said teasingly as he took Dragons hand in for an introductory kiss. The kiss left a sticky spot on Dragons hand as if the prince had been chowing down on something very sugary not too long ago. “It is unfortunate we have to meet under such tragic circumstances.” he then continued. Dragon just kept glaring daggers at the prince, not at all moved by his sudden change of tune. He then flexed his wings for a moment to demonstrate that he had in fact, heard Everything the prince had said about the dark fairies.

OFFICE WARS!

Heey, sorry for the late reply. I've gotten sick lately, and i also don't have as much spare time as i thought i did when signing up. Therefore im gonna have to drop out of the RP.

The Fairies Adventure

Feydellia

The festivities in Feydillia hadn'd been as vexing so far as Dragon and his crew had feared. While the entire event was a lot more... pink, than Dragon would have liked himself, he understood it as "cultural differences" and this had to just be quiet about it. Luckily for him, he had one of his retainers there with him, as well as his fiancè, Anathema, to keep him in check and to hinder that he accidentally start some sort of scandal with the kingdom. The last thing the dark fairies of Transfeyvania needed now, was yet another reason for people to shoo them all under one bus as a dubious people at best. Besides, she had been excited for this event for months on end, and he wouldn't be the one to stand inbetween his fiance and her current obsessions.

Besides, as mentioned earlier, and while Dragon would struggle with admitting this to himself and to the others, the festivities were quite lovely save for the tacky decor. There were stalls in the streets, and the air was thick with a sweet scent hinting at all the goodies presented below. There were fairies from all over the world present as well, all enjoying themselves and taking in the scenery.

"You know, sir. We would be able to explore more thoroughly had we not been late to the event." his retainer, Alva spoke. "Fashionably late." Dragon corrected her as they flew. "Nobody expecting us, and we have all day, so there is no need for us to rush" he continued. He only got a sigh from Alva in return. While the retainer was very talented talented, Alva was not the kind of fairy to mince her words.

However, the trio's friendly banted of excitement was cut short when a peculiar fireworks of sorts displayed in the sky further ahead, near what Dragon assumed was the Feydillian castle. The fireworks in question, which looked like it was created through magic, spelled out the word Help. Quite a strange display for such an event. Regardless, the group landed in a crowded area full of stalls and booths. It didn't seem that too many of the crowd noticed the possible call for help, as only a small handfull of fairies could be seen heading towards the castle.

After a short while of asking around, nobody seemed to know what was going on. "Allright, i will go and take a look", Dragon decided after arguing with Alva and Anathema for a few minutes. "If it actually is an emergency it would do us good to be on the scene to offer our help, after all.". He then ordered Alva to take Anathema to enjoy the festival until they get more information, after which they were to return to Transfeyvania to inform his father while he himself stayed behind to lend a hand.

Parting ways with the two ladies, Dragon took to the sky and started heading towards the castle. While he had no idea what was happening, he didn't seem very concerned. Knowing this place it was likely just someone having a bad case of Sugar rush.

He would then arrive at the castle and spot a small group of fairies looking distressed. Assuming they might know anything about what was going on, he landed by them, still not noticing how eerielly quiet the ballroom was.