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Time flies, right?

25/06/2024

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I was rather uncomfortable as we got a mixture of looks from the locals. Some seemed rather suspicious of a Drake following a rag-tag group of adventurers, others were likely more concerned about the state of their stronghold following the recent migration of our villagers. Probably because we'd be nomads settling in their city, offering little considering the task we had at hand - don't stop the dust, don't have a place to stay. It was definitely weird having the world look down at us as if we were different from the others, when in reality we were probably just another group of blokes with weapons and spells.

We passed through a brief crowd of carts and odd travellers. They looked full of annoyed and concerned passengers (our villagers actually), rails buckling under the weight of old bags and square-shaped packages. Presumably these guys were paranoid of the grey dust slowly besetting the stronghold, convinced they had to leave and try to outrun the dust. Where would they go? How should I know, I'm just a gambler. Either way, they galloped off to the sounds of cart wheels rattling against the cobblestone roads, laid by ancient humans for all to use. Our party passed through where the cart used to block, striding towards the concerned dragon mother on the other side. She seemed to have abnormally short claws, possibly chewed off now that I think about it. "Hey, lady!"

I raised an eyebrow at the dragon's frustrations as she lashed out towards Robert, almost mad from the loss of her baby. I didn't expect such as response from what was once thought to be a wise race. Oh well, there are always those weird ones. "..." I stayed silent as Dorisma glared and placed the egg on its side. Deravan tried to calm the dragon down, but it seemed as if she was already beginning to settle down upon the sight of her egg. "Lady, we saved your egg and your precious child. I'd like to imply some sort of reward or payment."
I am very sorry, I was out and about all day.

At least you did something you liked.

I'll never be able to play D&D...

Oh well. I'm meeting up with a bunch of friends for the next few days.
and then lugia was offline all day

I SEE YOU VIDEOMIXER
As invigorating as it was to suddenly feel young again, I somehow spent all that time doing nothing as everyone else took care of the Dratini and Growlithe. That was easy. That thought came to mind, while I felt ready to avoid fire and tank dragon attacks in this rather unfamiliar dungeon. It was strange enough that they'd use scrap to build up the place, considering how it was almost a beacon in this parched wasteland. Either way, more wild Pokemon here to fight, I guess. Hopefully that didn't come with the more... stranger types - the Sunswept Plains felt alien enough with traces of mysterious footprints and odd patterns, but only Arceus knew what was here though. Aside from a legendary we hopefully wouldn't fight (you know it's probably gonna happen).

I darted around the room with my new energy, eventually settling back into my old annoyed attitude. Someone definitely mishandled that berry and left me energetic for a while, and not the electrical type mind you. Eventually it was only my eyes moving, shifting around to see Spruce and Josh starting to talk. Though, they didn't exactly sound friendly with one-another, something we didn't need in our new party. I'll be honest, I still don't know much about the other team. Even as I froth my own blood on this floor and call out silently for the others, I wasn't familiar with the party we involved ourselves in. We knew who Anthony was, being some villainous bodyguard of sorts before turning to the good side.
@Ridlins got two posts in one

Nina managed to poison it, then used some kind of weird light tackle. It stumbled backwards, then turned towards Dexter. This time, he saw the attack coming. He was able to jump out of the way before it hit him, and used this as an opportunity to Ember it once again. Hopefully, this would be enough, because Dexter's patience was really starting to wear thin.[Josh]
Both the Dratini and the Growlithe were taken care of by Celes and Daniel. Now they could keep moving, at least until another wild Pokemon shows up. Honestly, the chances of that were pretty high, so Josh wasn't letting his guard down yet. He took a quick look around to make sure they weren't about to get ambushed again, and thankfully there were no wild Pokemon nearby, or at least none that he could see.
"I'm just following around for a bit of excitement, really." I replied, scratching my forehead before laying my claws by my waist. My belt seemed a bit dustier than usual but one could always wash their clothes, just not now at least. Wasn't exactly the best response to Robert, who looked genuinely dumbfounded at everyone. Especially as he raised the concern about being apparently immune to the dust. "I have no idea what you lads are on about, honestly." Honestly, I wasn't the only confused one here. They were talking about being immune to the stuff that was taking over the land and the dragon we saw earlier. I just shrugged my shoulders and took a few steps backwards. "Sorry, just being cautious. Though you probably would've infected half the village already if you guys aren't currently infected." Dervan seemed to nod and was thinking, before the rest of the group started to exchange questions and ideas. I mostly listened to Dorisma, who seemed the most pragmatic around here (and she only grunted about five words). "Let's just go and turn in this quest, I'd rather not be reminded of the boredom we faced earlier." I started walking ahead with my hands in my pockets, eventually looking back and gesturing to go forwards.
Wait... was it my turn the entire time?
Ugh, in that case, you'll have to wait until tomorrow. I've been tired since the moment I got up today, sorry.

Would that explain the lack of Steam messages being responded to?

If so, I'll just post in ToM.
I took Spruce's words to heart, though I had my doubts that the rest of this journey would get any easier. We went from fending off a bird against Kamina to popping through dangerous and confusing voids. There was still the problem of Desia and that devilish formula, alongside further grey voids popping up in populated areas. Even then, we'd probably have to figure out as to why there are mystery dungeons... assuming we all live to see that day. "Okay, I guess I'll have to tell Yveltal I'm not ready yet." I rasped out, almost snickering as I applied my feathers to my forehead and started brushing away the remaining dust. I watched as Spruce took over Anthony's spot and - I will admit, watching Spruce crawling up Kamina's head like an obstacle was cute - otherwise swapped out of an attack that would've burned Spruce badly.

Huh, we were fighting already. Anthony bravely took the hit as battle-lines were drawn, Celes blasting a sly Dratini with a brilliant flash of pink light. I covered my eyes briefly as I started hovering over towards the fight, red glowing lava light embalming everyone including myself. Red seemed to fit me well actually. It wasn't long until more attacks started bombarding the field, missing us all but still intent on causing a serious disruption. Funnily enough, it knocked over what appeared to be an oven and popped out a berry, something I immediately desired for and latched my attention onto Spruce - why? He was busy plucking the berry and knew who to pass it to, zipping it upwards with abnormal strength (for a plant).

I briefly spied Anthony seemingly frowning at Spruce when he snatched the berry and passed it towards me, having little to say in the manner. I couldn't really see why he'd be like that, since I could actually feel my health bar edging closer towards critical failure. Didn't help I actually visualised it, being as analytical as I usually am.

...never-mind, there was a berry in the air. I almost dozed off, but unusually quick reactions and a series of fast magnets managed to grasp the rather bouncy berry. I looked at it oddly, unsure whether or not eating a cooked Oran berry would exactly be beneficial towards the user. Either way we didn't have anymore time to waste, quickly letting a red mist seep into me as the berry turned to hot ashes. (Yes, that just happened; let's not talk about it.) Within seconds I felt invigorated and ready to break bones again, cackling and commenting on how long it had been since I felt this good. I probably wouldn't 'eat' another cooked berry again though.
Well, I guess I gotta make a post sooner or later.

Ended up getting sick right before starting school again.
Gonna post tomorrow or so.

Last 3 days of my holidays were spent on relaxing, though now I gotta start my final year of high school with a cold.
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