Danyel
datadogie
The Red Seelie
rush99999
Xiro Zean
Cu Chulainn
Alfhedil
Ojiro Mashirao
Gerlando
Izurich
Byjerlfal City, Commercial district Museum
@Thayr@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y
Commercial district
“Yep.” The boy replied to Richard. “Your info is in our database now so anywhere else you bring items too they’ll be registered under your account and name. If you buy the membership, you can move items between any of our facilities. We’re pretty much everywhere in Eidda except Giants Watch.”
As he’d finish speaking and taking care of Richards items and sorting them, a man in a well dressed suit would walk in. Normally, it would not be anything out of the ordinary but Richard might notice a slight frown forming on the guys lips before being replaced with a usual friendly sales voice.
“Right then, well, if that’s everything I have some important business to take care of.”
“No need to rush for me, Felix.” The suited man said, leaning against a wall near the door.
“He was just finishing up anyways. If you have any questions feel free to call later.” A small business card was given to Richard with the store's number on it.
Assuming Richard had nothing else he wanted to do or ask of Felix, he’d be allowed to leave…which would mean he’d be met with three more men in suits. They’d say nothing to him as he’d leave.
This left Isla and Sophie to head into the museum by themselves. Heading up the stairs it became clear before they’d even enter, the place was absolutely packed. Kids, from the look of it, not to mention other tourists, but the majority of the place was packed with young children as well as teenagers. The normal respectful silence of the museum was gone, replaced by a loud din of voices talking, various apparent tour guides leading children along the exhibits. A quick look at some bedraggled people that looked to be teachers, some mildly tired looking museum staff and a few backpacks and sportswear labeled ‘Wailport Academy’, made it clear that they had stumbled into the Museum during a field trip.
Once they actually managed to get through the doors, they’d be met with a large skeletal recreation of a prehistoric pokemon hanging from the ceiling - a four legged creature that was apparently an ancestor to the current day Wailords. This was one of a few skeletal remains found, and also the largest.
“Well, you two have picked a bit of a bad day to visit the museum. Apologies for the noise, field trip day for the Wailport Academy.” Before they could do much else though, the girl wearing the Society's uniform approached the duo, having been standing just inside the door.
“Excuse me, Miss Lilian,” An older gentleman would interject. His jacket was off, slung over his shoulder but the emblem of the Wailport academy could be seen under it. A delibird plushie was being held under his other arm. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen a kid with a growlithe and a red backpack run out just now would you?”
“No.” She’d rather bluntly reply.
“Ugh, of course Zach would choose now of all times to run off…”
“Hm, well assuming he’s still in the building he’s unlikely to get far. I’ll tell the staff here to check some off limit and staff areas.”
“Much appreciated. I doubt its anything to worry about, well…unless he breaks something…” A tired sigh as eyes settled on Isla and Sophie. “Ah, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. If you’ll excuse me.” Going back to his papers, the teacher would head further into the Museum, talking with a few more adults and staff workers.
“Well, if you two don’t mind me asking, what brings you to the Museum?” The girl, apparently named Lilian, would ask. “I can point you in the direction of a particular exhibit. We recently got some new things from a recently discovered dig out near the glaciers on 42, though most people are here for the fossils and ancient Pokémon.”
Richard would come back just at the tail end of this conversation...
Byjerlfal City, Commercial District -> Industrial district
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration
The murkrow had split off from the starly after a scuffle, and while they were faster than the trainers and swifter moving it would make tracking that specific flock something difficult. Still, they likely didn’t want that specific flock. There were likely Murkrows in a lot of areas around here.
Heading away from the Commercial district, towards the docks, and following the seaside to the Industrial district would be the easiest way to get there. Eventually the noise of the loud ads, the cacophony of different voices from tourists would be a distant noise replaced by the sound of silently humming machines, bird song and the sound of an occasional worker or vehicle moving by. Skyscrapers instead gave way to warehouses, row upon row of them along with other industrial buildings for shipping, manufacturing.
A gloomy serenity would fill the area left behind by Bjyerlfals commercial district. Even the people here were more rough and tumble looking compared to the commercial district's more glamorous and shiny exterior.
Finding some Murkrow out during the day might be a bit difficult. They were nocturnal after all, but then why had that flock been out and about? They could hear a few Murkrow cries coming from further in, down some alleys but the place didn’t exactly seem the safest place to go poking about in. Still, even this place had a few things of note.
A small chain of shops, and even a small cafe named ‘Wailords Rest’ was visible lining the walls. Seemed fairly cozy and well traveled. It faced the sea and a number of sailors from the SS calliope, the recently docked liner could be seen here. Looked like there was some commotion within.
They had for now, though, lost the trail of the Murkrow. They might need to either ask around or find some way to look for the pokemon.
Byjerlfal City -> route 1
@Pyromania99
“Ah-” Frieda tensed slightly at being suddenly hugged by Camila. “O-oh well you know lab partners have to stick together and all. Uhm-weh!” Before she could break free from the hug, Pix would climb between the two, laughing impishly before it’d take a free hug from both. “Pix is sad to see you go too, I guess, ahaha.” Frieda laughed, pulling away and holding the pokemon in her arms. “Well, good luck out there Camila. Let me know if I can ever help you!”
Heading out of the lab, Camila would be met with the usual hustle and bustle of the city. She could see some of the other trainers Camphor had hired not too far away. Some seem interested in the museum, and a few were hanging about seemingly interested in heading into the park. All places she had been before, what with living in the city and all that.
Instead, Camila decided to go ahead and leave the city and instead, head to…
What greeted her was the forest Route 1 was known for. Fed by water runoff from various streams and rivers that fell from the mountains to the north and Lake Peltra, the forest was allowed to flourish. Lush, verdant and green, and once she got a few meters away the noise of the city would already be drowned out by the greenery and the slowly thickening canopy. Walking along the path she’d pass by a small stream before the city would disappear entirely behind her in the foliage, a gentle stream of sunlight filtering down from above.
Nearby the path split into a small fork, where some helpful info for trainers and people seemed to be posted. A map of the forest and a warning officially issued by the League for novice trainers to stay out of the deeper forest. A girl who looked sorely out of place was standing next to it Lightly dressed, leaning against what seemed to be some sort of motorcycle modified to be good for off roading. Her attention was on her phone, and she seemed mostly to be ignoring everything else, though her eyes occasionally flicked upwards towards the forest.
Otherwise, there was nothing super special to notice here, with route 2 being the main avenue of traffic between Byjerlfal and Giervor. A few houses could be seen for those that wanted a little more peace and quiet outside of the city, but it was mostly just other people going for peaceful walks and the like. Along the river, a few people fishing could be seen out on a pier.
A little further on she could see a small sign and a path that read ‘Winding Wood.”
Now then, she was free to do whatever she wanted from here.
@Thayr@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y
Commercial district
“Yep.” The boy replied to Richard. “Your info is in our database now so anywhere else you bring items too they’ll be registered under your account and name. If you buy the membership, you can move items between any of our facilities. We’re pretty much everywhere in Eidda except Giants Watch.”
As he’d finish speaking and taking care of Richards items and sorting them, a man in a well dressed suit would walk in. Normally, it would not be anything out of the ordinary but Richard might notice a slight frown forming on the guys lips before being replaced with a usual friendly sales voice.
“Right then, well, if that’s everything I have some important business to take care of.”
“No need to rush for me, Felix.” The suited man said, leaning against a wall near the door.
“He was just finishing up anyways. If you have any questions feel free to call later.” A small business card was given to Richard with the store's number on it.
Assuming Richard had nothing else he wanted to do or ask of Felix, he’d be allowed to leave…which would mean he’d be met with three more men in suits. They’d say nothing to him as he’d leave.
This left Isla and Sophie to head into the museum by themselves. Heading up the stairs it became clear before they’d even enter, the place was absolutely packed. Kids, from the look of it, not to mention other tourists, but the majority of the place was packed with young children as well as teenagers. The normal respectful silence of the museum was gone, replaced by a loud din of voices talking, various apparent tour guides leading children along the exhibits. A quick look at some bedraggled people that looked to be teachers, some mildly tired looking museum staff and a few backpacks and sportswear labeled ‘Wailport Academy’, made it clear that they had stumbled into the Museum during a field trip.
Once they actually managed to get through the doors, they’d be met with a large skeletal recreation of a prehistoric pokemon hanging from the ceiling - a four legged creature that was apparently an ancestor to the current day Wailords. This was one of a few skeletal remains found, and also the largest.
“Well, you two have picked a bit of a bad day to visit the museum. Apologies for the noise, field trip day for the Wailport Academy.” Before they could do much else though, the girl wearing the Society's uniform approached the duo, having been standing just inside the door.
“Excuse me, Miss Lilian,” An older gentleman would interject. His jacket was off, slung over his shoulder but the emblem of the Wailport academy could be seen under it. A delibird plushie was being held under his other arm. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen a kid with a growlithe and a red backpack run out just now would you?”
“No.” She’d rather bluntly reply.
“Ugh, of course Zach would choose now of all times to run off…”
“Hm, well assuming he’s still in the building he’s unlikely to get far. I’ll tell the staff here to check some off limit and staff areas.”
“Much appreciated. I doubt its anything to worry about, well…unless he breaks something…” A tired sigh as eyes settled on Isla and Sophie. “Ah, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. If you’ll excuse me.” Going back to his papers, the teacher would head further into the Museum, talking with a few more adults and staff workers.
“Well, if you two don’t mind me asking, what brings you to the Museum?” The girl, apparently named Lilian, would ask. “I can point you in the direction of a particular exhibit. We recently got some new things from a recently discovered dig out near the glaciers on 42, though most people are here for the fossils and ancient Pokémon.”
Richard would come back just at the tail end of this conversation...
Byjerlfal City, Commercial District -> Industrial district
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration
The murkrow had split off from the starly after a scuffle, and while they were faster than the trainers and swifter moving it would make tracking that specific flock something difficult. Still, they likely didn’t want that specific flock. There were likely Murkrows in a lot of areas around here.
Heading away from the Commercial district, towards the docks, and following the seaside to the Industrial district would be the easiest way to get there. Eventually the noise of the loud ads, the cacophony of different voices from tourists would be a distant noise replaced by the sound of silently humming machines, bird song and the sound of an occasional worker or vehicle moving by. Skyscrapers instead gave way to warehouses, row upon row of them along with other industrial buildings for shipping, manufacturing.
A gloomy serenity would fill the area left behind by Bjyerlfals commercial district. Even the people here were more rough and tumble looking compared to the commercial district's more glamorous and shiny exterior.
Finding some Murkrow out during the day might be a bit difficult. They were nocturnal after all, but then why had that flock been out and about? They could hear a few Murkrow cries coming from further in, down some alleys but the place didn’t exactly seem the safest place to go poking about in. Still, even this place had a few things of note.
A small chain of shops, and even a small cafe named ‘Wailords Rest’ was visible lining the walls. Seemed fairly cozy and well traveled. It faced the sea and a number of sailors from the SS calliope, the recently docked liner could be seen here. Looked like there was some commotion within.
They had for now, though, lost the trail of the Murkrow. They might need to either ask around or find some way to look for the pokemon.
Byjerlfal City -> route 1
@Pyromania99
“Ah-” Frieda tensed slightly at being suddenly hugged by Camila. “O-oh well you know lab partners have to stick together and all. Uhm-weh!” Before she could break free from the hug, Pix would climb between the two, laughing impishly before it’d take a free hug from both. “Pix is sad to see you go too, I guess, ahaha.” Frieda laughed, pulling away and holding the pokemon in her arms. “Well, good luck out there Camila. Let me know if I can ever help you!”
Heading out of the lab, Camila would be met with the usual hustle and bustle of the city. She could see some of the other trainers Camphor had hired not too far away. Some seem interested in the museum, and a few were hanging about seemingly interested in heading into the park. All places she had been before, what with living in the city and all that.
Instead, Camila decided to go ahead and leave the city and instead, head to…
-Route 1-
What greeted her was the forest Route 1 was known for. Fed by water runoff from various streams and rivers that fell from the mountains to the north and Lake Peltra, the forest was allowed to flourish. Lush, verdant and green, and once she got a few meters away the noise of the city would already be drowned out by the greenery and the slowly thickening canopy. Walking along the path she’d pass by a small stream before the city would disappear entirely behind her in the foliage, a gentle stream of sunlight filtering down from above.
Nearby the path split into a small fork, where some helpful info for trainers and people seemed to be posted. A map of the forest and a warning officially issued by the League for novice trainers to stay out of the deeper forest. A girl who looked sorely out of place was standing next to it Lightly dressed, leaning against what seemed to be some sort of motorcycle modified to be good for off roading. Her attention was on her phone, and she seemed mostly to be ignoring everything else, though her eyes occasionally flicked upwards towards the forest.
Otherwise, there was nothing super special to notice here, with route 2 being the main avenue of traffic between Byjerlfal and Giervor. A few houses could be seen for those that wanted a little more peace and quiet outside of the city, but it was mostly just other people going for peaceful walks and the like. Along the river, a few people fishing could be seen out on a pier.
A little further on she could see a small sign and a path that read ‘Winding Wood.”
Now then, she was free to do whatever she wanted from here.
