Snowdrops
datadogie
Danyel
The Red Seelie
rush99999
Xiro Zean
Cu Chulainn
Alfhedil
Ojiro Mashirao
Gerlando
Byjerlfal City, Commercial district.
@PKMNB0Y
“Well, hell…” Kennet frowned, seeing the scene. “Come to think of it, he started acting up after I let him out for a flight near the other side of the park…” He’d shake his head, moving over to Richard as he’d he’d grab the Munchlax by its lower body, hefting and lifting him with a bit more relative ease then Richard might have. “Good thing I’m used to movin’ heavy pokemon sometimes, I reckon.” He’d chuckle, the fletchling in question roosting on Kennet’s shoulder. “Lets get this fella to the center then-ha?!”
Before Kennet could take a few steps, a green-furred pokemon darted out from the underbrush and slammed right into his leg, causing him to stumble slightly.
It was a Sprigatito…
“...hm? Oh. I see someone’s already decided to give this food-thief some mercy…” A person Richard would be somewhat familiar with would walk up from the opposite side of the small clearing. The feline pokemon batted playfully at Kennet’s leg before running back over to Laurel.
…perhaps this was just a coincidence.
“Friend of yours?” Kennet glanced at Richard.
Byjerlfal City, Museum
@Thayr
Commercial district
“Good day. Do be careful on your way out and don’t get lost.”
Thankfully, getting lost would be difficult. Making her way back down stairs and out of the staff area, Isla would find herself back on the main floor. The Museum had cleared out mostly, though she could still see a large crowd of teens and kids. Heading back out onto the street, she’d notice Riley, the man arguing with Lilian earlier had left for the moment. That just left her on the streets of the city once more, the hustle and bustle and noise of large crowds drowning out most things.
Curiously, she could see a young boy with an odd looking Growlithe snickering and running down an alleyway next to the museum…it was probably fine.
Byjerlfal City, Commercial District
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban exploration
The atmosphere at the table was quickly breaking down. Their voices were getting raised now and the man who seemed to be more than a little irritated already, was slowly frowning deeper and deeper as the seconds passed. One of the sailors slammed a fist on the table, leaning over it and a stack of money angrily. A few other sailors were seemingly rallied behind him. Apparently, he lost a bet on something and he was growing increasingly agitated.
Nothing that they had to worry about yet, though…
“Wobbu?” Wobbufett would reach out and pat Sir Lopsalot on the ears before pulling out a notebook and pen, tossing a small menu of drinks onto the table as if asking what they wanted. Notably,it was already written in the book before getting confirmation. Ripley might notice now that Tuule had gotten up from his own seat and was walking over to the betting table, likely having noticed the heated atmosphere. A few words were exchanged between him and the sailor.
“I don’t care, this guy’s a liar and a cheat-!” Their voices were finally raised enough to be heard above the usual din, catching most everyone else's attention.
“Quiet now, son.” Tuule gently interrupted him. “You’re the one who made a losin’ bet, don’t be a sore loser now. What’d you even bet on lad? One of the usual fights here?” When a quiet yes from the sailor followed, Tuule continued. “Now, you don’t really want to accuse Miss Keira and her associates of doin’ something like cheating, lad now do ya? Making a headache for everyone is only going to get ya in trouble.”
“Tch…whatever, Tuule.” He’d shove the older man a side with a small snarl before walking off with a few other sailors.
“That’s why I hate these folks.” The rough looking man taking bets replied. “Think just because they know the oceans they’re hot stuff. That said…Tuule, I got a proposition for ya.”
“Don’t even need to ask if this is going where I think it is.” Tuule replied with a chuckle. “Sure, I’ll take a fight.”
“Right, then. Alright! If anyone here is brave enough to fight the Gym Leader of Rivenwall, Captain Tuule in a one on one match, step into that ring!
Of course, they could just leave and not, too.
Route 1
@Pyromania99
The red-headed woman visibly flinched, apparently not having heard or seen Camila approach. She’d glance between Camila and the suited men, tilting her head curiously to the side before a sharp-toothed smirk formed on her lips with a shrug. The sunglasses on her nose shifted lightly as she’d motion for her to come on over.
“Huh, this ain’t none of your business either.” One of the suited men said with a snarl. “This is our operation and it doesn't involve you. We caught these pokemon fair and square.” The redhaired woman snorted…and proceeded to flip them off with both her hands.
“Oi, you got some spunk for a mute freak.” One of the suited people shouted, pulling a pokeball from the inside of his suit. “Why don’t the three of us teach ya a lesson, brat!?” The suited man released a pokemon onto the field in front of him - A vaullaby!
“Haa…guess we’re doing this.”
“Hey, if we get pinched for this its gonna be your head on a platter!”
The other two soon released a pokemon onto the field, too. A shroodle and a Starly, respectively.
She might have time to scan them, if she wished, but the three seemed pretty eager on fighting. Didn’t seem the red-haired woman had any pokemon of her own, though.
@PKMNB0Y
“Well, hell…” Kennet frowned, seeing the scene. “Come to think of it, he started acting up after I let him out for a flight near the other side of the park…” He’d shake his head, moving over to Richard as he’d he’d grab the Munchlax by its lower body, hefting and lifting him with a bit more relative ease then Richard might have. “Good thing I’m used to movin’ heavy pokemon sometimes, I reckon.” He’d chuckle, the fletchling in question roosting on Kennet’s shoulder. “Lets get this fella to the center then-ha?!”
Before Kennet could take a few steps, a green-furred pokemon darted out from the underbrush and slammed right into his leg, causing him to stumble slightly.
It was a Sprigatito…
“...hm? Oh. I see someone’s already decided to give this food-thief some mercy…” A person Richard would be somewhat familiar with would walk up from the opposite side of the small clearing. The feline pokemon batted playfully at Kennet’s leg before running back over to Laurel.
…perhaps this was just a coincidence.
“Friend of yours?” Kennet glanced at Richard.
Byjerlfal City, Museum
@Thayr
Commercial district
“Good day. Do be careful on your way out and don’t get lost.”
Thankfully, getting lost would be difficult. Making her way back down stairs and out of the staff area, Isla would find herself back on the main floor. The Museum had cleared out mostly, though she could still see a large crowd of teens and kids. Heading back out onto the street, she’d notice Riley, the man arguing with Lilian earlier had left for the moment. That just left her on the streets of the city once more, the hustle and bustle and noise of large crowds drowning out most things.
Curiously, she could see a young boy with an odd looking Growlithe snickering and running down an alleyway next to the museum…it was probably fine.
Byjerlfal City, Commercial District
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban exploration
The atmosphere at the table was quickly breaking down. Their voices were getting raised now and the man who seemed to be more than a little irritated already, was slowly frowning deeper and deeper as the seconds passed. One of the sailors slammed a fist on the table, leaning over it and a stack of money angrily. A few other sailors were seemingly rallied behind him. Apparently, he lost a bet on something and he was growing increasingly agitated.
Nothing that they had to worry about yet, though…
“Wobbu?” Wobbufett would reach out and pat Sir Lopsalot on the ears before pulling out a notebook and pen, tossing a small menu of drinks onto the table as if asking what they wanted. Notably,it was already written in the book before getting confirmation. Ripley might notice now that Tuule had gotten up from his own seat and was walking over to the betting table, likely having noticed the heated atmosphere. A few words were exchanged between him and the sailor.
“I don’t care, this guy’s a liar and a cheat-!” Their voices were finally raised enough to be heard above the usual din, catching most everyone else's attention.
“Quiet now, son.” Tuule gently interrupted him. “You’re the one who made a losin’ bet, don’t be a sore loser now. What’d you even bet on lad? One of the usual fights here?” When a quiet yes from the sailor followed, Tuule continued. “Now, you don’t really want to accuse Miss Keira and her associates of doin’ something like cheating, lad now do ya? Making a headache for everyone is only going to get ya in trouble.”
“Tch…whatever, Tuule.” He’d shove the older man a side with a small snarl before walking off with a few other sailors.
“That’s why I hate these folks.” The rough looking man taking bets replied. “Think just because they know the oceans they’re hot stuff. That said…Tuule, I got a proposition for ya.”
“Don’t even need to ask if this is going where I think it is.” Tuule replied with a chuckle. “Sure, I’ll take a fight.”
“Right, then. Alright! If anyone here is brave enough to fight the Gym Leader of Rivenwall, Captain Tuule in a one on one match, step into that ring!
Of course, they could just leave and not, too.
Route 1
@Pyromania99
The red-headed woman visibly flinched, apparently not having heard or seen Camila approach. She’d glance between Camila and the suited men, tilting her head curiously to the side before a sharp-toothed smirk formed on her lips with a shrug. The sunglasses on her nose shifted lightly as she’d motion for her to come on over.
“Huh, this ain’t none of your business either.” One of the suited men said with a snarl. “This is our operation and it doesn't involve you. We caught these pokemon fair and square.” The redhaired woman snorted…and proceeded to flip them off with both her hands.
“Oi, you got some spunk for a mute freak.” One of the suited people shouted, pulling a pokeball from the inside of his suit. “Why don’t the three of us teach ya a lesson, brat!?” The suited man released a pokemon onto the field in front of him - A vaullaby!
“Haa…guess we’re doing this.”
“Hey, if we get pinched for this its gonna be your head on a platter!”
The other two soon released a pokemon onto the field, too. A shroodle and a Starly, respectively.
She might have time to scan them, if she wished, but the three seemed pretty eager on fighting. Didn’t seem the red-haired woman had any pokemon of her own, though.
