(05-18-2025, 01:32 PM)Lord Windos Wrote:

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Very well!

Feeling the need to just explore after such a heavy moment, you departed from the shrine and before you knew it were back on Main Street. You couldn't recall how you got back so fast, nor the way back to the Shrine, but you suppose it was just Sutalör and Magic doing their own thing and left the matter at that.

Eventually, you ended up stumbling onto a nest of sorts, cluttered with all sorts of junk, soft and well worn materials, and scattered remains of food that indicated it was very well lived. Feeling a bit curious, you decided to dig around and see if their were any diamonds in the rough...

Loot Check!
How many? 1D6 / 2 
(5) = 2.5 ! You find Two Items and some random Poke!

Item # 1
Type: (1) Doh!    Rarity: (5) D O H ! 

Item # 2
Type: (6) Woh!   Rarity: (10) Modest!

Poke: (32) X 10 

*Rolls*


You end up finding a Moldy, Overripe Sitrus Berry (Heals 3 HP, but Badly Poisons the user; Can't be used to treat Lethal Damage) and actually did find a diamond - a Diamond Encrusted Ring to be specific ($1500) ! You also collected $300 Poke too! Score!

*Grrrrrrr.....!*

....You slowly turn around with your prizes in hand to find a most irate looking Grafaiai, looking ready to leap at you for tresspassing and plundering its home. 

Uh....run? Fight? Try to convince the simion not to eat your face?

(05-18-2025, 01:01 PM)Lord Windos Wrote: On Bernard's end, 'Myra' leaned into his embrace and gave him a somewhat peeved but ulitimately compassionate nuzzle-cuddle back, 'her' heart calmed just a bit from all the sordid drama from earlier. 'She' also indicated that, if you were so gracious and Willing to tolerate it and her continued MOOD despite your forgiveness, 'she' would like to go to a Saloon to be pampered like the rightful queen 'she' is - these were Myra's not so hidden desires that were communicated by....them.

(05-18-2025, 01:13 PM)Dragonstrike Wrote: Now Bernhard gets a raised eyebrow from Seddi.  "Ya feelin' okay, Bernhard?  I thought I told ya yesterday that Morgana was takin' over that operation.  I've not heard back from any of the still involved parties yet, so your guess as to what she's plannin' to do with that thing is as good as mine right now.  You were going to speak to her about it, right?"

Bernhard insisted on having only one topic at a time, so Seddi leaves it there for now.

(05-18-2025, 03:42 PM)PhantomUnderYourDesk Wrote:

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That likewise receives a look™ from Bern. A stare, actually, as if he currently is looking to find proper words. An overly long stare, and yes he still chokes heavily on the tea upon Seddi dropping her name, and promptly pours himself a third cup.

"You did that? Hummm.... *pauses, glances around the room* Well, in that case... My sincere apologies, but THAT must have slipped my mind. Or not have reached me. Or got lost in all the recent events... Oh dear, oh well... Ugh...." Another heavy sigh escapes him, head hanged, and hand on forehead, looking defeated and utterly TIRED and EXHAUSTED. Spritzee promptly leans in for another nuzzle. "Do allow me to be honest, to give you a glimpse of my mood, but I am most certainly NOT feeling okay. So much things have happened the past few days that I never asked for, a man of MY rank and position is busy and occupied with a heavy workload indeed, but have Lady Luck, Father Fate and Miss Fortune ever asked me whether I'm okay with being treated like their favorite plaything? ...The blatant answer is 'No, they have not'."

That weird timeskip recently... ...That reminds me, you wanted to look into that, now didn't you?

Muse, my most important and trusted partner, being completely out and stuck in an unrestful sleep for a day. She's still not completely recovered, I fear....

Morgana having cancelled our latest... ...business meeting last minute, telling me something 'relevatory' came up.  I'm likely to see her later tonight tough, and I shall make sure to ask her about that Wandering Hurricane...

Me having caused issues and problems at the docks, and giving a member of the Water Fraction headaches. ...To think about it, I likely made THE WHOLE DOCKS anxious, just because I miiiiight not have wanted to get my own hands dirty just his time.

Black Magic, an utterly deadly spell I cast... I think I completely overloaded my Gauntlet, how foolish of me indeed...

A surge of loneliness, being left all alone at hospital after me and my trusted partners were close to death...

A much peculiar event at Main Street.... (no, Bernhard will refuse to elaborate on that)

That festival starting tomorrow, when I would much rather spend the day in peace and quiet...


...I'm TIRED, Seddi. MENTALLY tired. I don't have the energy anymore I had when I was your age.

Perhaps, or at least I do hope you, the upcoming voyage will help me find back my purpose, meaning, and place; and help me sort my thoughts. My wanderlust is itching me to go...

Uhm... Anway, next topic please. I'm utterly sorry that you have to listen to the rumblings of dear old me...  Why am I telling you this in the first place..."

(05-18-2025, 01:45 PM)Redstone Wrote: Sending out Kayla he'd just stare it down.

''We can do this the easy or the hard way buddy, you decide.''

(05-18-2025, 11:17 AM)Iron Wrote: "That was an insightful guess," says Vernon when he feels a moment of silence has served its purpose, and his thoughts have organized themselves. He's starting to realize he got himself in deeper with Cruz than he thought. "Sounds like you might have experience?"

"All I want is to hear some of those experiences, and learn from them. Why?" He marshals his thoughts again, careful not to misstep. "Honestly, I could say something deep to justify it. Maybe there's more lurking beneath my surface, like the draft of a ship, but that isn't how I make decisions. I've always liked big Pokemon - felt a bond with them - ever since a certain experience I had on my farm as a child. It's that bonding that drives me in all my journeys with Pokemon. I like to watch them grow, literally and metaphorically. And I like to watch how they handle themselves on their literal journeys. To me, riding a Pokemon is as intimate as cuddling or battling. I see how they shoulder burdens, handle adrenaline and I share in that adrenaline, how they care for their rider, how the two become one."

"So at first I asked for help finding a Cufant, to watch it grow into a Copperajah, and I had an Oversized Lotad already, but when that became an opportunity to obtain a Cruferrophant..." Vernon stopped himself from telling the whole life story to someone he sensed understood the value of every singular word. "...Well, it's probably obvious why I jumped at the opportunity. And it's actually been wonderful so far, for all the reasons I expected and more, but I need to learn to mitigate the danger."

He let the words fall into the sea and be absorbed by them. Then, "Why do I care? In a word... Trust."

Vernon enters the calm state he feels when riding a Pokemon, and it lets his urge to fidget fall away. He's found the same comfort in stillness that the salty woman is accustomed to.

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Quote:Also, if you let her out, Smore seems rather interested in 'Reinforcing Potential Territory' , and expresses desire to take Command of Glommena and Galvantula to 'Lead the Defense' and 'Prepare the Area' for 'Invaders' . Question is, do you Trust your new Mon enough to allow this 'Division of Labor and Planning' ?

(05-18-2025, 06:07 PM)Lord Windos Wrote:

(05-18-2025, 11:17 AM)Iron Wrote: "That was an insightful guess," says Vernon when he feels a moment of silence has served its purpose, and his thoughts have organized themselves. He's starting to realize he got himself in deeper with Cruz than he thought. "Sounds like you might have experience?"

"All I want is to hear some of those experiences, and learn from them. Why?" He marshals his thoughts again, careful not to misstep. "Honestly, I could say something deep to justify it. Maybe there's more lurking beneath my surface, like the draft of a ship, but that isn't how I make decisions. I've always liked big Pokemon - felt a bond with them - ever since a certain experience I had on my farm as a child. It's that bonding that drives me in all my journeys with Pokemon. I like to watch them grow, literally and metaphorically. And I like to watch how they handle themselves on their literal journeys. To me, riding a Pokemon is as intimate as cuddling or battling. I see how they shoulder burdens, handle adrenaline and I share in that adrenaline, how they care for their rider, how the two become one."

"So at first I asked for help finding a Cufant, to watch it grow into a Copperajah, and I had an Oversized Lotad already, but when that became an opportunity to obtain a Cruferrophant..." Vernon stopped himself from telling the whole life story to someone he sensed understood the value of every singular word. "...Well, it's probably obvious why I jumped at the opportunity. And it's actually been wonderful so far, for all the reasons I expected and more, but I need to learn to mitigate the danger."

He let the words fall into the sea and be absorbed by them. Then, "Why do I care? In a word... Trust."

Vernon enters the calm state he feels when riding a Pokemon, and it lets his urge to fidget fall away. He's found the same comfort in stillness that the salty woman is accustomed to.

Now that is a the sort of wisdom anyone can get behind - including this old woman as she listens intently to your small tale, not missing the slightest detail nor what you're trying to convey....

Vernon's Charsmia Roll!
INS + Survival + Emapthyy (*3) - *1 (Jaded, Cynical, Tired) + 1 Success ('Trust')
(1)(5)(3)(4)(3)(6)(2) 4 Successes

Another moment passed, as the Lady of the Sea took another drag of her cigar, letting everything sink in like silt to the bottom of the ocean floor.

"....You do understand. In your own way...but you do. Trust. Growth. Camaraderie . Many reasons. Good reasons. More than most have when they chart their own course. Learn the Trade, learn the Lore. Find their own Destiny in the World. ....If they ever do at all. "

She lets out a long, thick plum of smoke, it curling and twisting in the air let eddies. A tinge, the very slightest, or melancholy was in her voice.

"....Very well."

The lady puts out her cigar and stuffs it inside her coat pocket, leaning up and crossing her arms as she looked at you.

"I'll teach you The Trade. Share my Stories of the Sea. Just enough to dry those ears. Ready you for your own voyages....in this part and the next. In exchange..."

She points to you, her already stern expression turning sharper.

"Tomorrow, I put you to work. Your entire crew. Run you through your paces, and help my crew get theres. Pay too, if you and your own sweat for it."

The salty sea dog opens that same hand to you.

"Deal?"

(05-18-2025, 10:18 PM)Iron Wrote: "Will there be a little time to check out the festival? If so, deal! If not, I'll have to think about it a second, maybe ask what hours you plan to work."

"An important question... should I bring Cruferrophant? He's far from fully trained. He does love to be a boat, but honestly I can't truly promise obedience even then."

(05-18-2025, 10:58 PM)Iron Wrote: "I'm not afraid to risk it. Here's my phone number, if you want to contact me. I'll check it out and either get back to you afterward (if the Festival doesn't live up to expectations), or come by the day after... I have this deepseated feeling that what happens there will be important in a sort of, destiny way?" *sigh* "That's been happening a lot lately..."

Vernon takes note of the brand and style of tobacco she's smoking. He'll be bringing a proper gift when he returns to start his shift.