[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

Ventus nodded at Nathan's advice, before commenting, "Hmm...I guess its decided, then. I'll take care of the Ekans, until I find a better owner in the next town over. I heard Ginger Town was having a upcoming festival of sorts, so that would be an opportune time to find the right home for the snake. Thanks for the advice, Nathan." As they continued to walk, they reached a trail that lead up to Mt. Molten. Looking at the forests that surrounded the volcano, Ventus started feel a bit uneasy of the surroundings.

Even with Nathan's assurance that there were virtually no wild Pokémon on the lower trails, he was not too sure that fortune would favor them, especially with the fact that they don't have their Pokémon companions. When they both heard what sounded like a very energetic beast, his feeling of foreboding only intensified. He swallowed whatever concerns he was going to voice, though, and continue to follow him. "Well, I trust you know this area best, so I have total faith in your expertise. Still, if we happen to be accosted by a wild Pokémon... well, we will handle the situation the best we can. If worst comes to worst, though, leave me and run."

Fortunately, they both arrived  at Nathan choice of meeting grounds unacolsted, to Ventus immense relief. While he can still hear that rambuctuas Pokémon, it far enough away from them that its a distant threat at this point. 'Still, I'll keep an ear out for those cries. If they get any closer to our location, I'll let him know and we'll decide on what to do," he though, sitting on the ground in front of the large stone. With a small smile on his face, he enjoyed the surrounding warth of the mountain. "Ah, it feels wonderful up here. Not as hot a the desert north of Castila, but its nowhere near as arid, so that's a plus. Since I already posed a question at you earlier, I feel it fair for you to share your questions with me."

Nathan leans against a tree across from the rock underneath that one old tree.  He goes silent for a few minutes as memories come rushing back to him.  The unbearable heat of that day.  The sight of someone or something laying on that rock.  The surprise and shock when he discovered it was a Ralts, beaten almost beyond recognition.  The sudden rainstorm that sprung up without warning as he rushed the injured pokemon back to town.  The absol that had followed them until they left the forest...wait, an absol?  He'd forgotten that detail almost entirely...had it really only been a year since he'd found Ralts here?  'Guess I was caught up in the moment at that time...but thinking about it, I don't know what that absol was doing here...was it chasing us?  Watching us?  Whatever it was doing here, I have a hunch it was related to Ralts...'  Nathan's expression goes from neutral to thoughtful to confused during this time.

After another moment though, he asks his question, ever mindful of the surrounding sounds of nature.  "So, you said you wished to help and know some pokemon intricacies. Let's start with that.  How much do you know about raising psychic type pokemon?"