[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Ventus stares back at Nathan silently, before looking down at the Ralts hugging his leg. Another sigh escaped his lips, and he soon stood up again. Pulling out Raphael's Pokeball, he returned the now sleeping chick to its confines. He then walked a little past Nathan, and called out to his Ekans. "Apsis, come back to me. You've had enough time to relieve your stress on the Weezing; we have a friend of mine to save now."

The Ekans in question was resting a little bit beside the Weezing. She looked up at her master, appearing much calmer after venting its fury upon the defeat spewer. The Weezing in question...well, it had seen far better days before Apsis had her way with it. Now it will never experience any day, forevermore. Apsis soon heeded her master's call, and slithered over to his side. She eyed the Ralts curiously, before looking up at Ventus expectantly. Ventus shook his head at her; the little Psychic type was not her prey. A little disappointed, Apsis none of the less obeyed her master, and ignored the tiny little morsal.

Turning towards Nathan again, he just looked so very tired of the days events. Still, one could see the resolve in his eyes as he made up his mind to finally go out and retrieve Shiva from the dark depths of the swamp. "Once again, you are right Nathan. I'm letting the events between us get in the way of accomplishing important task, something I shouldn't allow to happen. I can't to expect to help anyone if I let the past hold me back so. ....I hope you do not take this the wrong way, but you are far wiser than I first thought," Ventus said to Nathan, smiling very slightly at both the trainer in question, and the feelings he detects from him. 'A strong, valiant soul...he'll become an Ace Trainer, that's for certain,' he though, before he stretched his limbs onces more, getting ready for the long treck to come.

"I'll be heading off now, so I entrust the safety of the people here to you. If you need me to return immediatnly, call out as loud as you can. Or send a message through your strong bond to little Ralts; he'll certainly get my attension if you are in distress," he said, before he turned towards where Shiva departed from his company. He then set out, into the darkest depths of the swamp. May Reshirem guide his path: To Shiva, and to Safety.