[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

In an unfortunate turn of events, it turns out that, after a few minutes of painstakingly combing the bush, it only contain a few shiny bits of trash. 'Completely and utterly worthless, both to my current predicament and the environment. Well, I shall just tidy up here, and continue my expedition in finding better objects for myself. Perhaps I will have more luck if I explore further away from the trail...' Ventus though, letting out a few disenchanted grumbling as he stuff the garabage he found into his satchel, before going deeper into the woods.

Lucifer, who had finished his yummy treat by now, had snuggled right back into the researcher comforting tweed sweater, and almostly immedianlty dozed off. He's had a really busy day thus far; getting to know his master and friends, as well as Frisking the surrounding forest for trinkets to snatch up sure took a lot out of them! Now its time for sleeping dragon to lie...*zzzzzz*. Ariel, meanwhile, was doing her best to keep up with her master quick pace, and was just about ready to let loose a Bubble on him as a not so polite means of telling him to slow his pace a tad. However, something...perplexing caught her attension, forcing her attension away from Ventus and carrying her wobbling stubbs over to said peculiarity.

Said researcher, catching onto the change in his Corsola's mood (He'd been monitoring it for some time, and was just about ready to hit the deck at any signs of being hosed), turned towards the direction she went off too, and both of his eyebrows shot up at the sight. By all appearances, there was a Bonsley sitting in some sort of clay pot, with Ariel hovering outside their range staring curiosly at the mimic. She was aware that it was a fellow Rock type, but it didn't understand why it would be imitating their dreaded enemy, Grass typing. While not hostile to the faux tree, she was still ready for any signs of aggression on their part, so it better watch it!

What caught Ven's eye, however, wasn't the Bonsley, but on the pot itself: A Dragonair statue was nesting on its border, and their appeared to be some sort of scripted inscribed on the pot. His curiosity clearly aroused, he began walking over to the potted rock, holding his hands up in a sigh of peacefulness. "Greeting, Bonsley. Forgive my trespasses, but I wish to examine the scripture on your home, and also the Dragon Statue resting on it. I have no malicious intent against you, so would you please entreat me on this matter?"

Order: Not going to start a fight with Bonsley for once, as I don't want to risk damaging the pott or statue. If negotiation are successful, Ven's going to get a closer look at both Dragonair and text, and make decision on what to do based on that. If the fossil wood wanabee decides its not in the mood for zen, however, Ariel will waste no time in unleashing a Bubble at it, and will keep doing so once per round until it either faints, or knocks it off and surrenders.