[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

After a long day filled with stressful situation and realizations, maintaining a high degree of tolerance towards Nathan, and hours of traveling/ training/exploration, Ventus was more than ready + happy to began setting up camp when the sun began to set below the horizon. Lucifer, who he had elected to not to return to his Pokemon for now out of a desire to simply spend more quality time with him, was currently snuggling in the fabulously comfortable interior of his tweed sweater as the durable researcher went about constructing the tent, gathering firewood and stones for the firepit, and doing one last sweep of the area to make sure it was clear of threats. It never hurts to be certain of that, after all!

Upon finishing all this work, he was even more exhausted from the expended effort, but his huge Vitality and hearty constituation meant that he wasn't too bothered by such strain, so he sat down by the fire he/somelse made and basked in its warmth for awhile. The empath also reached down into his satchel and brought out an apple for Lucifer to snack on, earning him an estatic croon from the little devil as it went to town nibbling on it. Ventus tenderly smile with unrestrained love at him, patting them on the head a few time in fondness before he focused his attention of the flickering flames in front of him. Soon, he would have rest for the night, and ready himself once more for trecking through the unkempt wilderness in between them and Arrowroot, but for now he would enjoy what little time he had left in the day with his drake, and tuck into some wonderful meal that Heart cooked up. Not a bad way to end the day, in his opinion!

Shiva still mostly kept silent and following her own thoughts, but just as the campfire was warming herself, it warmed her to see how tenderly Ven cared for his draconic bat. 'Draconic', despite everything it's still a Dragon... Eventually, it may become a Noivern even. The dragons she knew where different from what she observed here, on top of that she already been labled a Dragon Slayer by Heart... Despite everything, she still managed to forge a bond to this oddball of researcher and his dragons. How miraculous it still felt, the more she thought about that - not that she said a word about that though, she just kept stroking through Yena grey fur as he dared to curl himself up in Master's lap after some hesitation, occassionally interrupted by a gaze to the sky.

There is nothing she feels to discuss with the party/tell about.