[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Iron]

What a lucky shot. The day has only started and yet Shiva felt a tab bit closer to what seemed to progress the group in saving the far away Stair City from those blasted vines. Given that she was on the right path, that is! In fact, somewhere deep she was still unsure about whether it was, but the will to follow this path and at least give it a try where a tiny little bit stronger than any ever-present doubts within her. To her very own suprise, she didn't feel bad or worried about that plan - situation was dire (how dire, she only knew from the latest vision), yes, didn't this only mean one should try harder? Was there any other choice available within time apart from journeying to the ends of the earth?

"Hmm... That's what I already suspected. It sounds like this Incarnate is an overall generous and friendly 'creature' contrary to her orderer, able to fly us anywhere yet only northward and without return anymore. Earlier, she seemingly did. I feel that something might have...enraged or infected her enough to cause her loose faith and reason such a change." ... "Oh, and a Cottonwood Tree sounds funny, I like that! Do any of these grow nearby the village?" ( = can they be encountered?)

No more questions after this.

"Yes, they grow fairly commonly in the swamps. They are easy to pick out, because they are the only tree to grow over 40' tall. They shed their cotton in Summer, when the Nincada evolve."

"If you are interested in summoning the Southern Wind, you will have to spend time preparing yourself. She only comes to one who can clear their mind and feel the energy of the earth. Grass Pokemon can be helpful in this. Musical Pokemon are good too. I've heard of some using Psychic types to help calm them, too. Allow the music of the Southern Wind to enter you. Learn the music until you have it down so well that you cannot make a mistake. Well, I don't mean a wrong note, I mean a wrong feeling. The music will carry you as much as the Southern Wind does." He smiles.

"Ah, I saw her once, the Southern Wind. A beautiful streamlined elder spirit, she was to me, Flying on the wings of wind...high above the haze...it was the finest moment of my life when we completed that ritual."