[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Iron]

The Skirl starts with a few slow arpeggiated notes from the shamisens. Then the whistles take over, played by those without so much training, sliding up and down to outline the melody. The Pokemon begin Lucky Chant and stomping in time - even the Metagross get into it, without being asked. The village shakes, and the first tiny raindrops begin to fall from the sky.

Then the Skirl picks up, flowing into the familiar melody that fits the lyrics of the Skirl of the Southern Wind, backed by that marching rhythm, the backbone of the melody.

Hum
Breathe
Your breath is the southern wind.

Hum
Breathe
The forests have been thinned.

Cotton
And fruit
Grown tall by summer storm

Cotton
Fruit
Her wool will keep you warm

Hum and breath throughout the mangroves ring
Now bathed in water borne of swamp and spring.
The sleepy hunter watched the sky and grinned
His spirit carried on the breath of southern wind.

Hum
Breathe
The seasons pass us by

Hum
Breathe
See Mother Nature cry.

The Elder leads the melodic counterpoint on his flute, a motion that is clearly well practiced. The way he plays it is fantastically complex, sometimes implying the melody rather than playing it directly.

The song builds to its climax and you begin to feel the energy building all around you in response. Valder's Piloswine is there, glowing with Ancient Power. The other mystical or psychic Pokemon, such as Kirlia and Cottonee, all have expressions of joy on their faces, eyes closed to connect. There is no sign of a change in the wind yet, however, but the song and ritual are not yet over.


I'll let you all post a little more in response to this, and then there will be a roll based on what I see.