[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Your skin is chapped and your hair tousled as the Incarnation, now confident in her destination, accelerates! Creshire rushes by underneath you. Swamp becomes meadow, meadow becomes mountain, mountain becomes city.


Underneath, you can see the green tide of vines questing into Stair City. They have long since overwhelmed the wall, though you see occasional red flashes there. Indeed, the vines have raced quite quickly along the major streets in the north and have climbed over all the businesses and residents in that quadrant (supposed to be the first to evacuate). Where the vines have been the longest, they pull even concrete into rubble. Steel building frame have so far not been affected, but the damage looks intense.

In a flash, you have passed over the Skull Ruins, where only one spire protrudes above the green sea, and to the edge of the vines. The Southern Wind lands on a mountainous peak west of the disaster area. The Metagross immediately clamp to it.

As you dismount, you notice that the Tailwind effect lingers, and your Pokemon spend a little time climbing up and down boulders at high speeds. The Metagross can move as fast as a train in this way, despite whatever terrain the Great Divide throws at them.

The intense breeze, the sight and majesty of Primal Alteria soaring through the open sky, the fact that everyone including himself wear actually flying along with the ancient cloudy songbird......all of this and more lead Ventus into an enthralled state quite like no other in his life (Other than the time he saw Reshirim themselves by N's side, of course!) ! His mind was also paradoxically racing too as he darted along the air currents, taking in the phenomena/S.W.I. before him with keen eyes the practically sparkled with intrigue/intense curiosity, intent on remembering every possible detail for later review/scrutiny for his research notes. Seeing the pieces on P.A. fluff around Shiva/Nathan's Eggs also made him make a mental note to self to either request some of the down himself for his own Egg in the future/as a genetic sample, or ask for a tuff from either Nathan or Shiva. Flying through the air with a bordline Legendary/Mythical Dragon Pokémon on a quest to save the city......it was like a dream come true to the Pokémon Researcher, one that he hoped would never end.......

..........The sight of Stair City being swamped and devastated by those Vines sharply curtailed such feeling of merriment/awe, sadly. It was just a testament and reaffirmal in the paranoid scientist mind how NOTHING magical/arcane could ever be trusted to be anything but evil, horrible, and destructive, spurring on those feelings of pure loathing and hatred as he now more than ever wanted to end their reign of tyranny once and for all! 'One way or another, we'll get to the root of these tenacious Vines and tear them asunder, scouring them from the earth and save everyone we can, doing everything within our power to achieve this goal! Reshirim, Zekrom, and Kyurem, hear my prayer now, and grant us all your blessing that we may succeed in our epic quest to save all of Cheshire from this threat!'

Shortly after that vow/prayer, the group and the S.W.I. landed , where upon Ventus teattered around a bit on the uneven mountain ground as he got used to such a sudden change in terrain/travel, before he whipped out his camera in his bag to take about 5-6 pictures of Primal Alteria to go along with his report. Hey, just because he was on a quest to save Stair/Cheshire doesn't mean he's forgotten the main reason he came to the region in the first place (Well, besides escaping from his authoritative gov, that is). The empath then rapidly put the camera away and gave the majestic/mighty Dragon a deep, formal bow with all the inner born grace he could muster, and solemnly said to her: "We are greatly honored for you coming to our aid in our time of need Southern Wind Incarnate, and from the bottom of my heart I deeply thank you for this boon. If it does not trouble you, could you give some of your fluff to me as well, though? I noticed you gave some to my friend and, while I currently don't have an Egg on me, one of them is carrying it for me until such a time that I must look after it myself for the rest of its gestation, so I am humbly as you for this small boon as well.... Regardless, I wish you have safe travels to where ever you need be go. May the winds prove forever favorable to you!"

After that last exchange with the living pseudo Legend, the researcher was quick to hop onto his/Shiva's Metagross mount, ready and quite willing to get a move on to their next location.......though that euthasium was severely dampered by seeing that Nathan had elected to keep that wretch demon dog of his out. Knowing the boy's STUBBORNESS and DISTINCT LACK OF CARE FOR THE SENSIBILITY/FEARS OF OTHERS at this point, he knew that voicing his objections would lead nowhere but unnecessarily raised group tensions, so he grit his teeth and stay silent for the most part with a scowl on his face. That didn't stop him from glaring at the foolish boy with a Look that Kirlia could plainly interpret as : 'Its a miracle that your relationship with the group has not been torched to the ground at this point, given your apparent lack care for such things. Is it any wonder why, then, that we have such a unreasonably difficult time trusting and/or caring about you, when you don't appear to even humor our beliefs without great effort on our parts? Hope that abomination is truly worth our lost faith and confidence in you, Nathan.'

Order: Take Pictures, request some fluff, and journey towards (Hopefully!) the Ends of The Earth, all while seething angry that Nathan decided that, instead of having Rapidash out or asking for another sweater or two, he brings out the one creature he KNOWS that roughly half the party has reason to hate or distrust. Things never are easy between our characters, eh?