[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

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Nice job, with that dealt with Shiva now lets her gaze wander over the frozen lake once more, then turns around to make her way back to the others. She found them all close to Rose and Swiftfire, and from the look of it nothing has gone amiss in the meanwhile - how pleasantly to realize!~ She speeds up her pace a little now that she doesn't have fear slipping on the ice anymore, and waves to them all in shy eager as soon as she was within their range.

However, she stops a step before the others and tilts her head in wonder to accompany her crossed arms. "Well... Hi again! Good to see that you're all doing relatively fine, thanks for waiting on me... Now though, it's not THAT cold once you gotten used to it!~ I've added warm-enough clothes to the list of things we should bring along down Mount Sentry, but it seems only me put this thought into action?" She avertes her gaze a little to stare at something undefinied further down the path, and absent-mindedly dusts off her black-outside and darkgreen-inside cloak with one hand protected by darkbrown half-gloves to free it from some snowflakes the Bergmite headbutted down from a wall, the Ninetales-scarf is closely wrapped around her neck. The weaved-in Furret-hair in the cloak nicely blocks off any outer coldness. If she'd be to carry a quiver + a longbow styilized after a Virizion and know how to use it, the image of a female half-elf-ranger with a close touch to nature would be even better.

"None was probably up to get close to the frozen lake? I've taken a careful walk on it, it didn't break under my feet. A Bergmite I met there - or rather, it met me, it didn't behave wary or shy at all." With a slight and sly smile, Shiva pats a sidepocket of her cloak, to show that she caught it and it's even with her now. She missed the exchange/loan of the Never-Melt-Ice.

Still, Shiva is not untouchable, and she'd do a lot to sleep over in a comfy and warm bed standing in a Pokemon Center's dorm again, where she can cuddle up to the pillows and to Ventus to all of her heart's content... Awww, Good and warm thoughts.

When Ven offered her the black mud covered in ice crystals, she stared at it in amazement for a moment before she carefully takes it into her hands. She turns it a few times in her hands to examinate it from all sides, and rather quickly she was sure what she was currently holding in her hands: Precious HURTLOAM, despite the tangible coldness was chilling her half-gloved hands she could definitely feel the roaming Earthpower inside of it. It felt...'passive' however, yes, as if it was dormant.

Shiva looks back at Ventus, faces him in a mixed and unreadable expression. A lot of different thoughts ran through her mind, one swiftly chased the other, and she was rather undisclosed what to even say: She knows of the healing capabilities of Hurtloam, but she just as knows that her beloved wasn't fond of Earthpower and the assoziated eremit.

Eventually, she decided to to tell him the following in a voice that was almost forcefully kept neutral and soft: "Dear, what you found here is a special kind of black mud. Can you see these golden flecks in it, feel some dormant power in it when holding it? ...I-I can. It'll restore some health (1hp) to a Pokemon no matter what if spread over it's body, will even awake a fainted one, all while also curing poisoning, paralyzis and other nasty conditions like Forests' Curse or such. Something prevents the power from being used more than once per day." ... "This one here seems dormant however. Carrying it around and exposing it to warmth and life, or in short handling it quite like a Pokemon Egg, for some days should do the job of awakin' it."

A small break followed. It seems like there's more than what Shiva is telling him, but she's trying hard to not let him notice it for good, for sure it'd allure a not-so-please reaction from him, she doesn't desire to put him on edge unecessarily... (I don't know if Ventus can pick this up.) "Ven, shall I...place it into a pocket of my cloak so that it'll be subconsciously and permanently warmed by my body warmth, or maybe place it into the Fast Incubator to accompany the Delibird-Egg you gave me to carry?" She offers the Hurtloam back to him nevertheless in her cupped hands.

Nathan shoots Shiva a silent, deadpan stare before going back to huddling close to Swiftfire.  It is totally that cold (Iron did say Swiftfire's light and warmth were entirely necessary now, after all).  He'd probably be an ice cube right about now if it weren't for Swiftfire.  No amount of cold weather preparation could have readied him for tundra-like temperatures!  He'd rather not risk getting dunked in freezing cold waters on top of that.

If it's not clear enough, Nathan's definitely feeling pretty dang miserable right now.  Mostly physically, but it is slightly affecting his emotional state too.

Nathan doesn't comment on the Hurtloam thing...mostly because even if he could form a response, he still wouldn't quite know what to say...