[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

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"Excellent job, Emily.  That should definitely do it.  Now then, as for the rest of the things I need for this..."

Step two: the evolutionary items.  The Dawn Stone Necklace, the King's Rock, and the Destiny Knot that ties the two together.  Followed by having Ridia wear the ensemble.

"A Dawn Stone for the drastic change in your abilities.  A King's Rock for your elevated status.  A Destiny Knot to truly weave both into your destiny.  Wear them with pride, Ridia."

Step three: preparing and reviewing the 'incantation' for when the paints are dry.  Once the picture is dry, Reiner instructs Ridia to stand in the center of the circle.

Step four: beginning the ritual. Typing up a little poem on the fly to cover both the 'incantation' and the 'actual' final confirmation! (Partially because I like rhyming )

"Both deep in the sea, and high in the sky,
A Dragon's true might is more than meets the eye.

A Savage vengence or a Noble majesty.
If you truly wish to be a Dragon, then that's what you'll be.

No matter the Type
No matter the appearance
No matter the demeanor
No matter the origins

What makes a Dragon is not what can be seen at a glance.
And so we must look elsewhere for their dance.

A Hidden Power lays dormant, 
But only for as long as you choose.
So if you truly wish to be a Savage Wyvreon,
Awaken it now and show us your Draconic Performance!"

The ever present din of background noise of the assembled witnesses to Ridia's Dragon Ritual wanes away as you wove together the three Items required together and spoke aloud of their significance. 
".....My Reiner.....He Is Calling Upon Powers Ancient and Arcane to Evolve His Eevee…." "Hehehe.....Yes, yes he is, my old friend. Quiet impressive, for a man of the modern age!"
Big Sis bows her head and lets you adorn her with the evolutionary ensemble, her entire being one of utmost dignity and respect at this moment, for she knows the severity and magnitude this ritual hold now and the rest of her life.
".....I Worry." "*Chuckles* Of what, pray tell?" ".....That He Will Not Be Able to Control The Power He's Invoking, and Instead Be Controlled by It."
She pads over and takes her place, and already you could feel a palatable sense of change and energy began to faintly thrum and pulse throughout the Training Room.
"Ah, you fret to much, my dearest spector! He withstood the remnant will of Prima....Primal MEW, the influence of multiple Cursed Arms, and an Elderitch Beast presence and ire, no matter how diminished all of them were. He and his little Dragon to be will be just fine."
Finally, the most important part of Dragon Ritual commenced, as you brought out a piece of paper and read from it/mentally reviewed the poem you created, intoning each line and word with all the solemnity and grandeur they deserve.
"......Are You Sure?" "Positively and Completely." ".....Then So Be It." "So mote it be. Now, let's just watch and see what happens, shall we?" "...We Shall."
Music: Pokemon HG/SS Kimono Summining Music Extended

When you began reading, the feeling of quietness and tension in the room increases drastically, each and everyone in the room save for yourself and Ridia wincing as it impacted them. 

For you, a sensation of expectation and power well up within you and threaten to crep and pervade your entire being, but your Will and own Draconic Nature beat it back and put it tightly under the yoke of your control, for you were your only master.

For her, she seemed to drink in the energies being produced by her esemble and The Dragon Ritual, letting out a low *Purr* of pleasure in the beginning before hastily putting a lid on it.

As you continue to speak each line, utter every words, and enunciate each syllable, those feelings only grew within all. 

Things rapidly became uncomfortable for the spectators, with Sliggo and Poe cuddle their respective supporting human for comfort, and Lindworm isn't even bother by it at all!

Only Yang seemed to maintain his cool composure, but still his eyes were narrowed as he watched on, and waited. 

More sensations began to plague you, of honor, duty, brutality, and mercilessness, but one by one they were dominated and subsumed by your Will as you unerrily continued to intone your poem. 

Ridia…at this point a faint light was began to emenate for the circle, the Items, and herself, her eyes closed and hair began to rise and stand up on in like some sort of Anti Gravity was in effect on her.

Then, only then, you finished poem by challenging Ridia. Challenging her to not simply be granted her Evolution, but to seize it instead, showing him and everyone why she deserved, nay, was her Dragon Gods given right to become a True Dragon!

The Tension was at its highest point.

Everyone held their breath.

You watched your little Eevee.

Ridia opened her eyes, and glare at you with every ounce of defiance and authority within her, and then unleashed her Hidden Powers.

She roared.

Her outcry echoed throughout the room, the sheer force of it almost enough to hurt you, and everyone else but Yang took an involuntary step backwards.

A familiar blinding white light surged throughout her being, obscuring it from all's sight as she began her Evolution into a Savage Wyvreon.

She first grew larger. Much larger, to about the size of an Arcanine. Unlike it, though, her form did not gain any bulk, but instead became, lean and wiry. What's more, you could see the tell tell signs of durable and harsh looking scale begin spurting all over her body, armoring it against future assaults.

Her legs elongated and bended, and thick, Tough looking Claws spurted out of each of her paws, and BIG bony spurs burst outwards from the back. 

Next came her tail, with its fluffiness completely eradicated as it suddenly tripled its original length, becoming thick, blunt, and serpentine...no, draconic.

Finally, her head grew to match her body, her ears growing to almost comical proportions and her whole facial region reconstructed to look more vulpine than the dog/cat/fox hybrid she was before.

The light faded away then at long last, revealing Ridia in her new Draconic splendor and glory.



(The picture is for the general template I used to design Savage Wyvreon, and should not be taken as a direct representation!)
 She lifted her head high and bared her a sharp, toothy grin at you, before she snarled out the name of her new Evolution:

"Wyvreon!"

Congratulations, Ridia has Evolved into a Savage Wyvreon!!! Her Loyalty and Happines is now 3 Each, but her Disobedience is 5. She will not accept Risuko Berries or Ranc Berries without a fight. If Poe is out and in her presence, however, her Disobedience is treated as if it were 3 instead.
"[u]Hehehehe….a magnificent Evolution, if I say so myself! The little drake and his wolverine of a dragon handled themselves beautifully...[/u]"
Entry on WYVREON (Disambiguous) and its SAVAGE Variant.
Wyvreon, the Draconic Fox Pokémon
Currently an extremely new species discovered by Yuuka Arendse after multiple years of intense research, this Evolution of the Eevee Subspecies of Pokémon exhibits the most insubordinate behavior out of them all, like the majority of Dragon types. What's more, this branch Evolution also exhibits Variant Forms that come about depending on how the Dragon Ritual to Evolve them is conclude, making it more distinct and unique than any other Eevee Evolution, save for arguably Nucleon.
"......Once Again, You Were Correct, Zuryk. I Should Have More Faith In My Reiner.....But I Can't Help My Wariness It Seems....."
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If the Eevee concludes The Dragon Ritual via 'a Draconic Action', they will evolve into what is known as a Savage Wyvreon. Unlike its Noble counterpart, this Variant is HIGHLY aggressive, hot blooded, and fiercely tempered, often to the point of brutality and savageness (as its name implies)paralleling that of a Garchomp or Hydreigon, or outright sadism comparable to that of a particular wicked Dragon or 'Evil' Evolved Dark type. They will NEVER back down from a fight or challenge against them, showing unfettered ferocity in battle unless given sufficient reason and/or a direct order from a trainer they respect to the fullest, to the point they would rather die against impossible odds than admit defeat or inferiority to its opponent(s). 
"[u]Oh, don't be so hard on yourself dear. You are just reacting as a Lover should to their partner, though I would caution you to not be so forward with such.....defensivenss with the little drake, least you scare him off or, hehehe....try to lash back against you. Of course, this is only my advice, so as I always say to you: take it with great judgment and care, my friend.[/u]"
Additionally, they posses the (Currently) unique Move Rend/Serration, a Dragon type tearing/gouging/slashing move of such devastating impact that it rips almost any Pokémon up, including Fairy types but has absolutely no effect on Ghosts or Steel types, making it a surprise threat against one of its Type's typical counter but rendering it stone walled against two others. It was with this Move and under the CAREFUL and COMPLETE control of a Kimono Dancer that a Savage Wyvreon managed to nearly massacre (EDITER'S NOTE: In a FIGURATIVE sense!) most of a battleon composed of all its other sub species Branch Evolutions (Save Nucleon), with the bulk of the force being Glaceons and Slyveons. It weathered and endured Super Effective Move after Critical Hit after Near Lethal Attack as it did so, continuing to fell opponent after opponent and sustaining heavy injury most Pokémon couldn't take, until its body could no longer hold out and it collapsed into a dead Faint. It subsequently made a full recovery after a trip to a Pokémon Center and only six hours of rest.
".....I Understand. Thank You. For This, That, and Introducing My Reiner To Me...."
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It is a Pokémon of supreme savageness and ferocity overall, one that only the most Veteran or Ace of Trainers and Master Dragon Tamers should attempt to train, domesticate, and/or control. This Eevee Evolution Variant is, to say it bluntly and unprofessionally, a veritable killing machine, and should either be avoided at all costs, or handled with the sturdiest armor and strongest of Wills. Beware.
"[u]You are quite welcome, my dearest specter. Until we chat again, Saluh.[/u]"
(Movelist will come later, since I have not managed to find my original copy of it after all this time!)
"Farewell."