[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

*some rolls*

You find a big wagon holding tons of weapons. You find an artist painting Xerneas, Landorus, and Cobalion, with the King's Eye behind them. You find a somewhat hidden camp of commonfolk, who are shorter and skinnier, following the main camp. They scavenge for items when the soldiery move on, and sometimes they come out to beg or serve the noblemen progenitors.

You learn that the soldiers are expanding the road westward through a desert where Teazel Valley is in your time. This will allow Sarimanok to have coast-to-coast access, supposedly so anyone anywhere in Creshire can come to his palace and ask for things.

You find an abandoned bag of the ashes used for producing glass. It's in the kind of weird bag the Conkeldurr use.

Seeing as he was near clueless about the greater scope of Cheshire's distinguished history, Terra didn't hold much expectation for what his exploration of the King's Men Campsite would yield beyond he'd already observed. Even so, he couldn't help but garner a strong wonder from everything he came across. From the Conkeldurr experimentations and planning out the construction of what would be Route 12/13, to the noble yet perfervidous energy that was shared by all the robust soldiers, their was always something that grabbed his attention, keeping him in a near constant state of captivation and intense curiosity. 

The fierce battles between man, Pokemon, and any combination thereof were obviously of the most interest to him, but since he had nothing he could afford to wager on a fight for himself/his partners, all he could do was content himself to watching. Not as thrilling to do so, but it was still fun and engaging none the less.

All of this stimulus would have normally been dizzying and/or overwhelming for the simple monk, were it not for the sense of familarity , kinship , [and contentedness he experienced as he took everything in. Honestly, it was quite mystifying to him why he felt this way in a time/place so very far detached from his own, but it didn't change the fact that he did. In the end, he just shrugged it off for the most part and continued to enjoy himself, as overthinking about his own gut feelings wouldn't serve to do much more than confuse or distract. It wasn't as if it was a bad thing that he felt right at home in the campsite. Just.......different.

Concerning the wagon o' weapons he came across, the rugged wanderer decided to investigate it a bit more closely, as while he was not exactly interested in wielding one of the deadly implements (He wasn't into THAT kind of fighting), 'ancient' weaponry had its appeal. Later on when he spotted the painter and his Legendary work in progress, and grew curious enough to walk right up behind them and ask about it, giving them a tap on the shoulder to get their attention.

"Excuse me, but can you tell me about what you are painting? Why, too? Have a......friend that is a artist like you, but not seen him do something like this. *Beat* Oh, and good job so far......I think. Not an artist, but it looks nice to me."

The hidden camp, its impoverished people......all of it caused Terra to frown to himself, quietly displeased with the state they lived in. After looking around it for a bit, he mulled over what he saw for several moments, until he suddenly nodded to himself, coming to the decision to help the commoners out however he could. That would mainly involved him going over to the needier/hungrier looking people/families and offering some of his rations to them, doing various odd task suited for a man of his stature, and (if its possible), summoning both Lapis Lazuli and Tommy to generate as much wealth as he could with their respective Moves and then distributing it fairly/equally to everyone, keeping none of it for himself. He could sympathize with their plight given his own life of hardship and ostrication, so he'd spare what he little generosity he could to improve the lives of at least some of them and hope it would be enough.... 

As for the Bag of Ashes, he simply pocketed it after giving it a once over and deemed it was alright for him to do so. No clue what he could do with all this fine soot, but maybe Shiva or Nathan could get some use out of it.

Orders: Essentially, further investigation of weapons and artistry, having Terra do some humanitarian work for the commoners, and taking the Bag of Ashes for his friends to make use of! Nothing wrong with any of that, right? I don't anticipate their to be any problems, but then again anything can happen when Time Travel has occured....