[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

"A Legendary for commoners? The Legends be extraordinary beings, only extraordinary ideals representing. Two commoner-borne concepts in history their attention has captured. Those whose friendship prematurely by death was ended: the four Legendary Beasts under the phoenix. Against slavery fighting, the caped monocot, the Child of Garlic in the west who convinced the King's grandfather to free the commoners. His influence Sarimanok did convince more rights to grant."

"Oh! The twin dragons will guide me to a wonderful life! Thank you! I'll go tell the others." She does so, and soon they're all smiling. They're careful not to make eye contact with you, though, not knowing quite what to make of you.


The weapons wagon is stuffed to the gills. It's guarded by a bunch of mount Pokemon, including a Bastidiodon, but only one bored human. Pointy weapons aren't as valuable a weapon as a good Pokemon. "Sirrah, can I thee assist?"

Terra nodded along as Sir Artist taught him more Legendary Lore, slowly digesting the wisdom they shared and storing it away for later use. Given the group's run ins with Legendary Pokemon , the paranormal, and their trips through time, there was a decent chance such Knowledge might come in handy. Better to be prepared for nothing, than it is to having nothing prepared at all!

However, with learning new things comes questions about them, which the rugged wanderer had a couple for the skilled painter.

"Ah.....I see. Though Legends were just......themselves. Could be anything they wanted , and do whatever they wish. And us humans....all we could do is try and make......sense of it. *Shrugs* Guess I was wrong. Hm....what are the Legendary Beasts and......phoenix's name? Can you tell me more about the.....Child of Garlic too? Never heard of them all......or I have, but forgotten. *Shrugs Again* Not sure which."

(...)

With the little girl, he chuckled affably at he thanks, sharing a smile and a last few words before she scampered off.

"You are welcome. May you become stronger as you grow, and remain kind as you are. Be well, little one...."

As for the commoner's subtle apprehension concerning him, he ignored it completely, and continued providing aid to them all until he could no longer, and it was time for him to move on. He was used to such suspicion, discomfort, uncertainty and/or wariness being directed at him given his life long status as a sub-normal outsider/rugged wanderer, so their reactions hardly bothered him. It was simply the way things were for him most of the time. 

Well, before he came to Cheshire and joined the group, anyway. That decision changed/was changing his life and outlook in more ways than one, for better and/or worse!

(...)

Neither bothered or intimidated by the mount Pokemon (for he had no reason to feel either, in his opinion), the martial monk marched his way towards the weapons wagon and to the sedate soldier. When they asked if they could help him, he paused for a moment to think about it, before nodding his head..

"*Nods* Yes. Saw this wagon full of weapons, and became.....interested. Been looking for a....good arm to defend myself for awhile, so had to get a closer look to see if they were. *Nods* They are. Can see all are very high quality and good.......craftsmanship. So now I want to get one, if I can. *Shakes head* Don't have gold or silver to pay for one, though. But......"

As he trails off, he pulls out his two Treasure Maps, and presents them to the man.

"....I have these. They are Treasure Maps. Got them from an......explorer after doing a big favor for them. *Shakes head* Don't have.....means or supplies to search for the treasure, though, so been keeping maps for a......long time. *Frowns* Too long, I think, so.....mayhaps I trade these for some weapons?  Can't use them, but I can use an arm. Think you can put Treasure Maps......better use than me too. So.....?"