[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

As the meeting between the Pink 'n Powerful Plant and him + group was winding to a close, Terra was silently contemplating what had been discussed thus far, head down and arms crossed. The Millennium Comet was coming, and with it Deoxys. Soon, he and his friends would have to delve deep into the accursed Skull Ruins to gather the Four Lost Treasure/Arms to defeat the extraterrestrial threat, facing constant peril, adversity. If they failed at any point, Cheshire would suffer under the Invader's tenacious and arcane whims until its fathomless curiosity was sated or someone/thing/group else rose up to defeat it.

It was daunting quest, to put it mildly. All that pressure to succeed, against and through such unimaginably difficult and unbelievably daunting, with the fate of the entire region and everyone in it at some of the highest stakes conceivable........even a stoic, mountain of a man such as himself found it all to be a bit much. Why, out of everyone else was his friend put up to that instead of more experienced Trainers like the Elite Four? He knew without a Shadow Sneak of a doubt Nathan, Shiva, Heart, and Spira were extraordinary people able of rising to any occasion if they put their all into in, including saving Cheshire, but was it fair or right for them to shoulder such a burden?

And what about him? Out of everyone else in the group, he was the least unique, special, and capable out of them all. Sure, he was a good fighter and Survivalist, had some talent with money and could Perform/stand with the best of them, and had recently come into his own as an chef (hard for him to believe as that was), but that was about it. Nathan was a genius historian with a distinguished history behind him, Shiva was (despite her flaws) a top class breeder and the most loving and empathetic woman he'd ever meet that could befriend any Pokemon if she barely tried, Heart was an esteemed collector and highly competent in his own rights with a unique, adventurous, and noble past of his own, and Spira.....well, he was at least a good breeder and a former Gym Acoylate

Not that he begrudged or lamented his seemingly low station. He was a simple man that took care of his partners and was the bodyguard and protector of his friends, and he was just fine and happy with that. It's just that he couldn't quite understand how could measure or to such great people, or hope to compare with them. He was simply not special and important at all, unlike them.

Maybe that was his self confidence talking, or lack thereof. He still had a vague grasp on the concept, despite his friend's help on the matter.

Never the less, despite his own precieved inadequacy, he'd stand by and up for his friend, no matter what. Such was his duty, responsibility, and honor, and he would not fail them. Ever.

Still.....he felt a need. A desire. To get stronger, to become better, and prove to himself and everyone that he could handle the dangers to come.

Which was why Terra looked back up to Primal Lurantis with a solemn and serious expression, and outstretched an arm to point at the ancient creature.

"Lurantis.....I would like to challenge you. To a Fight, with my Pokemon. Want to see.....if I can do well. Against you.....and other Pokemon like you. See.....if I can perform my duty for my friends, in future."

......Well now. This is an interesting development....