[Game Thread] Lord Windos’ PokeRole Adventure 2: The Wild Lands

[Lord Windos]

(...)

However, she is not alone, a big, dark black bird Pokemon its in her shoulder, looking menace and ready to tear to shreds any possible threat or anyone close. The Pokemon also carry a metalic beak in its beak.

(...)

She looks a bit confuse, and then looks in her pouch, and find it. A gemstone with the triangular spike, and having a triangular hole in its reaches half a inch in. Its have a bright color who flux between grey black and red.

She looks around, to the gather of people around her. She gulp, and then look at her Pokemon.

"I guess Lady Luck is not with good mood today Fortuna. Thats funny and weird at the same time."

She look at the cowboy person, and trying to keep a smile on her face, she show her Gemstone. "If you are speaking about this stone, I suppose it is a yes." She show her two gloves, putting the two together. "Name Oz. Nice to meet ya. And thats in my shoulder..." She points towards her Honckrow. "Its Fortuna. Dont mind her scary face, she is like this to most people. But she is cool. Sometimes."

The Honchrow - Fortuna, if Oz was being completely forthright - simply and curiously gazed upon the entire gather, tilting their head this way and that at each and every person. In particular Seddi gets an intrigued look and a nod, Bernhard is given a somewhat dark look of reservation, Akaumu they simply bow their head towards, while the last person in the shadows makes them straighten up a bit in attention. 

Far from domineering or egotistical as most of its kin, it appears this raven companion is calm, disciplined, and possesses a degree of shrewdness bent more towards character assessment that mere scheming. Intriguing....

Once mentioned in such a joking manner the black bird looks over to give their fellow the equivilent of a raised eyebrow, before lightly bonking their Trainer. Now then, don't be spreading such slander; leave that to the professionals , Oz....

(...)

Quickly a Mareanie jumps out of the backpack and.. onto his head? The little spike ball excitedly hopping around while checking out all the new faces from his newly tall viewpoint.

The second pink pair of eyes turns out to be a *shiny* Hakamo-o, staring out of her safe heaven while her tail swishes behind her. Seems like she's the cautious of the crew.

His voice perks up, sounding like he's been working the whole day. ''Akamu is my name. So you are who *she* and this stone wanted me to meet, I'm not quite sure what the reason for this commotion is but I wouldn't dare doubt *her* judgement. Nice to meet you guys.''

 

*Rolls* 2 Successes
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Seddi can't help but get the inkling their was a bit more than meets the eye to this blue-haired stranger - they had a similar air to that of some of the more Mystical Pokemon you've run across.

Bernhard and Oz, on the other hand, immediately shoot you surprised and/or intense Looks, with the floating Scimitar involuntarily cocking his head at them like they're some curio that just popped right into existence before their eyes (Which is sorta accurate...). Oz, meanwhile, has a quick whispering session with her shoulder birdie, who looked a bit contemplative before finally nodding, causing the human in the equation to give Akuma a...happy if pained smile. 

The shadowy stranger doesn't overtly react to them, but the Keen Eyed could see the shadows surrounding them Flinch away from Akamu, and that they stood up just a bit straighter.

Akamu, on the other hand, had only the vaguest sense that the people in this improtu meeting was something Special indeed - which, considering how they got into contact with each other, was less than surprising or helpful.  Nalu was giving everyone a cheerful wave, while the Hakumo-o remained on guard with an almost anticipatory air surrounding her.

Darren's theme: Servant of the Crystal (Final Fantasy Type-0)

As Darren reaches the park, he sees the other souls already present, he too shows his gemstone, and to Seddi's question, "Yep. Name's Darren." Some of the first things one would notice is the six Net balls at Darren's belt. He appears to be in his 20's or 30's, but an initial glance wouldn't be able to tell, his brown hair lightly moves in whatever wind got kicked up by the Wistful Soul's entrance. His eyes that almost match his hair take in the park.

The old man beside him, a spry looking gentlemen that still appeared like they had a lot spring and pep into their step despite the can and slightly hunched over back, gave everyone a friendly wave.

"Name's Aaron! I'm on a adventure of sorts with my apprentice here - though it looks like it found him instead and dragged us both into it. *Sighs* Just another day in Sutalor, I suppose....should've known better things would start off-kilter here."

My chara's theme: Cult of the Lamb - Shamura's domain, Bishop of Wisdom and War

Keeping their personal distance from everyone else and remaining howering mid-air thanks to Magic!, The Wistful Soul patiently waits and observes. Their face remains stoic with an almost omnipresent frown, little to no emotion is displayed on the outside. Their middle-length, straight blackish hair that partly covers their face like a curtain or frame, and the middle-aged man (roughly 47 y/o) does not look very sturdy or powerful from outwards appearance alone, given how thin and lanky they are looking. Yet, there is some palpable domineering aura lingering in the air, as it should for a member of the Scimitar society of their high rank.

(...)

"...Greetings. A fine place chosen by Lady Luck, Miss Fortune and Father Fate.*long pause*" Their voice is quiet, almost cold, but it somehow still gives off a mildly commanding vibe. They let their piercing gaze wander from one of the group's attendants to another, before closing his eyes and looking down. And in contrary to the others, they are NOT drawing their stylus-shaped gemstone to openly display, nope. ""Bernhard's my name, or the one I'm known as. Why I am here and whether I do or don't have one of these Gemstones like you others is none of your business. But I am certainly not here for no reason." Looks like they prefer to keep their secrets indeed.

*Rolls* Pffft...1+1 Successes

The cowboy looking fellow, again, gets the premonitions that Bernhard has more than what he appeared to be presenting, but his gut seems to refuse to cooperate and give him more Insight. Almost feels as if someone - or something - was blocking him...

Oz, quite tellingly, briefly Flinches at the appearance of the Scimitar, but quickly pulls themselves together and gives her best nervous smile and wave as they (Bern) introduced themselves. It should also be noted that Fortuna was glancing back and forth at the floating mage, as if to keep a constant eye on them.

The shaded shadow stepper frowned up at the Scimitar, muttering something in a language nobody recognized. Then, they took a deep breath and released it and tried their best to ignore the mage in the sky.

For Bern specifically, you got the equivalent of a telekinetic *bonk* on the head from Zephy, laced with the feeling of 'Quit it with the Mysterious Mage Act and meet 'n greet with these folks!' Whether or not you follow that 'advice' is up to you...

Spoiler

(Vernon's Theme)

I'm assuming you're fine with flashbacks and flashforwards like we used in Skull Ruins.

If I might be permitted a very tiny retcon:
The Wanderlust Soul isn't found sitting at a picnic table. That guy is more often found on the move - he comes trotting over a hill in the distance along a path in the park, occasionally glancing at his stone, which is in the shape of a leaf. He hasn't spotted you guys yet.

He also seems to have a leaf or branch tucked under one arm, until he turns a curve and you can see it's actually a Turtwig, with its eyes half-closed. The human and the Pokemon are each chewing on their own stem of grass.

(...)

Then there's a thundering noise, and a Munchlax comes stampeding up behind, passing up the human and tearing off into the brushiness outside the path. The clomping noise seems to be because the Munchlax is wearing huge boots that are much too large for him. Munchlax pokes his head out of the brush to look at the human and gibbers excitedly, pointing deeper within.

The man, who is probably about college age or maybe a little younger, with broad shoulders and a little extra weight around the belt line, follows Munchlax and inspects something in the brush. Liking what he sees, he politely takes the grass stem and holds out Turtwig in both hands. Turtwig stirs, reaches out its metallic beak, and neatly clips the plant (or whatever.) The man takes it into his possession and replaces the grass stem in Turtwig's mouth.



Vernon will take the Flowers and Tree Searching encounter - if it's fitting, it can be the encounter described above. If it's not fitting, that can be some other plant, maybe just a flower he thinks is purty.

Insight 3 + Survival 2 + Nature 3 = 8
Other skills that might be relevant: Alert 2, Crafts 2, Knowledge 1, Medicine 1.

When that's done, the lad follows his gut and the stone over to the group (Munchlax gets there first) and lazily identifies himself as Vernon. He flashes his leaf gemstone in response to Dragonstrike's question.

Vernon might recognize Aaron, as he's from Sinnoh and specializes in a type Vernon is interested in.

The snack part Windos mentioned is definitely canon, as Vernon puts the grasses behind his ear and has a snack while he looks around curiously at the others.

He doesn't press Bern but indicates he's willing to share food with them.

Munchlax teases Turtwig about the Honchkrow's metal beak, which looks much more intimidating and fashionable than Turtwig's practical one.

You'd be right! Flashbacks! and similar are ALWAYS available in my campaigns!

Retcon Allowed!

*Flashback!*

(5)(1)(1) (1)(3) (2)(1)(3) Well shit.

Fortunate Roll
*Rolls* ...That's not good either....

While searching the woods  for any goodies that catch your eye, you unfortunately don't find anything of value.

Even more unfortunately, you caught the eye of else: a honking HUGE Ariados drops right down in front of you from the tree you were inspect, forcing you to scramble back. Then, before you could even react, it quickly proceed to web you up in a blitz, skitter up towards you backpack/Inventory and steals ALL your Ultrasnaxs, 2 Revives, and what you were planning to have for Lunch/Dinner for good measure, goes in front of you to laugh at your face Misfortune and falling into its Trap, then proceeds to Toxic you and all the Pokemon you had Out before making a hasty retreat, Super Badly Poisoning the poor lot of you. By the time you managed to struggle free and cure yourselves a good few hours have gone by and you were all down to 2 HP and Exhausted. The only saving grace was that the BIG spider decided to only cruelly toy with your lot, and that in its wake it manage to leave enough High Quality Silk Thread (that you managed to untangle yourself from without Damaging) that could be made into all sorts of things (7 Units). 

Well, you win some and lose some, right?

*Flashback End!*

Whether or not you look like you were Ambused by a Big Spider is up to you, Iron, but regardless they introduce themselves without a hitch, not really catching all the mystical mumbo jumbo half the crew seems to be emitting. Probably not caring all too much either, so long as they don't make it his problem!

Vernon would indeed recognize Aaron, and it seems that it's mutual on their end too as they give you a fond smile and a wave.

"Oh hey, you're the brat's wandering disciple! How you and her been holding up? Heh heh...she still hung up over the joke that my Bugs pulled on her?"

The joke in question being similar to what happened to you very recently: His Bugs dropping down from her ceiling to give her a fright before webbing her up and making the motions of about to drain her dry before Aaron 'saved' her and started laughing at her mid-way. The screaming match and chase that ensued become something of a minor legend in the city! A bit of a troll, this Elite was, as age and maturity hadn't stript him of his odd sense of humor just yet!

(...)

Aaron indeed recognizes the symbol on Seddi's gloves and stands up straight, regarding you with a keen look of interest as you more properly introduce yourself.

"Oh? La Primera is letting the cream of crop Trainer outside her purview, and here of all places? Color me Green with surprise! *Rubs chin* Must be for a pretty dang good reason, 'cause she doesn't like her lil' ones far from her protection. Care to share, or is it some business best kept on the down low, mmh?"

Seddi's next comment to Aaron gets him waved off with a *Pfft* 

"Bah, ain't the first time I've heard of crazy, wild, and arcane stuff happening. Lived through the Ruinous Time and that idiot Cyrus' attempt to dooming the universe by playing Arceas, after all. Plus I knew what I was getting into when I decided to go on an adventure here with my apprentice - the land of Sutalor, where the insane and dangerous is common place and nothing is as it ever appears, ladies and gentlemen!"

'Leaves' is still out of action, though you can feel them gradually coming into awareness with what feels to be a blinding headache of their own. Omph....maybe some aspirin will help?

(...)


Last, but certainly not least, was the shadowy one. Standing tall and every inch of their bronze skin inscribed with tatoos - which were ever so slightly glowing - long locks of raven hair framing her face and a pair of dazzling blue eyes. She was wearing several layers of shawl that were a mottled pattern of grey, black, brick red, earthy browns, and sandy, finished off with a pair of tough leather pants and a part of odd looking shoes more akin to hardened Mummy wrappings than anything else.

General Idea of What This DMPC is Wearing:

Link 1: https://us.shein.com/Men-Fringe-Hem-Hood...iIQAvD_BwE
Link 2: https://us.shein.com/1pc-Faux-Cashmere-C...mallCode=1
Link 3: https://www.temu.com/ul/kuiper/un9.html?...b4QAvD_BwE

Slowly, she regarded each and every one here with an almost apathetic gaze - though it seemed to intensify when lingering on Akamu, Bern, and Oz, and she did quirk an eyebrow at Seddi - before simply saying thus:

"Ianai. I come from my People seeking Wisdom of the World, and have journied here to obtain Clarity upon what Visions a God has given us. Share your own tales, Vin'dacc and Ifd'iat Ashmuut, and make not fools out of yourselves or what you speak of about the Divinity and Cosmos."

Cold could describe her tone, but it was more curt and blunt that anything else. A little rude and aloof too, but they don't seem like they're trying to be like so. They just are - similar to Bern, ironically enough.

(That should be it for this batch of Responses! Continue on at your own pace, mates!)