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

[Lord Windos]

(OOC: I'm fine with events as they are)

Darren nicknames the Shedinja "Élan" (OOC: French for "momentum", and the nickname of my shiny Shedinja) and sends it to his PC. Time to get a Focus Sash

He looks a little bit more at the scale before slipping it in a pocket.

"That... Flutter Mane... was something else"
Darren gives the rest of his statement, includimg the direction the family seemed to be going, so that someone more... equipped... could make sure they are safe.

Now that things have calmed down a bit, Darren sends a text to the rest of the group, attached is the image of the special service menu for the Coffee shop.

Just ran into a crazy looking Misdreavus, I think it was called Flutter Mane. Didn't mess with it.

Aaron eyes dart to the scale for a moment (and the extra Pokeball), but he doesn't say a word as you slip it away; his chief concern is your current wellbeing. Which, given how pale you are the strong sense you could Faint at any moment... 'not good at all' would be the plainest way of putting your condition.

"Boy....*Sighs* you did good. Not great, but.....I don't think there was anyway you could get out of....that without getting a bit squashed."

He then reaches over to give you a tight hug, mumbling something into your ears: "By Arceas, I'm glad you're alright. Don't scare me like this again, please."

The police's own skin turns a Ghastly white at your report, but with grim determination they note it all down and march in legion to the location of the Flutter Mane. You'd later receive a report, per the guidelines when dealing with this specific Malefic Monstrum: Flutter Mane was not Spotted when Police Forces arrived, but its Presence was Detected. Location and Further Intent: Unknown . 

You also find out about what happened to the mother and child, either through the news, by request (with Aaron's help), or by keeping tabs on this case: The mother is dead, and the child is.....alive, in a certain sense of the word. The mother was completely enervated, colder than Nevermelt Ice, blue as the sea, and gaunt like a Ghost. Their ears were bloody and bursted like a ripe tomato....and no eyes at all. The child, on the other hand....physically, they were unharmed, but mentally? Spiritually? You didn't get a lot of details, but what you did find....oh dear. They're being adopted by a local coven of Hex Girls/Hex Guys for them to handle, which is an all too telling sign that their future was most grim and Strange indeed...

Lastly, your newest spectral insect was currently in Deep Slumber, from what you could quickly check on its Status Screen; you have a gut feeling that this one has been Asleep for a long time ever since it fell into that singing nightmare's 'care' . 

Anything else you want to add or inquire about?