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

[Lord Windos]

Oz was walking though the shippyard, looking at the amazing ships coming and going. When she was even younger, Oz dream in going to other places, wishing to see the world as much she can, and help as much people she can outside of Sutalor...and away from her home and "family". She kinda receive the wish she wanted, but...not in a way she wanted. "I guess the old saying some evils go for good, goes in the same other way around: Some good things come in bad ways. At least I out of home. Although...I do miss my granny and grandfather. They were the only good ones aside Persephone, Fortuna and..." She decided not to think this time. She remember Tiffany words. She slaps her cheeks, trying to get out the funk thoughs from her mind. "Control yourself Oz! Keep it together girl!" She looks around and see and old woman. She had some intimidating aura with her...but at the same such...strengh! She looks really cool. Specially the Toucannon and the little rat Pokemon. She don't know what that rat is, but this tip her curiosity. The woman doesn't look the type of person who wants to be disturbed, but Oz can barely hold her curiosity. She approach her, and trying to sold as much welcomed as possible, she looks around, seeing some navy person working maybe working around, and all the old structure of this place. "This place sure looks amazing. Like...each structure hold a history behind. Its...interesting to imagined that way." Oz said looking at the place. "Sorry if I...disturbed you. I was...walking around this place and kinda...get lost. And taking shelter somewhere from this storm that is happening."

Miss Salt and Pepper glances over to you, looking unsurprised by your appearance. She removes her cigar and puffs out a thick Haze of smoke as they eyed you, her gaze sweeping you over and turning over every little detail. Almost feels like you're back in school in front of a stern teacher, yikes!

"...Today's a slow day. Not much to interrupt."

They flick off some ash to the side and stares you down, keeping direct and firm eyesight.

"...Look more than lost. What brings you here? You're out of place. Especially in today's weather."

Their voice is predictably rough and scratchy, no doubt from their smoking habit, but it was still deep, still powerful, and still commanded plenty of your attention.