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The trainers you passed most recently are:
Lady Irida
Custom Survey Question: What faction are they from?
Answer: The Pearl Clan (Shinju-dan)
Custom Survey Question: What is their role?
Answer: Clan Leader
Warden Gaeric
Custom Survey Question: What faction are they from?
Answer: The Pearl Clan (Shinju-dan)
Custom Survey Question: What is their role?
Answer: Warden (Kyaputen) to Lord Avalugg (Crebase) of the Alabaster Icelands (Junpaku no Todo)
Miss Sadorn
Custom Survey Question: What faction are they from?
Answer: The Pearl Clan (Shinju-dan)
Custom Survey Question: What is their role?
Answer: Warden-in-training to Lady Sneasler (Ohnyula) of Mount Coronet (Tengansan)
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I do have… news regarding my faux pas with the Pearl Clan. Personally, I wouldn’t call it good, but you would find it amusing.
It seems I’ve inadvertently become something of a homewrecker. Sneasler’s been trailing after me while the young woman training to be her warden was left at the station, and the fact that she brought me to her arena was too much to be tolerated any longer.
I’m infinitely grateful for the sheer number of times she’s come to my aid, but it was never my intention to derail her when she has a duty to uphold.
While there are a number of species I’d like to research in greater depth here, I think it may be prudent to move on for the time being, just so I don’t distract Sneasler any more than I already have. The coast to the east is promising. Gligar could use the resistance training against water attacks and it would give Oshawott the opportunity to splash around and practice his own.
Even if I didn’t make much any progress while we were here, I know some of the Pokemon to be on the lookout for on our return trip. That’s something, at least.
Thank you for being patient with me.
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Species: Glameow
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Normal type. They evolve into Purugly when trained sufficiently. Their most common abilities are Limber and Own Tempo, and their gender ratio skews heavily in favor of females. They’re popular house Pokemon, and are frequently compared to Purrloin. Unfortunately, it’s quite common for people to surrender them after they evolve, often put off by their changed appearance or larger size. It’s ridiculous. What kind of person could abandon their partner simply because they look different?
Notes: The pair I encountered were very skittish. I got a decent enough look by luring them over with a couple of oran berries, but they weren’t eager to approach me.
Species: Spheal
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Ice/water type. If trained to proper heights, they evolve into Sealeo and then Walrein. Their preferred method of locomotion is to roll bodily across the ground, which is orders more efficient than any attempt at walking on their feet. They’re known to be noisy eaters, not due to poor manners, but because they get so excited about their food that they begin clapping en mass. Their most common abilities are Thick Fat and Ice Body.
Notes: Compared to the bulk of wild Pokemon I’ve encountered in Hisui, the few I met were shockingly sociable. They allowed me to walk right up to them, and only rolled away when I didn’t prove to be entertaining enough.
Species: Skorupi & Drapion (Alpha)
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Poison/bug and Poison/dark types, respectively. Skorupi will evolve into Drapion with enough training. Skorupi are incredibly resilient, able to survive in horribly arid climates for up to a year without sustenance while it waits for its prey. Its entire temperament changes upon evolution, where a once patient Pokemon becomes far more territorial and invested in instant gratification. Their most common abilities are Battle Armor or Sniper.
Notes: I went out of my way to skirt their territory, as between my existing knowledge base and observation, I believe they would be extremely aggressive if approached. Without a decent grasp of the landscape or Sneasler to fall back on for aid, it seemed wise not to risk incurring the wrath of both the alpha and its nest of Skorupi.
Species: Tangela
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Grass type. Tangela evolves into Tangrowth upon learning the move Ancient Power. Its most common abilities are Chlorophyll and Leaf Guard. The nature of its actual body is unknown, as it’s covered in vines from the time it hatches. These vines drop easily if the Pokemon is injured or in danger and needs an emergency exit, but will quickly be replaced, as they never stop growing while attached to the Tangela. Actually, now that I think about it, it’s said they never stop growing, full stop. I wonder if they have to be on the Tangela…?
Notes: Their behavior varies within the species; I bumped into one while trying to evade the bed of Skorupi and it did little more than look at me before wandering away. The next I encountered attempted to catch me in Poison Powder.
Species: Vulpix (Kantonian Variant)
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Fire type. When exposed to a fire stone, this regional variant of Vulpix evolves into Ninetales; its counterpart utilizes an ice stone instead. This Pokemon is born with only a single tail, which splits as it matures, until it finally reaches six discrete tails. While far from helpless, if a Vulpix senses that it’s met its match, it’s known to feign injury or unconsciousness until its foe lowers its guard; unfortunately, this behavior can encourage serious predators to go in for the kill. Unless it has its hidden ability, it will have Flash Fire. Female Vulpix are much more common than their male counterparts.
Notes: Flighty, but friendly. It stopped to watch what I was doing, and only fled when I drew too close.
Species: Purugly (Alpha)
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Normal type. It evolves from Glameow with training. If the Glameow had Limber, its new ability upon evolving will be Thick Fat. Their bulky appearance is actually an illusion; they use their tails to cinch their midsections and make their body look larger and, therefore, more intimidating. A particularly rude commuter once compared my expression to one such Pokemon, which speaks more to that individual’s poor taste.
Notes: This Pokemon followed the trend of those alphas I’ve encountered prior. While I believe it was a confrontation we could have weathered, it was lucky that this territory’s noble was patrolling the area at the time of our encounter.
Species: Arcanine (Hisuian) (Pearl Clan Noble)
Location: Cobalt Coastlands
What I know: Fire type, without a doubt. This particular specimen knows Flamethrower and Extreme Speed.
What I think I know: He seems sturdier than a Kantonian Arcanine, though that could easily be attributed to the fact that he’s a Noble Pokmeon. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that this variant has different stat distributions, but will have to study a more standard example of the species to say with any certainty. Purugly’s normal attacks didn’t seem to have the same effectiveness as they would on a Kantonian Arcanine, leading me to believe it may also have rock typing, though I can’t rule steel out entirely.
Notes: His proper title is Windie.
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A series of photographs is added to Pokemon.
The surroundings are lush and green, grass growing up to a person’s knees. Behind and far below, a crescent of pale sand cups the water sparkling in the afternoon sun. Mount Coronet is very distant, but still prominently visible, clouds ringing its peak.
At first, the pictures focus on a deep vermilion Arcanine-- its mane and tail a sooty grey, fur billowing in curls like smoke-- but gradually, something else catches the photographer’s attention. With their safety assured by their fearsome-if-social evolution, a pair of Growlithe emerge, and quickly steal the show. Their color and the texture of their fur differ from the modern variant, and one is substantially larger than the other.
Even under Arcanine’s watchful eye, the two stay clustered together. There isn’t a single image where they’re apart.
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I love you.
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The camera starts with an incredibly wide view, looking down a natural-- if steep-- ramp. It’s immediately leveled away from the Beautifly fluttering aimlessly and set down, propped up against something to watch two Growlithe on the move. Their eyes are covered by curly fur and their noses are working furiously, investigating something on this relatively flat portion of the incline.
A shadow falls over the frame, the distinctive patterns and gaps making it clear that it’s resting in the shade of a tree. Somewhere nearby, but off-screen, there’s a repeated rasping sound; it’s near constant, but there doesn’t seem to be much rhythm to it.
At one point, it’s interrupted by a light hiss and an “ouch”. Our camera operator seems to be the same as usual.
While the Growlithe wander and find things to bark at, another human strides into view, watching them. Her curly hair is held back with a bandana and there’s a soft smile on her face as she watches them lose focus and begin to tumble with one another. Eventually she, too, strays from her original task, drifting toward the person at the camera to speak with him, and sits just out of frame… mostly. Her knees are barely visible, poking into view.
Her words are unhurried, and while at one point they dip into mild disapproval, she seems curious more than anything; they’re in Hisuian, but the pace at which she speaks seems to help the understanding between them.
“Oh, no, not at all. Galaxy team’s-- Ginga-dan-- practices are common where I come from. Monsutaboru are a safe way to keep your companions at your side.” Ingo speaks with a similar lack of haste. He must read something into her unseen expression, because he adds, “The Shinju Clan is different, though, isn’t it? Kyaputen Gaeric called for Glalie instead.”
They continue to slowly speak back and forth and, at one point, a hand dips into visibility, offering her half an apricorn to inspect. She takes it, but gives it back a minute later and the dull scratching sound resumes.
While they have their conversation, the screen is filled with blue and, once he notices it, the hand returns, lifting the offender out of the way. Red ‘shoes’ dangle limply as it’s carried off, but the vine that slithers back, reaching for something unseen, betrays the fact that the Tangela wasn’t moved very far away.
The woman giggles and reaches out to meet the vine, taking it gingerly by the tip and swaying it back and forth. Oshawott rockets into view shortly thereafter, jealously trying to earn her attention instead.
With their minders’ attention elsewhere, the Growlithe bumble down the slope, and the humans only realize it at the sound of a yipe.
The collective soundscape coming from down the hill suggests that the pair of Growlithe have found the Beautifly, and it’s none too happy about it.
Both humans immediately jump up and race away, presumably to intervene. If the calls to action for Oshawott and Tangela are any indication, it results in a conflict. Well after it’s started, the woman-- in a comparatively more hesitant voice-- calls what’s assumed to be an order to the Growlithe.
The entire battle unfolds away from the forgotten camera, leaving the details to the imagination, but the Beautifly seems to be driven away and the Growlithe herded back where they belong.
Before either of them step back into frame, however, Ingo haltingly asks, “Correct me if I’m wrong, Kyaputen Palina, but do you see something… ah, purple on that cliff?”
There’s a pause, and even in a different language, the answer is a fretful affirmative. The word “Ohnyula” is clearly audible.
A sigh sounds. “I’ll speak with her; give me just a moment.”
The camera is switched off as he begins to collect his belongings from the tree’s shade.
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Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring.
There’s hardly a beat before the caller gets to his point.
“What am I meant to do if Sneasler refuses to honor the Pearl Clan’s customs?” He asks. In the pause he leaves, waves can be heard-- not terribly far off, but he’s not tracing the shore, either. “I can put as much distance between us as is physically possible, but I have no means of stopping her from giving chase. Even if she wasn’t a powerful Pokemon, she’s sacred to the Pearl Clan, and I wouldn’t want to cause them any more inconvenience than I already have.”
The tap-tap-tap of fingernails on wood comes across loud and clear and is answered immediately by the rustling of vines.
“Oh? Oh. I’m sorry, it will be done imminently-- I’m afraid my thoughts drifted elsewhere.”
The sound of shivering plantlife stills, followed by the short scratching sounds again.
“Just-- just once, I wish the call would somehow connect. I wish I could let you know that I’m alright, and not to worry, because in spite of the delays, forward progress is still being made. I’ll arrive at station… not soon, but eventually. I wish I could ask your take on the situation with Sneasler, even if you would laugh at me for getting myself stuck as I have. I know it won’t happen, but…”
He trails off, but the quiet scraping continues. Tangela coos appreciatively.
“There’s no point in idling over these tracks. This dilemma will be addressed in the coming days, and in the meantime, I have a pokeball to finish carving. Take care.”
Click.