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  1. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Safety, for now at least. Koamaru kicked the door closed and plunged them into complete darkness, the only illumination the glow of electricity from the Electrike. The Buizel shuffled around into a seated position, scooted backwards to rest his back against the wall, and massaged his injured leg...
  2. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    The house was merely feet away, build slightly up on a hill, the door elevated just a few short stone steps. They were going to make it! The Buizel glanced back to see if he could spot Koamaru. Instead, he saw a pair of attacks flying right for him. The Buizel dove again, slid forward, felt the...
  3. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    “Shit, shit, shit, shit,” Dustin muttered between pants, paws numbed from the cold blooming into pain from the exertion. Behind him, Koamaru was yelling something, his voice a mix of alarm and dismay. The Buizel didn’t need to know the words to get the picture. Surrounded on three sides, with...
  4. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Dustin shot Koamaru a dubious look as the Electrike pushed him further and further back into their hiding spot. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate the gesture, he did! But the effect was lessened somewhat by Koamaru’s present, half-dead state. Well, might as well let the blue canine play hero...
  5. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Alright, Dustin wasn’t too proud to admit that the sound of the rattling teacup didn’t make his fur stand on end, the little sound magnified by the silence between howls and barks. The cup that stared back at him when his head snapped in its direction was an ornate little thing, full of an...
  6. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Well, at least the Houndour and Shinx seemed to be getting along. At least, as well as one could hope in this bizarre situation where they were all stuck in some frozen wasteland unable to properly communicate. It was almost kind of cute, the way the Houndour seemed to be coaching the Shinx how...
  7. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Alright, they weren’t fighting. That was a plus. Only, now the Shinx was wandering off. And it could barely keep all four paws underneath itself! “H-hey, wait, we should stick together!” Archie called after the feline, “We don’t know what could be out there in the snow!” If there was anything...
  8. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Archie’s hopes were immediately dashed. The stranger’s words, just like their song, were completely alien to his ears. To make matters worse, they seemed just as lost as the Dewott and Houndour. And, even worse than that, they seemed ready to fight about it! “Hey, woah, we’re not a threat!” he...
  9. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    “This’ll make for one hell of a story if we make it out of it, eh?” Dustin teased. He wasn’t too terribly concerned about Koamaru’s momentary discomfort, nor about the forwardness of his own gesture. Freezing to death in the arctic was no time to stand on proprieties, after all. Honestly, if...
  10. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Following the singing eventually lead them to… A Shinx. Well, it was hard not to be a little disappointed that it wasn’t someone familiar. On the other hand, given how unbothered the Pokemon seemed to be in their surroundings, maybe they were a local? At least, they didn’t seem feral like the...
  11. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    As they walked, another sound eventually reached his ears. Carried on the wind, it sounded almost like… Singing? But he couldn’t make heads or tails of it. It sounded like it was meant to be words. Maybe it wasn’t meant to be understood verbally, but the kind of thing one felt in their heart? He...
  12. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    He brought his paws to his ears, listened. No response but the wind, even the echo of their voices swallowed up by the featureless blank. This place couldn’t be natural, the Dewott reasoned to himself. This had to be a dungeon of some kind. Which meant there was an exit somewhere, and maybe the...
  13. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Archie slid his paws into his coat pockets, out of the cold of the wind. Thankfully, it was warm – at least comparatively so – near the Houndour. And warmer than it had been a moment ago, too. The loose snow stuck to his clothing and fur was melting. He felt his whisker twitch as a water droplet...
  14. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Alright, the Houndour seemed interested in sticking together. Once the Pokemon had gotten acclimatized to him, Archie let his paw fall back to his side once again. The Houndour barked at him again, then scented the air. It didn’t seem alert, or wary, so it likely hadn’t been spooked. Nothing...
  15. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    The Houndour relaxed, but rather than leave, it took a step after him and whined. Archie let his paw fall back to his side, and let the tension drain from his figure. Perfectly relaxed, no danger, no sudden movements to spook the canine. If it didn’t want him gone, then what? Was it hurt? A...
  16. Weazel

    Malantau Howling Precipice

    Y’know, I heard if you spend too long in one of these dungeons, it’ll eat’cha. The first thing he was aware of was the biting cold. What happened? It’d been so hot just a moment ago, the fight with the Living Sun had almost baked him alive. That’s just a silly story to keep kids from wandering...
  17. Weazel

    Sunward Atop Sunrest Mesa

    Well. Seemed like that was it then. The day was saved, the heroes were all congratulating one another. Time for him to make himself scarce again. The Dewott stuck his paws in his coat pockets, and walked over to the path back down the mesaside… Or, at least, he’d intended to. Not two steps into...
  18. Weazel

    Sunward Atop Sunrest Mesa

    And, just like that, it was over. The dungeon collapsed around them, and they were deposited, with Amida’s fleeting ghost, back in reality. It looked like their comrades were just wrapping up here, as well. All that was left was to destroy the mechanical moth, and make sure no one would be able...
  19. Weazel

    Sunward Sun's Rest Mystery Dungeon

    So, it was going to come to this after all. Strike down The Sun. The Dewott gripped his scalchops tighter. So be it. Archie charged in, pouring Shadow into his veins, as much as he could take. He swung, cutting through whatever feeble defenses Amida’s natural instincts were forcing her to put...
  20. Weazel

    Sunward Sun's Rest Mystery Dungeon

    They were... Stopping? What!? No, no that was probably for the best. This was just a friendly bout, to bring the Volcarona back to her senses. Not a fight to the end. This wasn't like back then. "The Day is already saved, but these people," he gestured to the prone forms of the Covenant...
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