Blastoise Fortooate
Geographical!
Out in the more arid parts of the Safari Zones, there is a far-stretching group of humongous fields, filled with orderly rows of perfect, heavy Cornn berries. There's a tall, thin man with a bit of Cornnstalk hanging from his lip. A feral-looking but majestic bird snoozes beside him. As the Fearow man notices you, he heaves himself up from his white plastic lawn chair and strides over to you, an easy smie stretching across his face.
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