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Kallie gives the Wooloo an odd look, then floats down through the floor right next to the ladder.
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Teo smiles. "Not a problem, Oscen! Your assistance is most appreciated. Welcome aboard!" He briefed the Xatu on the details of the mission.To the side, by the ladders, there is a small ripple, and then a Xatu appears out of thin air
- It seems I'm late, how unseemly
He catches the eye of Teo
- "Greetings, I am Oscen of the Gold Sands, I am here to join the guild. I apologize for my tardiness."
Tea turned to her with emotionless eyes. "The woods presented a most interesting case study for us, as we hadn't observed the transmutation of a space with such detail before," she began matter-of-factly. "We first noticed when we were rescuing a child from the town -an Azurill, to the best of my recollection- and a few of our members claimed that the paths were rearranged. A few expeditions later and, sure enough, we had confirmed the fact along with many more signs of a mystery dungeon. This was only a short while ago, so the woods are still not totally permeated with whatever essence transforms it into a mystery dungeon. We hope that was a sufficient explanation, but do inquire further if needed.""Excuse me, I just - I have a question? About the woods. The Guildmaster said the woods are becoming a mystery dungeon. Um... when did the guild first notice the change? What was the process like? Did it take a while for Pokemon to get angry, or for the paths to change -" Oh, but she's rambling, and they must be so busy. "Sorry, I just - it's good to know. Before we go in. Right?"
Serra nudged Reena. "...'s the kid Auramah mentioned, the one who's a bit, ah, idealistic," she whispered to her.Gorm skitters down the ladder completely vertically, running perpendicular to the ground like a creepy bastard as he leaves a polka-dot tread of singe marks on the wood behind him. He transitions onto the stone floor, pleasantly cool to the touch, and reads the room. Xatu here, bewear there, and a council of powerful-looking, fully-evolved pokémon at the front. What good company! The sizzlipede's mustachio twitches.
"Hello, hello, everyone!" he proclaims as he works his way into the audience. "Don't be alarmed. It is I, Gorm of the Centiskorch Clan. Please, just pretend I'm one of you."
He nods sagely as the headmaster explains their predicament, understanding exactly none of it. "Ah, yes, mystery dungeons. How sinister! So, ah, we are taking a walk in the woods for our mission. Most bold! They're dangerous woods, I take it? Crawling with ultra beast scum and the like? Why, just you wait for Gorm to give them the old one-two, eh? I'll make mince of them and show them what's what! Leave it to me to solve your little ultra beast problem, Guildmaster."
Calvin silently floats over to the middle stall, and begins to scope out the items the shop seems to have to offer. He pauses, taking it all in, before turning to the Kecleon manning it.
"Hello. My name is Calvin, and I hail from the north of Merrim. This is the first time I have set out on a mission of this nature, and so I must admit I do not know what to expect. The guildmaster had mentioned that we were able to stock up on provisions, should we so desire, so I was looking to inquire what kind of wares I may need for a mission of this sort, if any at all?"
"Fantastic!" exclaimed Teo. "Tea and I will accompany you to the wood's edge once you are all ready."Gerald taps his nonexistent chin. "So, we just take a nice forest stroll over to the next town, and check in? Sounds simple enough."
He sets his bag on the ground and rifles through it. "I have a few berries and whatnot in here, but I suppose I could stock up." He gently picks up an ornate teapot out of his bag, gives it a few pats, then clasps the bag shut and slings it over his back again.
"Other than that, I'm ready."
Teo trots up to Fafnir. "May I help you?" he says, ever cheerful.Fafnir looks around like "what?"
Kecleon turns back to Oscen. "W-why, of course." He places three berries in a similar sack. "We will offer the same advice we gave your ghostly companion here, find someone who will carry this for you! Not that you aren't capable, simply... it can be a bit difficult."Oscen turns to the Kecleon, "May I take three Oran Berries for the journey?"