Just letting you know someone's in the thread

>>34416698
Inventory
>A steel rapier with your father's seal etched into the hilt.
>Leather armor, with his seal around the chest piece
>A small shield, with the old crest rusted over
>Dried meat and bread
>A large sum of gold

You awake in your lavish room in the inn as the light pours through the open window. You can hear the soft bustle of merchants outside already moving along and preparing for a day of trading. You see Charmander curled up into a ball at the foot of your bed, careful huddled around its tail flame. You had a long talk with Alan last night, which has clued you in on many of the faucets of magic that you had either never learned or had forgotten in the time since you had been dedicated to your studies. However, the sunlight coming in also marked this the first full day of freedom from your father's castle, and by extension the first full day of your quest.

Now, it was just a matter to decide what to do with it?
>A. Get dressed and head out to the market
>B. Get dressed and retrieve Alan
>C. Take a bath, who knows when your next one will be
>D. Write In

>>34416874
>B. Get dressed and retrieve Alan

>>34416968
Need to go get that map

>>34416874
>C. Take a bath
We are a princess

FUCK YEAH POKEMON KNIGHTS!
>>34416874
>B. Get dressed and retrieve Alan

>>34416874
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>>34416968
>>34417100

>>34417127
You decide that the day is quickly aging, and it would be a waste of time to not utilize it immediately. You spend a minimal amount of time putting on your armor and brushing you hair before bothering to wake Charmander from his slumber. After gathering up your things, you exit the room and head down the hall to that of your companion. A few knocks on the door are met with silence, only to eventually bring out the Mage, his cloak wrinkled and out of place. "Do you have any idea what time it is? What could we possibly need to do this early in the morning?"

You look behind him to see his sparse room much the same as it had been the previous night, however the fireplace seemed to have burned itself out fairly recently. The curtains were drawn tightly that gave an eerie darkness to the room, which let most of the bed dark. In fact, the only difference you could see was the table you had your chat at the previous night was no longer bare, but had a single book open upon it, seeming turned to a page far near the back.

How do you respond?
>A. "We need supplies, and I don't want to fight the crowds."
>B. "We need to head out, there's a lot of ground to cover."
>C. Write In

>>34417305
>C. "Have you got everything? I spy a book"
Then
>A. Gotta getta map

>>34417305
>A&B

>>34417345
>>34417305
Dis-a
Also +1 attendant, seems interesting.

>>34417345
Seconded

>>34417305
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>>34417345
>>34417410
>>34417579

>>34417596
"Gotta get a map! Get all your stuff and let's go, don't forget that book." You see Alan flinch slightly at the mention on the tome, as he goes back to pack it up inside his cloak. He steps out of the room abruptly, leading you to believe that the cloak he wears must simply contain all personal effects he has at any time. "Fine, but I must inform you I was up late reading, so don't expect me to be the best company." You shrug off his sour disposition, for you really did need that map, and perhaps a trip to the markets could drum up some other much needed supplies. On your way down the stairs, the man behind the desk informs you the case of spirits you hard orderd the night before, and you then somehow managed to fit the bottles into your pack. After settling your accounts with the Innkeeper, you exit out into the open town.

The crowds of merchants pulling carts and Pokemon around filled your sight, all of which carrying parcels or crates of varying sizes. The sight of "The Cunning Vulpix" was a much different picture during the day. The broken window had been crudely boarded over, and the glitz and glam of the previous night had been replaced with dirt and grime. It hardly seemed like the same place, but you focused your attention to the row of shops before you.

Down the isle of stores before you, several store fronts drew your immediate attention. One store had a logo of a piece of parchment being written on by a quill, and seemed to contain many books and scrolls, and seemed like the most reasonable place to find the map you were looking for. Another store had a crossed pair of swords, and seemed to be either a Blacksmith, or at least an outlet for his products. A third building had the image of a golden feather inlaid on a silver sign, however the flaking paint seemed to indicate its gilded nature. And finally, hidden off in an ally between a large grain depository and a stable, laid a shoddy wooden shack, with the words "Genral Stor".

>>34417784
Where to?
>A. Parchment Store
>B. Blacksmith's
>C. Golden Feather
>D. Genral Stor
>E. Write in

>>34417798
>D. General Stor
We gotta hunt for a bargain, the Parchment store looks like a rip-off.

>>34417798
>D. Genral Store

>>34417798
Results
>>34417897
>>34418067

>>34418122
You decide against the Parchment Store, and decide to take a chance on the "Genral Stor", betting that its homely outside masked a much more enjoyable interior. However, upon opening the rickety wooden door, it was clear that would not be the case. The store seemed to be illuminated entirely by the cracks in the roof allowing beams of sunlight to leak in. Around the room were scattered bits and baubles with varying states of rust or wood rot from days when the weather wasn't quite so pleasant. Alan turns to you with a skeptical gaze, but you decide to brush it off. Surely a map would be cheaper here, so you make your way across the creaky wooden floor and ring the rusted bell alongside the counter.

Without a second's hesitation, a thin old man rose up from behind the counter, as if he had been hiding there the entire time. "Yesss? How can I be of assistance." You quickly explain that you need a map of the surrounding region, which causes a sly grin to appear along his wrinkled face. His hand reaches beneath the table, and pulls out a faded piece of parchment. "For such a pretty young lady... 1 gold piece..."

You examine the map briefly and see all appears to be in order from your dull memories of geography tutors trying to hammer information into your head, and more importantly the price is more than fair. The old man gladly accepts your gold, and speaks again in his dusty tone. "I have something else you may be interested in..." Before pulling up a similarly rotted piece of wood, however, it was covered in carvings, and seemed to shimmer softly in the sunlight. "A fair price, I promisse..."

What do you do?
>A. Leave
>B. Examine the object
>C. Ask Alan
>D. Write In

>>34418405
>>B. Examine the object
>>C. Ask Alan
>Ask Charmander

>>34418405
>B. then C.

>>34418405
>D. Ask Charmander

>>34418405
>B. Examine the object
>C. Ask Alan
>Ask Charmander

>>34418405
Results
>>34418433
>>34418447
>>34418499
>>34418531

>>34418597
You pick up the object, and see more closely that the wood rot seems to not be natural, but a response to a long red object stuck through the middle leaking a substance from the bottom and being absorbed by the wood. The carvings display a language that you are incapable of reading, nor even remember seeing before. The only thing you can make out is the distinct carving of a snake coiling around the wood to the top. As you're examining the object, Alan leans in to your side, whispering to avoid the old man overhearing. "That looks like shaman magic, but I regret I haven't studied enough to even guess at its purpose." You bend down to Charmander's level to allow him to take a look at it. He sniffs it curiously, only to back away with a confused expression. He pokes it softly with one hand, and then relaxes, beaming up towards you happily.

The old man smiles, and coughs lightly before continuing. "You see... Calms Pokemon... for a fair price..."

What to do?
>A. Leave
>B. Take the totem
>C. Write in

>>34418755
Offer a "fair price" He can take it or leave it. We may have money but its not like we have an income to waste.

>>34418834
>>34418755
Yupparoonies

>>34418755
>B. Take the totem

We team rocket now!

>>34418834
Thia

>>34418755
Results
>>34418834
>>34418857
>>34418921
>>34418921

>>34416698
>Charmander
>that you have raised since you were a little girl
that's one shitty trainer if I've ever seen one

>>34419101
Everyone's deathly afraid of charmanders so it was caged by your father.

>>34419062
You give the old man a cold glare, and slowly place 2 gold pieces on the table, in the interest of provoking him into negotiation, however much to your surprise he pushes away one of the coins, taking only a single coin between his boney fingers and uttering the phrase "Fair price. Farewell.." And before you can respond he is already retreating into the back room. You share a confused glance between Alan and Charmander, and then decide to exit the shop.

Upon exiting the shabby building however, you notice a squadron of men entering the parchment store at the end of the street, wearing an emblem on their clothes that you instantly recognize as that of your father. You had hoped it would have taken him longer to notice your disappearance, but it seemed fortune was not in your favor. It would only be a matter of minutes before they made their way down the street, and you would have to be long gone by then. A quick glance around revealed a stable to your left, a grain depository to your right, and a merchant loading a large cart up the road near the Parchment Store.

What to do?
>A. Hide in the Merchant's cart
>B. Stable
>C. Grain Storage
>D. Try to run for it
>E. Write In

>>34419281
Hmm...
>A.

>>34419281
>B. Let's go get a ride
and
>C. Get some grain to feed our ride

>>34419281
>>34419352
A-yup

>>34419346
We don't got no patience for travel by cart, also what's to stop guards checking it

>>34419281
Results
>>34419352
>>34419385

>>34419281
>B. Stable

Charmander would set the grain on fire

>>34419511
He's not THAT much of a fire hazard, hell he slept indoors last night and everything

>>34419493
You decide to quickly duck into the stables beside you, with Charmander following in a rapid hurry, and Alan taking his leisurely time. The room consists of several pens, each with a single Pokemon inside. Mostly work Pokemon, it is clear that few if any have seen any experience in battle, and it seems like even fewer would be able to get you out of town as quickly as you desire. A quick glance around allows you to see a few that may suit your needs:
>a lone Bouffalant, which seems more than hearty enough to carry both you and Alan
>a timid Girafarig, which could probably carry a three out of town before needing a rest
>an energetic Blitzle in the corner, which while not big enough to carry Alan, could more than accommodate your weight
A quick examination of the prices listed below each showed a hefty price for the first, a modest for the second, and a minor for the first. All would cut heavily into your funds, but a bit of re-budgeting could save you from ruin for the last two, however you would be pinching pennies on the first.

What to do?
>A. Bouffalant, its worth the hit to get us all out of here
>B. Girafarig, hope we get out of this, and worry about re-budgeting later
>C. Blitzle, let Alan find his own way out of town
>D. Write In

>>34419798
>>B. Girafarig, hope we get out of this, and worry about re-budgeting later

>>34419798
>D. Only option that would serve us beyond escape is too pricy, let's just subtly run away

>>34419798
>C. Blitzle
They don't even know who Alan is, and Alan doesn't know who we are. He can pay his own way out.

>>34419798
>A. Bouffalant, its worth the hit to get us all out of here
Thinking long term here

>>34420018
Sure but he's gonna be asking questions the moment you blitzle your way out and he's already grumpy this morning.
If it really looks like we can't avoid capture then I say we set fire to something with a bottle of spirits and charmander. I'd say grain store since that'd certainly catch everyone's immediate attention but that seems overly harsh on the townsfolk

>>34419798
Looks like a tie between all 4 options. I'll give it another 10 minutes.

>>34419798
>B. Girafarig, hope we get out of this, and worry about re-budgeting later

>>34419798
Results
>>34419929
>>34420172

>>34420276
You decide that the beast of burden would be too much of a hit to you finances when your journey was just beginning, and it would be much less complicated to simply take Alan with you on your way out of town and agree to meet up later. You hand over the large sum of gold to the stable hand, who saddles and loads your gear onto the Pokemon. You mount the Girafarig with the ease of someone who had been taught to ride at a young age, but Alan's was a much more awkward attempt. Charmander happily climbed into your lap, holding its tail close to its front as it snuggled between the reigns. You manage to get the Pokemon into a light trot out the stable doors with little trouble, however a loud call immediatly drew your attention: "Lady Lilith! Stop this instant, by direct order of your father!"

You turn white as you see the group of soldiers only a block away. They had advanced along the road much more quickly than you had anticipated. You felt the adrenaline surge up inside you as the prospect of your freedom being taken away from you after only a single day, and your dream dying with it. You had to act now.

What will you do?
> Fight (Roll 1d20)
> Flight (Roll 1d20)
> Write in

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>34420484
>> Flight (Roll 1d20)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>34420484
RUN

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>34420484
>Flight

>>34420533
>>34420556
>>34420568
well shit

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>34420533
>>34420556
>>34420568
Was small good or bad?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>34420581
Maybe.. if...
Nevermind, back to the castle we go...
>>34420587
Small bad

>>34420484
Results
>>34420533
>>34420556
>>34420568

>>34420587
Small isn't good

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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>34420603
>Small bad
>>34420677
>Small isn't good

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>>34420677
You know you can't let them take you back, but you also don't want to hurt them. You give the Girafarig a sharp kick in the sides, and it reels back before galloping in the opposite direction. However, you can feel the effect of Alan's extra weight is an unexpected load for the Pokemon, especially since the Mage's confused manner seemed to be upsetting the beast's second head. It was clear you would be unable to outrun them if they gave chase by any other means than by foot. It was then you heard the fateful call from the soldier commander: "You give us no choice, Lilith! 100 gold to the man that brings me that girl unharmed! I care not what happens to the others!"

This caused a clamor among the townsfolk, causing them to scramble every which way. However, it seemed that none had the ability or means to catch up with her, except for a trio of relatively fit men in dark leather armor. You hear who must be the leader shout to the others "Sounds like a job, boys!" Before the trio all mount individual Doduo and take chase.

The men are clearly gaining on you, you need to act fast.
> Run harder! (Roll 1d20)
> Turn to fight (Roll 1d20-2)
> Ready weapons, keep running
> Use {Item}
> Write in

>>34420997
>Ready weapons, keep running
This includes fishing out a bottle of spirits.
We also really need to tell Alan what's going on, and probably apologise

>>34421078
If you wanna tell Alan something, write it out so I know exactly what you guys want to reveal.

>>34421078
>>34421150
Tell him your name, why you're wanted by the guard and apologise for dragging him into it. Then ask him if he's wants out

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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>34420997
>> Run harder! (Roll 1d20)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>34420997
Run harded
"YOLO!"

>>34420997
Results
>>34421329
>>34421356

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>34420997
> Run harder! (Roll 1d20)
Run like the wind Bullseyes

>>34421384
As you turn your head to keep tabs on the band of mercenaries keeping up with you, your gaze happens to meet Alan's hooded grimace. He seems to be fighting to simply remain on the Pokemon, and it is far beyond his capabilities to hold a conversation. So you'll just blurt out all your confessions when he can't complain: "Listen, I should have said this earlier, but I'm Lilith, Princess of the Grand Forest. I ran away from home to be a famous warrior because my dad would have never allowed it. I still want to help you get to Granite Castle, but I can full understand if you wanna bail right now?"

He stare back at you in silence, before shaking his head. "Just keep running..." You're taken back by the odd choice of words, but decide to shrug it off as a victory and turn forward. The edge of town loomed in the distance, and while you may not lose your pursuers, getting away from the soldiers was your top concern at the moment. With a surge of adrenaline, you decide to do the only thing you can think off, and grab Charmander tail, and press the flaming edge firmly against Girafarig's side. What the hell? You only live once.

With a violent cry, the Pokemon goes into overdrive, the wind whipping through your hair as you race towards the edge of town. The soldiers were quickly becoming a distant speck on the horizon, and the gang of men behind you seemed to stop gaining ground. However, it was clear the Pokemon couldn't keep up this speed for long, and it would only be a matter of time before they caught up. It was now just a matter of what to do when they did.

What to do?
> Try to make it out of town (Roll 1d20-2)
> Turn to fight (Roll 1d20-2)
> Use {Item}
> Write in

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Rolled 15 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>34421598
>> Try to make it out of town (Roll 1d20-2)
Run run run run run

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>34421598
Stop and hide off the track, hopefully we can lost our pursuers without breaking the girafarig anymore

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>34421675
I typed "dice+1d20-2" and got plus instead? Anyone able to tell me what I should have typed

Not that it matters, roll was a 16 before the modification

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>34421598
>> Try to make it out of town

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>34421716
Oh god that roll of 0

>>34421732
Oh god I keep forgetting to clear the email field

>>34421749
nah mate you're fine, that was my roll.

>>34421716
>>34421732
The dice gods have frowned on us. Let's accept our fate.

>>34421765
Aye, but nevertheless
>>34421675
>>34421701
>>34421732
are mine

>>34421598
Results
>>34421637
>>34421716
>>34421788

Rolled 1 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>34421701
>I typed "dice+1d20-2" and got plus instead? Anyone able to tell me what I should have typed
dice+-#d#

>>34421913
Ah, thanks anon

>>34421814
You grip the reigns hard, just hoping to clear all that remained of the distance between you and the open fields outside of town. However, fate seemed to have other plans in mind, as you felt the split second of weightlessness of the Girafarig's hooves falling through the gap in the road, and did all you could to brace yourself around Charmander.

The Pokemon tumbled over, grinding along the path for several yards before coming to a complete stop. Thankfully, Alan had been thrown off immediately towards the street's edge, and you had rolled yourself and Charmander away from being crushed. You could see the Pokemon trashing in pain against the ground, clearly too terrified to think rationally and avoid injuring itself further. As you held Charmander safely in your grasp, you could see the gang of three quickly approaching. You needed to act fast.

>Ready your weapon
>Use {Item}
>Use totem on Girafarig
>Write in

Rolled 13 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>34422068
>>Use totem on Girafarig

>>34422068
>Lob a boozle bottle in the direction of the pursuers, light it up

>>34422068
>Intimidate
"You only get paid if you bring me in unharmed, and I won't go quitely. I may not be able to kill all of you but most of you will die if you don't fuck off now."

>>34422135
I didn't articulate it the best but something like this. Play up the fact that some will get hurt before that can subdue us.

>>34422135
Sounds good but they're still approaching, I still reckon we go >>34422118
and see if we can't spook the doduos into bucking their riders first

>>34422135
We're a princess who just crashed her horse. Our intimidation factor seems pretty bill at the moment.

>>34422211
Still good logic though, right.

>>34422283
The self-harm part at the very least should work in our favour, and who knows, they could've seen us at the Vixen last night

>>34422068
Results (Combing since unsure)
>>34422118
>>34422135
>>34422176

>>34422350
You shakily get to your feet, the dull pain spreading through your leg. You face the oncoming charge, while reaching into you bag to get one of the bottles of spirits you'd purchased for just this kind of occasion. You uncork it with little hastle, tearing off a strip of cloth from the edge of your dress and stuffing it into the opening, allowing the alcohol to soak through. As you cradled the bottle in your hand, you shouted out to your pursuers: "You only get paid if I'm unharmed, and I'm sure as hell not going to go without a fight! You're better off giving up while you're still in one piece!"

The sneer on the leader's face was all you needed to see how they felt about your proposal. Their loss. Grabbing Charmander's tail, you light the rag, which instantly began burning fiercely, and in a split second later, tossed the entire bottle towards the trio.

>Roll 1d20 for result

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>34422504
For justice

>>34422504

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>34422504
May the dice gods shine on me!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>34422504

>>34422535
>>34422562
>>34422567
So much for that plan.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>34422610
...yeah. I reckon our luck was way better with the 1d10 rolls last thread...
I guess we melee now? Do we dare hope the rolls are finally in our favour?

>>34422562
>>34422567
>>34422651
Consistent if nothing else

Set building on fire, escape in chaos.

>>34422755
We left town unless I've been hallucinating

>>34422535
>>34422562
>>34422567
The bottle leaves your fingertips with an amazing force, however it begins to drift off to the right in mid-flight, away from the groups leader. It instead connects with he rider of the second Doduo, exploding into a shower of flames, coating both Pokemon and rider alike, prompting the Doduo to crash through a nearby window in a fit of hysteria. The riders leader give a brief glance over to his fallen comrade, but gives chase towards you regardless. It seems the payment you will provide is worth more then the injuries his underlings would endure.

As the Doduo are rapidly approaching, you can tell you only have time to try one more thing before they're upon you, and the remainder of your spirits happen to be in Girafarig's travel bag. If you had a plan, now would be the best time to enact it?

What is it?
> Ready Weapons and Brace Yourself (Roll 1d10)
> Call on Alan to Help (Roll 1d10)
> Have Charmander defend you (Roll 1d20)
>Use totem on Girafarig
> Write in

>>34422791
You're just short of the border, you failed to make it out when Girafarig crashed.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>34422811
> Ready Weapons and Brace Yourself (Roll 1d10)
> Have Charmander defend you (Roll 1d20)
Why not

>>34422811
>Ready weapons and Brace yourself
>>34422791
>>34422837
It seems I was hallucinating

>>34422866
Sick, do we need to add a few rolls and average it or can we just take the 10 and run?

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>34422866
Rolling for charmander as well

>>34422866
>>34422905
Feels good man

>>34422973
You're doing good work Anon, keep it up

>>34423000
Oh I didn't make those rolls, I merely enjoy their presence

>>34423000
Thank you sir, I'll try.

>>34422811
Results
>>34422866
>>34422867
>>34422905

>>34423048
You draw your rapier and brace yourself behind the worn shield. You'd exhausted all your current options and needed to by more time, if you could take the hit, then maybe Charmander could help. The orange lizard stood by your side, tugging at you to move. His mind couldn't comprehend the tactics you had in place, and you didn't have the time to explain them to him. He'd have to feel scared for a little while, before you could assure him that you was okay. You glared as the man charging toward you raised a club, clearly willing to explain away your bruises if the need arose. You planted you feet and felt the blow connect with a dull thud against your shield, the force of his mount running past shooting through you already injured leg, sending you to the ground. It hurt like hell, but you managed to block it.

However, you had underestimated the groups determination, as the second Doduo came charging towards you, possibly even to trample you. Your leg hurt to much to react immediately, so you did the only thin you could do and called out: "Charmander! Help me!"

The lizard growled violently, a fire burning brightly in his eyes as he stared down the rider charging down its Master. He shouted "Char!" opening its mouth, but nothing came out. "Char!" but again nothing. The Pokemon began growling more and more ferociously, as it failed to breath flame.

As the Doduo was just about to trample you, the Charmander let out one more tear-filled "Char!" in rage, and again, no flame came out.

Yet his mouth sparked with bolts of blue energy, before unleashing itself into a violent blast of blue fire, sparking ferociously as it connected with its target, knocking both off into a bunch of barrels on the side of the road. You could only stare in disbelief, before realizing the leader was still turning around. You would have to figure out what happened later and plan your counter-attack now.

>>34423331
What to do?
> Brace yourself (Roll 1d10)
> Counter-Attack (Roll 1d10)
> Try Charmander Again (Roll 1d100)
> Use totem to calm Girafarig
> Write In

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>34423350
> Counter-Attack (Roll 1d10)

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>34423350
> Try Charmander Again

>>34423369
this is ether very good or very bad.

>>34423369
sweet jesus we are saved

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>34423383
It's hard to make that distinction when everything's on fire

>>34423331
Results - Well damn...
>>34423369

>>34423430
Did charmander just explode?

>>34423439
...into a charmeleon?

>>34423447
But we don't have a badge yet, he won't listen to us!

>>34423471
Badges? We don't need no stinkin badges!

>>34423331
>blue fire
So wait... that isn't ember. What attack makes blue fire?

>>34423539
Dragon rage?

>>34423539
Will-O-Wisp does but that hardly seems to match with the effect it had

>>34423611
oh yeah that makes more sense then my guess.

>>34423622
Yeah, then again charmander does actually learn dragon rage through levelling whereas will-o-wisp is tm for it. Will-o-wisp is also just inflicts burn status

>>34423651
I know shit then.

>>34423676
I could only vaguely remember a blue fire attack, I just looked it up on bulbapedia

>>34423553
>>34423611
http://pokemon.wikia.com/wiki/Blue_Flare ?
Not that I have any clue HOW that could be the case. It's literally the ultimate move of a single dragon pokemon

>>34423711
Yeah, I just omitted mentioning that for that reason. Maybe charmander just didn't use an actual move, bearing in mind that in this setting they've yet to define them or something along those lines.

>>34423430
You grunt softly as you rise to your feet, bracing your rapier against your shield. The aching pain is still there, and you're pretty sure that you won't be able to take another hit without fully damaging it. You know its a hopeless situation, which leaves you to rely on the unknown. You glance over to Charmander, and know you'll need to rely on his strength yet again. Perhaps in the future you can repay the favor, but you're too weak to do so now. As you see the tiny lizard bracing himself, you call out: "Charmander, I don't know what you did, but do it again!"

Charmander opens his mouth, growling violently at the approaching enemy, attempting repeatedly to replicate its earlier attack. However each attempt proved fruitless, only causing its frustration to build. However, like the first time, it managed to cough up a few blue electric bolts, that soon ignited in a blue flash of electrifying flame right at the approaching enemy. The force of the blast sent the mercenary flying off his mount into a nearby building, and the Doduo ran panicking down the street into town. You stared blankly at smoking enemy, realizing he could get back up at any moment. You needed to leave now, while you still could.

What to do?
> Use totem to calm Girafarig
> Calm Girafarig another way
> Leave without it

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>>34423744
Its based on Dragon Rage.

>>34423757
> Use totem to calm Girafarig

>>34423757
>Totem that Girafarig
Hopefully it's fit to carry us again, if not you take the ride to ease your leg and everyone else goes by foot
(Unless we can grab one of those Doduos?)
>>34423790
Ah, thanks for clearing that up

>>34423744
Here's the quote I was looking for from last thread:
"Also, no Pokemon League, no officially sanctioned moves"

>>34423799
The Doduo couldn't carry both of you, beside the two near you are Knocked Out.

>>34423833
I figured in addition to the girafarig, but since they're out of action anyway I settle for
>Totem that Girafarig

>>34423757
> Use totem to calm Girafarig

>>34423820
Just because moves aren't organized doesn't mean what pokemon can do is much different

Also, a charmander with dragon rage should be level 16, unless it was learned by breeding or something, if that's possible.

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Seeing the trashing Girafarig, you remember the totem you bought earlier that you were told can calm pokemon. Perhaps, if you could manage to get it calm, you could do a quick patch job on its leg, and manage to get far enough out of town to hide. So you pull out the red-speckled wood, and draw it close to the trashing Pokemon, being careful to avoid getting injured yourself.

You manage to press the small bauble against the beast, and in an instant you feel its thrashing cease, accompanied by what sounded eerily like a soft hiss. You notice the scales along the serpent carving shimmer softly in the sunlight before soon fading to black. However, when you turned to Girafarig, you can see that its front right leg has sustained a nasty bruise. It doesn't look like it will be able to support much weight for awhile. You look over you shoulder to check and see if the soldiers have continued on your trail. You don't have much time.

What do you do?
> Attempt to patch up Girafarig and walk it out of town
> Call over Alan to take a look
> Make it comfortable and don't let it hold you back
> Write in

>>34424122
> Call over Alan to take a look
Fetch the alchemist, he knows things!

>>34424122
> Call over Alan to take a look

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Forgot my name
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You decide that Alan might have more knowledge about this then you. After all he did give you that potion last night, who knows, he might even have another up his sleeve for just this kind of occasion. You see him shambling up from his landing spot and call for him to hurry over. He quickly makes his way to the Pokemon's side, and places a hand against its main neck, stroking gently.

"Is there anything you can do?" You say, unsure of what could possibly be done. Alan merely nods. "There is something... look away..." You oblige, but manage to catch a glimpse of him pulling back his hood, noticing a deep purple scar over his right eye before turning completely away. You here the ruffling sound of his book, and then him chanting a language you've never heard before. You fight the urge to turn back, as you feel as if the morning light began to grow brighter, until it was almost blinding. When the light subsided, you turned back to see Alan, back to his old hooded self. You see his face holds a grimace of pain, and he is rubbing his wrist. However, it seems that Girafarig's wound is gone. "We should get a move on."

You take his advice and mount the now standing Pokemon, taking a light trot out of town. However, you can't help but think about what just happened. As you pass the towns boundary, you consider asking Alan some questions, while you decide where to go from here.

What to ask?
> Ask Alan about Charmander
> Ask Alan about the totem
> Ask Alan about his eye
> Ask Alan about what he did
> Let him be and ride in silence

Where to go?
> Through the plains towards Emerald Lake, the direct route
> Double back through the Grand Forest, under the cover of trees

>>34424813
> Ask Alan about what he did
and ask if his wrist is okay
> Double back through the Grand Forest, under the cover of trees
Let's keep out of sight til we patch ourselves up

>>34424813
> Ask Alan about his eye
> Ask Alan about what he did

> Through the plains towards Emerald Lake, the direct route

>>34424813
> Ask Alan about what he did
> Through the plains towards Emerald Lake, the direct route

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You decide to follow the map and head directly towards Emerald Lake. The soldiers had no way of knowing where you were headed, and the more distance you put between yourself and them the better. Besides, you didn't feel much like heading back towards home. A light traveling pace in the direction of the lake left some time to talk, so you turned back to Alan.
"So, is your wrist okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Must of hurt it in the fall, or something." He seems to look away for a moment, readjusting himself on the back of the saddle uncomfortably. You decide to change subjects. "So, what did you do back there? To Girafarig, I mean?"

He stares back at you, with the same hooded gaze. "I cast a spell... a healing one...it took quite a bit more out of me than I... expected..." You mind keeps racing with questions, but you can see there are things Alan seems to want to avoid talking about. But its a long trip, and plenty of chance to crack him.

Ask another question?
> About Charmander
> More about the spell
> About his eye
> About the totem
> Enough Questions, its been a long morning

>>34425257
> About Charmander
Let's not press the issue right now, save it for the evening camp

>>34425257
> About Charmander
> About the totem
No personal questions

>>34425257
>> About Charmander

Do you know what it was that charmander did?

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You're definitely getting the vibe that personal questions would be more suited to a different environment, so you decide to change subjects entirely. You mind flashes back to the electric blue flame that came out of Chamander earlier on, and decide that would be a good place to start. "So, any idea what Charmander did earlier? That was the strangest flame I'd ever seen."

Alan ponders for a moment, prompting Charmander to nuzzle his head against you at the mention of his name in the silence. "If I had to guess, it seems he learned a spell. Pokemon don't have to study like us Mages, magic comes naturally to them. It seemed to be another element masquerading as fire, but why he wouldn't breath just regular fire first is an oddity to me..."

You rub Charmander's head softly in response. Something odd had definitely occurred even by a Mage's odd standards. It seemed while they were on the subject of magic, you might as well bring up the totem. "So, it seems like the thing the old man sold me wasn't complete junk, even though he only charged a single gold. Must be my good bargaining skills?" You smirk cockily, goading Alan into further conversation. "I suppose, however Shaman magic normally works on a karmic scale. Like a coin, every good is an evil, every evil a good. Two sides. It seems odd that it would simply dissipate negative feelings in Pokemon without doing something else in return. I'd exercise caution using that in the future, if I were you."

You continue riding through the plains, as you can feel conversation wearing thin.

>Ask anything else {Write In}
>Ride in silence

>>34425588
>Ask him if there's anything he knows about pokemon that might be useful for training.
>Try and get charmander to practice breathing fire a little bit as you travel, keep him away from the Girafarig while you do though.
>Otherwise, ride in silence

>>34425588

>Ride in silence

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>>34425588
>So, how is your sex life?

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>>34425757
We're... not gonna ask him about his sex life, are we?

>>34425823
We're a princess afterall

>>34425757
Please don't take >>34425720 seriously.
That's really not something we should be asking.

>>34425757
I was only joking, but i want to see this happen now.

>>34425757
You turn back again for the third time, only for him to meet your gaze expectantly. "Yes?" Alan say, his voice unsteady. "I was just wondering if there was anything you knew about Pokemon for training?" The Novice Mage simply stared back and sighed. "No, I'm afraid not. My expertise is in human magic, not that of monsters." You feel a little awkward for having asked the question, as the answer must have seemed so blatantly obvious to him. You just needed to fill the void of silence, and do anything to break the tension and make the ride go smoother. So you say the first thing that pops into your head. "Jeeze, calm down, its not like I asked about your sex life."

The awkward silence persisted.

>>34425886
Thank you good sir, Just thank you.

>>34425886
Okay, that's all for tonight.

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>>34425964
Thanks for running, g'night

>>34425964
Thanks for running mate. Have a good night and remember to keep your name on.