To Live in Harmony, that is my Ideal

send 🩹 to press your muse’s hand on my muse’s open wounds, trying to stop the bleeding

Well, this certainly was one hell of a first impression. He winced at the pressure, but greatly appreciated the help. Thank goodness someone had decided to follow his partner, R rather than ignoring the Zoroark, he was certainly in no state to go anywhere fast.

Being out on his own, mostly away from normal beaten paths both had it's advantages and disadvantages. Accidents did happen, sometimes rather nasty ones at that. Fortunately it was nothing too serious, at least he thought so. His leg was rather torn up but he was certain nothing was broken. Although his inability to stand and properly walk did make him rather skeptical of that...

"Thank you for helping me..."

    THERE’S REALLY NOT much he can do if the other party insists he’s fine, no matter if the researcher believes that or not. Forcing assistance… he’s not sure he has the nerve for it, even if it was an acceptable thing to do. He’s admittedly of a mind to go about his business… until the mention of a possibly injured pokemon popped up. In an instant, the man’s expression colors in concern.

❝’Medical supplies’…? Is your friend hurt??❞

    The thought causes his fingers to fidget.

❝If that’s the case… is there anything I can do to help out? I don’t like the idea of standing by if there’s someone injured, human or otherwise…❞

Despite his general exhaustion at the concern he managed a smile, perhaps some help would be good in this case... He was only one person, and he and his companions could only do so much. He wouldn’t refuse an offer to help.

“Unfortunately they got caught in a rather nasty trap and may need some time to recover, it’s unfortunate what some people will do for money... Some help might be nice actually, I can only do so much on my own“

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► NAME ➭ “Natural Harmonia Gropius, I prefer to go by N“

► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭ “Yes, though perhaps it is for the better“

► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭ “I think I am moreso now than I have ever been“

► ARE YOU ANGRY?  ➭ “Not really“

► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭ “My father never was with anyone to my knowledge. And even then I have no idea about my birth parents“

► ‘BIRTH’ PLACE ➭ “Unfortunately I have no idea. I assume somewhere in Unova, but that’s as much as I can gather“

► HAIR COLOR ➭ “I believe the proper color is called ‘Tea Green’“

► EYE COLOR ➭ “Blueish green“

► BIRTHDAY ➭ “I’m unsure of the exact date... I never much celebrated one. However my father found me October 3rd, that’s really all I have to go off of...“

► MOOD ➭ “Hm... I think my mood is overall good“

► GENDER ➭ “I identify as male“

But why did he always come back here? Why could he never just turn his back on this place and leave it forever? He refused to enter that room, and yet the rest of the castle grounds never gave him the same feeling... Was it thoughts of a future that could have been? Dreams of what if things had been better? Recollection of his last moments here? It was a feeling that was hard to place.

However.... It was the last place he saw him... The hero of truth. Perhaps some part of N had originally hoped that maybe somehow, everything would be where he left it... That he could have apologized for all he did, all he unknowingly caused...

It was all in the past now though, years in the past... Yet here he still stood, alone... In what was once the throne room, surrounded by friends...

    N’S REQUEST GOES without response ( as neither human nor pokemon had any intent of telling him the answer in the first place ), the pair watching in pleased silence as a pair of drifloon in the pod return N’s greetings with little waves of their own. In hearing N’s first impression, C’s expression brightens.

❝It pleases me greatly to hear you say so! This place is truly my pride and joy, even if only a scattered few have managed to come see it.❞

    She walks further in, beckoning her company to follow her in her trek forward. With each step forward, the pair slowly ascends the slope leading into the reserve… and more and more of said reserve becomes visible. The tall trees flanking the back of the old manor, the glimpse of a sparkling body of water not too far to the side of that… Tall dusty pillars and crags of rock stand to the opposite side, silhouetted by the moonlight… all of which seem to be teeming with the movement of various pokemon.

❝By all means, you are free to wander as freely as they do! Most other visitors do too, albeit under slightly more controlled circumstances… many of those visitors are trainers, you see, and we have a population of ghosts that are more eager to join them than remain here. So, we like to make a game of it all to those willing to participate.❞

‹❝‘S kinda like playin’ hide an’ seek, but y’don’t know who you’re lookin’ for. The humans seem happy with the element’a surprise that comes with findin’ a new friend, at least, an’ seein’ how the trainers handle the search is a good judge’a character.❞›

Seeing the drifloon return his greeting brought a genuine grin to his face. It made him feel good, such sweet pokemon, a shame ghosts had such a bad rap...

“Only a few? Well consider me honored to have been invited here! Makes sense that not just anyone would be able to find such a place to begin with. Best only those with good intent come to a place like this...“

He fell silent for a moment as she mentioned the game of sorts. There was a sort of mischievous glint in his eyes in response, were the pupils a little wider than they were before for a moment? Hm. Maybe not. He certainly wouldn’t be against playing a game to make a new friend... Would give him all the more reason TO explore the place after all...

➤ Swim Down the Second Path

「The Dreepy offers a little nod at the question, accepting the affection happily before lifting a claw in a small salute at your request, propelling you through the water with impressive strength and speed that was no doubt aided by the water.

As you get closer, it becomes evident right away that the stone you glimpsed makes up something a little more macabre than a simple outcropping. Three stone sarcophagi rest half-buried in the silt around you, sitting in a roughly triangular formation. The stonework carved into the sides is impressive, but the algae and water pressure render the heavy lids unable to be moved on your own. There seems to be three clear ways to go from here. The water seems oddly dappled down the first path. The water seems to shimmer down the second path. The bottom of the lakebed seems to slope upwards on the third path. Where will you go? 」

➤ Inspect the Sarcophagi

➤ Swim Down the First Path

➤ Swim Down the Second Path

➤ Swim Down the Third Path

➤ Turn Back

➤ Other?

Perhaps most would be disturbed, but putting some thought into it, such a thing was slightly less surprising in a place of ghosts... Though curiosity killed the meowth as they say. The triangular formation of the Sarcophagi was enough to catch his interest and he had to Inspect them.