@psychic-master-will
Grimm had stuck to the shadows, watching with interest at what kind of world this was. Mysterious creatures lived alongside these mammalian humans, seeming to get along quite well... and not only that, but the land was in good shape. No dead wastes, cities and towns and forests as far as the eye could see.
Stealthily invading libraries at night, he’d also picked up some of the lingo to better pretend. Eventually, this leads him to return to the first human the Troupe Master had met... that ‘Will of the Elite 4′!
“Are you practicing for a fight, my friend?” Grimm questions, suddenly appearing with a flash of red smoke in the chair behind Will. “Familiar to me, it is. In the land I came from, the Pokemon there... well, they too were fond of friendly battles. Aha!”
