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Posted: Sat, 10/05/2025 03:52 (12 Days ago)

Magic raised an eyebrow. “Lunch? At 9 AM? Sure, why not,” she said with a laugh, waving her paw casually. “We’ll grab something light on the way.”

But her tone shifted in an instant as she spotted the glint of something slipping into Finn’s bag. Her eyes narrowed.

“Wait—hold on!”

Her paw snapped forward, and a gentle glow of psychic energy surged out, halting the map shard mid-air just before it vanished into the bag. The shard hovered between them, light catching on its edges.

“How and why do you have this?” Magic demanded, suddenly serious. "Is this one of the ones from the guilds?"

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Posted: Fri, 09/05/2025 00:58 (13 Days ago)

"Echo?" Magic chuckles, rolling her eyes with a flick of her ear. "..I don’t really keep in touch with him. Last I saw though, he’s teamed up with Lune of all Pokémon for this mess. Thought those two had a falling out, but I guess old habits die hard."

She shifts her weight and folds her arms, tone more thoughtful now. “Anyway, I’m not too worried about them. Velkan’s the one we should talk to. He’s got a little shop tucked away here in Midspire—some kind of historical archive and antiques place. Dusty, quiet, full of weird old stuff.”

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Posted: Thu, 08/05/2025 23:29 (13 Days ago)

// for pen, orange, and cafe

“I could go for some berry bread,” Magic says, offering a paw to Mokito with a small, appreciative smile. Once she’s handed a slice, she tears off a bite and chews thoughtfully before glancing over at Peridot.

“So,” she continues, licking a crumb from her lip, “where do you think we should start? I’ve been thinking—we need to understand why someone would go through all the trouble of stealing the map to find the treasure in the first place. There’s gotta be more to it than just greed.”

She flicks her tail with a bit of energy now, her eyes lighting up. “And, well… I do know someone who has a knack for digging up strange things like that. Could be worth paying him a visit.”

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Posted: Tue, 06/05/2025 02:00 (16 Days ago)

// for Bolt, Bitzer and Winstons group:

Morning settles gently over Emberhold, the storm having passed in the night with its fury spent. Beams of golden sunlight now filter through the iron-framed windows of the Emberhold Hotel, casting warm, slanted lines across the room floors and highlighting the subtle sheen left by the receding rain. Outside, the cobbled streets glisten, puddles catching bits of morning light as smoke coils lazily from the nearby forges.

The smell of damp earth, lingering ash, and faintly burning coal seeps in from the cracks in the stone walls, grounding the city in its industrial rhythm. Somewhere in the distance, a smelter hisses to life, and the faint clang of metal striking metal begins again—Emberhold’s heartbeat returning to pace.

The rooms are quiet for now, save for the low hum of waking life in the city beyond. Despite the chaos of the storm, the world has carried on.

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Posted: Fri, 02/05/2025 17:23 (19 Days ago)

"That’s true," Magic murmured, her tone thoughtful as she adjusted the strap on her satchel. "But we’re not exactly rogues out here—this is something bigger. Messier."

She glanced between Finn and Peridot, her eyes sharp with the weight of everything still ahead.

"We’re going to need all the help we can get, and that means numbers. Reliable ones." Her gaze lingered on Finn for a beat longer. "If you're serious about tagging along, it could make a difference."

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Posted: Thu, 01/05/2025 03:14 (21 Days ago)

The old Tropius tilts his head slightly, watching Finn with a steady, unreadable expression.

“Do I want you to?” he echoed, the question hanging in the air. "Finn, you've been working here since you could hold a mop. You’ve got a good heart. You work hard. But I see it in your eyes—you’re not meant to stay behind a desk or mop floors forever.”

He finally looked up again, and his gaze was gentler this time. “If you feel pulled to something bigger, maybe that means you’re ready. And if you think you can’t do it alone… well, lucky for you, they don’t look like the ‘leave someone behind’ sort.”

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Posted: Tue, 29/04/2025 19:58 (22 Days ago)

-- (this is for me, CafeFlareon, OrangePopplio, and PenScales)---

As Magic scrambled out of her room, the old Tropius behind the front desk calmly sipped from a steaming cup of tea, his heavy fronds rustling faintly with the breeze from an open window. He watched the young adventurers begin to stir and bustle about, and once the hallway was clear, he turned his gaze toward the back room.

“Finn,” he called, his voice low but firm.

The Tropius narrowed his eyes slightly, setting his cup down with a gentle clink. “I notice you seemed particularly intrigued by the adventurers.”

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Posted: Sun, 27/04/2025 04:39 (25 Days ago)

As Mokito's knocks echoed in the hallway, Magic’s groggy voice muffled through the door.

“Mmm… is it already morning?” she murmured, still half-dreaming, tangled in her blankets. She slowly blinked open one eye, squinting at the sunlight peeking through the window, and then froze.

"Oh no! It’s morning??" she exclaimed, her voice sharp as she shot upright in bed, her fur slightly sticking out from where she’d been lying. Her heart skipped a beat. “Augh, I was hoping we’d wake up yesterday afternoon! We ought to get a move on it!”

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Posted: Sun, 27/04/2025 04:10 (25 Days ago)

// please don't try to control other peoples characters

As they stepped through the grand, polished doors of the Flamehold Hotel, the warm scent of burning wood and sweet spices immediately filled the air. The lobby was alive with a soft golden glow, casting reflections off the rich mahogany furnishings and ornate stone floors.

A young Simisear, dressed smartly in a crisp red-and-gold uniform, bounded over to greet them with a wide, eager smile. With a practiced flourish, he offered to arrange rooms for Bitzer and his companions. However, it quickly became apparent that luxury came at a price—rooms here cost no less than 15 gold pieces per night. Then again, that was to be expected; the Flamehold was among the finest lodgings Emberhold Town had to offer, where travelers sought comfort and prestige under its storied roof.

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Posted: Sat, 26/04/2025 03:04 (26 Days ago)

As the group crested the last hill overlooking Emberhold, the city sprawled before them like a massive forge built into the mountainside, glowing faintly orange beneath the storm-darkened sky. The scent hit them first—thick and unmistakable. Ash, singed metal, and a tinge of oil hung in the air, carried on the wind from the towering smokestacks that crowned the city’s skyline. The rhythmic clanging of hammers on steel echoed faintly even from this distance, underscoring the unending labor of Emberhold's foundries.

The closer they drew, the more alive the city seemed. Gouts of smoke rose in great plumes from the industrial quarter, while orange sparks occasionally burst from the mouths of open furnaces. Streets that cut through the outer districts were lined with iron-braced buildings, windows shuttering shut as citizens hurried to prepare for the coming storm.

A Bronzong rang themselves near one of the outer gates, its tone deep and urgent. “Storm’s coming in fast!” it called to a pair of Machoke hauling crates. “Clear the yard!”

Traders rolled down awnings, market stalls were quickly packed up, and even the more hardened workers began retreating indoors. A Magmar barked orders from a forge entrance, urging a line of workers to get the last shipment of cooled steel under cover.

The sky behind the group churned violently, flashes of lightning splitting the horizon as the clouds swelled and boiled. A cold wind whipped past, tugging at cloaks and coats alike, and carrying with it the first spatter of rain that hissed as it touched the heated stone of Emberhold’s outer streets.

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Posted: Thu, 24/04/2025 21:20 (27 Days ago)

// a fountain? in the middle of a rocky mountainous path?

The wind picked up sharply, tugging at cloaks and fur alike as the first low growl of thunder rolled overhead, closer this time—too close. A few fat raindrops splattered against the ground, already darkening the dust beneath their paws.

A flash of lightning split the sky behind them, followed seconds later by a deafening crack. The storm was nearly on top of them now, the air thick with the scent of ozone and wet earth.

The path ahead snaked through low hills and jagged ridges. Already, the wind howled through the gaps, carrying with it the sharp sting of rain. With every step, the ground grew softer underfoot.

Behind them, the dark mass of storm clouds crept ever closer, swallowing the horizon in shadow. They didn’t have long—not if they wanted to reach Emberhold dry, or reach it at all.

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Posted: Thu, 24/04/2025 18:25 (27 Days ago)

Bolt's group came to a halt along the winding path, the rumble of thunder trailing close behind. The storm was sweeping in fast from the west—right on their heels and following the same eastward road to Emberhold. If they wanted to beat it there, they'd have to move, and fast.

The trail beneath them was mostly packed dirt, but the loose, dry sediment wouldn’t stay that way for long. One good downpour, and it would turn into a treacherous stretch of slick, clinging mud. Every second counted now.

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Posted: Tue, 22/04/2025 18:24 (29 Days ago)

Magic made her way to Room 202 and wasted no time collapsing onto the bed, completely worn out from the long trek to Midspire. As the warm morning light filtered through the window, it gently settled across her scales, lulling her into a deep, well-earned sleep.

Down at the front desk, the old Tropius quietly marked the rooms as occupied, the pages of his ledger rustling softly. He called Fionn over with a low murmur, just to let him know that later, the rooms would need to be cleaned once the travelers checked out.

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Meanwhile, Bolt and Bitzer stirred awake to sunlight spilling across their faces, the shadows of the sinister woods long behind them. The route to Emberhold stretched eastward—not as long as the road to Midspire, but rougher and more direct. Ahead lay steeper paths and harsher ground, demanding both caution and grit.

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Posted: Thu, 17/04/2025 22:32 (1 Month ago)

As the trio stepped into The Glimmering Fang, the soft chime of the doorbell stirred an old Tropius from a nap behind the counter. He blinked blearily, adjusting a pair of tiny reading glasses balanced on his snout.

“Welcome to the Glimmering Fang—oh. Magic.” His voice warmed slightly. “Been a while. And... who’s this lot you’ve dragged in?”

Magic gave him a cheerful wave. “We’re looking into the whole map piece mystery,” she said, brushing some dust from her scarf. “But for now, we just need a place to sleep.”

The Tropius hummed thoughtfully, flipping open a thick, leaf-bound ledger and squinting at the pages. “Three rooms?”

“Yes, please,” Magic replied with a grin. “Preferably ones that aren't drafty.”

He snorted, the corners of his mouth twitching upward. “No promises. Place is older than I am. 15 gold, please."

Magic reaches into a little satchel, and gives the Tropius 15 gold, no questions asked, as the Tropius then slides 3 keys across the table with numbers engraved on them, 202, 203, and 204.

"Your rooms are on the second floor, they're pretty close to the stairs so you should find them easily." Tropius then says.

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Posted: Thu, 17/04/2025 20:48 (1 Month ago)

“The thing about berry bread is—it changes depending on where you’re eating it,” Magic explained as they made their way down the winding street toward the inn. “Some places use Rawst and Pecha for that sweet-spicy kick, others go for Oran and Sitrus if they want something heartier.”

She tapped her chin thoughtfully, then added, “The Glimmering Fang? I’m pretty sure they use Mago berries with a hint of Aspear. Gives it this warm, tangy finish that’s kind of addictive.”

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