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(PMD) The Hidden Treasure-- Rise from the Ashes! (RP THREAD)
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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.”
“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.
He padded away towards the stairs, raising his head slightly as he got closer to an open door. A faint pulsing light could be seen through the crack, and Peridot paused to peek through. He could see a bushy, cream-colored tail belonging to a red canine.
"Ah, so another clue over..."
*His reading is interrupted by being called from another room*
"Not again, I guess more room service?"
We serve to other Eeveelutions and we don't make them into coffee or something...
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"Welp, I want to rest for now. Toodles!", as Mokito gets room key number 203.
"Peridot, who's that?", as Mokito gets blocked by Peridot when he sees the pulsing light.
"I think that's an Arcanine, but I'm not sure."
Please train this to Level 400!


Please send me plushies if you can!
Thank you! <3<3<3
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.
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.