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the haunting at finis hollow [alecto]

POSTED ON Oct 19, 2020 9:53:44 GMT

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Shiny Zorua (Illusion): Agility | Torment | Night Daze | Fake Tears | Nasty Plot | Fury Swipes

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Nails scrape themselves raw against the slick cavern wall as a man tries helplessly to escape the clutches of robed, faceless figures. In between desperate sobs and pleas, he unleashes as many blood-curdling screams as he can manage before his vocals grow hoarse. The Venipede spine in his leg leaves behind a gooey mixture of blood and purple ooze. His body seizures as he is hoisted upon a flat stone slab at the center of a candle lit chamber. Several of the robed figures pin him down.[break][break]

And, as the shadows of a tentacled horror begin to emerge against the candle's orange light, a young picnicker watches with marvelled eyes from behind a collection of stalagmite. She can hardly fathom the fear and pain the poor man is experiencing as his raspy cries for mercy fill the room like a banshee wailing. The tentacles have latched onto his face and entered every orifice therein, announcing their breach with a sickening squelch.[break][break]

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Elsewhere, Sven Adler searches in the dark with a faulty flashlight. He's heard of this place before: Finis Hollow. Every ranger worth his salt knew not to explore here. Aside from the fact that it was rumored to connect directly to Origin Cave, which was, of course, one of the most restricted locales in Hoenn, the legends and stories surrounding this dark and tucked away place was enough to keep even the most weathered of rangers anyway. Though, apparently, not enough for the League to keep their guards at home rather than guarding its entrance. [break][break]

Two men now lay dead for that fact. Their throats had been cut and their blood had pooled together in front of the entrance to Finis Hollow, which was little more than large, gaping crack in the side of the Sootopolis crater. Sven knew he had to report this immediately to the League. But Lupa, the Absol that had awoken him in the middle of the night and brought him here in the first place, was now nowhere to be found. She was more than just a simple pokémon to him; she was family.[break][break]

And he couldn't leave behind family.

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"Lupa? Lupa!" He whispers loudly, swinging his flashlight from left to right as he scans the rocky slope, the pools of water, and the infant trail behind him. But there's no sight of her and the only place he hasn't checked yet is inside the cave itself...[break]

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the haunting at finis hollow [alecto]

POSTED ON Nov 2, 2020 11:29:55 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Cold moss-green eyes survey the trail of blood that stretches down the tunnel and into the darkness. Patches of crimson are smeared on the walls in grotesque patterns, reminding Alecto of some sort of edgy abstract painting. It is, she thinks, terribly garish and in poor taste. The scent of freshly spilled blood sticks to her tongue, and when the woman crouches to study the strange imprints left on the ground, she finds that the blood is still warm to the touch.

Hmmmmm. So she hadn't imagined the inhuman screams from before.

Finis Hollow is a curious place, and the lore surrounding its existence follows no discernible logic. Like a gaping void that light cannot pierce, the few references Alecto has been able to unearth do little but quickly gloss over the name before moving on to other subjects. The symbols Alecto has found on the cavern walls, however, tell another story.

Forbidden knowledge tastes like finely aged wine, and is just as tempting.

So Alecto had easily bypassed the guards earlier with a Teleport, beginning her exploration of the strange symbols etched into every surface of the labyrinthine network of tunnels. Until the screams had interrupted her, that is.

Now she rises from her crouch, fingers stained red. Common sense would dictate that Alecto should get as far away from this place as possible. Ideally before some League official sticks their nose in here. And yet her eyes follow the trail of blood. There is a sharp hunger in Alecto that won't be sated, that will refuse this shallow dip into the unknown. She needs more.

Her body shifts to face the looming dark.

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POSTED ON Nov 5, 2020 13:41:28 GMT

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And out of that looming dark, a picknicker suddenly appears. She nearly bumps into the older lady before yipping and stumbling backwards. Shocked and confused, the seemingly mute little girl stares at Alecto suspiciously for a moment. The woman doesn't look like she's wearing a black blanket for clothes, she thinks. Just as the little girl steps forward to cautiously check for a hood, however, she realizes something.[break][break]

The low chanting that had been near constant in the background has suddenly... stopped.[break][break]

... They heard her yip.

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Without another word, the picnicker moved past the lady to turn the corner. But, before she actually did, the little girl would turn over her shoulder to bid Alecto to follow her with a wave. Perhaps she could prove to be useful, she thought. Even if only to buy her some time.[break][break]

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Writings on the wall... more blood...[break][break]

As Sven entered the cave and progressed forward, the grim realization of what he was truly walking into started to sink in. Even if he managed to survive this, getting caught by the League here could result in a big misunderstanding: one that could send him to jail for life. This whole place was basically just a giant crime scene at this point, he thought. But at least he wasn't trespassing without reason.[break][break]

Unfortunately for him, his flashlight began to flicker. Signs of an empty battery. "Oh, c'mooon..." He quietly groaned, smacking the side of his device with one palm. "I didn't exactly pack any D4's..."[break]

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the haunting at finis hollow [alecto]

POSTED ON Nov 16, 2020 18:28:32 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

There are a great many things Alecto expects to finds in the subterranean maze of tunnels and cavernous halls ahead of her; her mind is imaginative enough to come up with a myriad of scenarios, none of which pleasant. In none of those, however, is a young picknicker girl stumbling out of the dark and nearly into Alecto's arms.

A visible look of surprise overcomes Alecto's usually stoic expression, even if for only the briefest of moments, and her brows furrow at the yip that comes out of the girl's mouth. She's allowed to study the small girl for a short amount of time, taking note of the strange curiosity in surprised eyes. A trickling suspicion materializes in the back of her head, but she remains quiet as the girl moves past her.

Green eyes chase the young picknicker, narrowing when the girl bids her to follow. Unfortunately, Alecto hasn't heard the chanting and does not know what the mute girl is running from. She takes a few precious seconds to make a decision, hand hovering over her belt before she releases a Froslass. "Sabriel, I need you to keep watch. If you see someone, warn me. Do not let yourself be seen."

Her voice is steely, and the ghost pokémon disappears into the wall before Alecto turns to follow the young girl, curiosity overcoming common sense. If needed, the woman thinks, she'll disable the girl and leave her as bait for whatever lies at the center of this mess.

After some time Alecto notices a flickering light blinking at her from somewhere in front of them. The dark-haired woman falters, letting the girl go ahead while she opts to remain in the shadows.

The last thing Alecto needs is to be caught in here when League officials arrive. And if they do find her, she would do well to make them disappear. After all, there's already a culprit in place. But -- she'd rather not take that step if she can help it.

Leaning against the wall, Alecto watches.

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