The Robust
He/Him/His
Twenty-Eight
October 30th
Bevaridge Town
Biomesexual
Pokemon Educator/Vlogger/Biome Enthusiast
Avatar/Gym Leader/Elite Ranger
See ya later, Feraligatr!
Zac knocked once and let himself into Devin's house. "We're here!" he called. Zac had expected to hear Devin's chaotic scrambling coming from the kitchen, but instead a calm voice responded from the living room. "Welcome, adventurers." Zac spun to see Devin sitting at the head of the dining table, a pile of strong-spined reference books at his side. Devin had on a long, gray beard, yellow face paint, and was wearing a pointed hat covered in stars and strange symbols. "Uhh, what's happening Devin?" Zac asked, getting worried. Was Devin going to try and recruit them into a cult? "Ohoho, who is this Devin?" asked Devin, "I am Alakazam, your Guild Master for this evening." "Oh," Zac said, unsure how to broach the subject of Devin and Ki's date with this Alakazam. "I, uh, guess we'll come back another time then." "Leave? But adventurer, the residents of Brightloft need your assistance! You three are to be adventuring together, and will be facing perils most mortal!" Devin gestured at the table, where there were three sheets of paper, each paperclipped with one of their names. Zac made his way into the living room, gesturing Chu-e Choi and chryssa glasgow in behind him. Zac slowly picked up his paper and sat down. The sheet was covered in numbers and descriptions, and had a little picture of an Eevee wearing chainmail in the top corner. Zac looked up at Alakazam. "...What's this?" "You do not remember our discourse over the magic scroll?" asked Alakazam, pointing to Zac's phone. "You told me all of your companions, so I transcribed their details for convenience." Zac looked over the details on his sheet. It did look heavily inspired by the personality quiz that Devin had sent him earlier in the week. Alakazam looked expectantly at Zac, "Why don't you introduce yourself to your fellow adventurers?" Zac frowned, looking for the 'Name' section on his sheet. "Okay, I'm...Wraor Flickernibble," Zac said, reading off the sheet. "I am an Eevee, one of eight siblings born in the Pawdab Marshes. I moved to Brightloft in search of gold and adventure. I love honeysuckle and bright stars, and can't resist a mystery. My fur is smoother than silk, but I've got a long way to go to live up to the reputation of my father: Fritkra Suntall the Flareon." Zac scanned the page, hoping he hadn't left out anything important. "Uh, is that it?" "What is your specialty, hero?" Alakazam prompted. "Oh, I am proficient in light armor, water-vehicles and bladed weapons. I speak Common, Pidgey and Sandshrew, and I'm a level 1 Druid." "Wonderful!" Alakazam exclaimed, his beard almost coming off. He turned to Chu-e Choi . "And how about you, adventurer?"
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