While Pacifidlog was an impressive show of the bond humans, nature, and pokemon could have- up close Gwyar Wledig would see the cracks. Only the ship was part of the actual Gym; it towered over the little town, a war ship once now gutted and made into something new. Instead, the populace that would greet the man was a few grannies roasting fish over specialized spits over the water and curious children peeking from behind ramshackle huts. Pacifidlog was impressive for what it was- but it was broken down and worn, poverty having gripped the community for years. No one cared about Pacifidlog, usually, other than an as interesting factoid, and the dwindling Native Hoennian population suffered for it.

But it was lively if nothing else.

Gwyar would not get a warm welcome but it would be friendly enough. One of the grannies would yell something unintelligible over her shoulder, the children would swarm, and tiny hands would try to try and pet and spoil his pokemon. A fish would be offered, flavored with little more than the sea's salt, and he would have a moment to rest as chatter in a language foreign to him started up around him.

But, in time, the Gym Leader himself would come. Having been summoned to see the visitor, carrying two small children on his shoulders and beaming. These were his people, after all!

"Hey there! Can I help... oh! Hey! Are you my challenger? When you didn't show I thought maybe you were a no show canceler! Happens sometimes!" A grunt and he gently dropped the two kids on the ground next to him. "I had someone else go on the mission we were going to do, but... hmm... you did come out all this way..." Temp rubbed his chin a bit before nodding.

"We can work with this! You ever tended Corsola before?" He moved towards the water, giving a stretch. No wetsuit right now, just civilian clothes, but Temp was more than ready to get wet at a given notice. "Oh! Uh, sorry, I ran my mouth a little... I'm Norman Rararie, the Gym Leader here! But please, call me Temp!"

Gwyar's Gym Challenge Log: Shell Badge

Vs Tempest Quinn

Unfortunate circumstances, but they were clearly his fault, so he could only nod along as the Gym Leader explained the situation.

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Temp! Never tended to Corsola in my life!" Gwyar responded cheerfully as he grabbed and shook the Gym Leader's hand.

They were standing by the water, presumably ready to jump in.

"But I'm sure I'll figure it out!" He said next, giving the other man a thumbs up. "I'll follow your lead!"

Temp is happy that Gwyar Wledig seems so willing! Even if he's never done it before, he seems eager and willing to learn. Which is enough for him! He also appreciated the honesty. Too many people pretended to know things to impress others and then just messed stuff up.

"It's not too bad! We don't use diving equipment, so get ready to hold your breath!"

And with that, Temp stripped off his shirt and just dove in. The milotic tattoo curled around his arm gleamed black in the water before he dove downwards.

Under Pacifidlog, the colony rested. A few of the Corsola swam about but most of them slept. Various smaller pokemon, like Krabby or Wishiwashi, toddled around. But there were a few dangers as well... Hiding and waiting.

Gwyar's Gym Challenge Log: Shell Badge

Vs Tempest Quinn

As the Gym Leader leapt into the water, Gwyar nodded at the man's instructions, tugging the goggles on his head down and over his eyes.

"You heard the man, Raki! Hold your breath!" Gwyar said as he squatted in front of Raki, tugging the puppies' own goggles down before glancing over at his Primarina. "Nimue, stick close to Raki and help him out. Tiberius- with me!"

4 splashes later and the blonde and his pokemon were in the water, looking around for the Gym Leader.

Letting his water-types locate the man, Gwyar focused on the colony around them instead. The beauty hidden underneath the surface was unique in ways a man who rarely dived could only gape at.

Watching the several underwater pokemon frolic about with a smile, his gaze was brought back to his own pokemon as his Empoleon tapped his shoulder, pointing at the gym leader further down in the depths.

Nodding, Gwyar grabbed onto the water-type, letting it lead him quickly to the Gym Leader, Raki doing much the same with the Primarina.

As they came close enough for Temp to notice them, Gwyar gave a wave and a thumbs up.

He was ready to do this!