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 Evestalina “Vestie” Lennell’s Travels, Desoto/Adamantine
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Lady Grey smiled at Vestie’s enthusiasm, and motioned for the other Guardian to approach with her starting goods. “You’re welcome, and I have a pokemon here for you, as well as an egg. Train them both as a starting test from me,” she said as she handed over the bag to Vestie. The egg was nestled between some starting supplies and what looked like a relatively heavy amount of gold. “And to begin that test, you’ll need someone to work with.” Turning to the departing Guardian, she asked, “Will you send Anna in here?” before addressing Vestie once again. “Every Guardian is matched with a senior partner in the beginning, to make sure that they learn the ropes.” Vestie would have a few minutes to ask any questions of Lady Grey, or perhaps to speak with Sil or meet her new pokemon, before three sharp knocks on the door heralded the arrival of someone new.

The Guardian who entered the room was tall, her light skin peppered with freckles and her dirty blonde hair tied back with a leather thong to keep it out of her eyes. From the looks of her armor, she was a Senior Guardian, and from the looks of her smile, she was happy with being called into Lady Grey’s presence.

“What can I do for you, my lady?” she asked as soon as she got within earshot, her voice confident but not overly loud.

“Anna, this is Evestalina Lennell, who has just pledged her service to me. Evestalina, this is Anastasia Redwood, a Senior Guardian who has served with me for many years.”

“And who does not need to be called Anastasia,” she said as she turned to Vestie with a smile. “Anna’s fine, and it’s nice to meet you.” Facing Lady Grey again, she said, “I thought this summons would be about the lost scyther.”

“Any progress?”

“Nothing concrete yet, but I’ve heard about a woodcutter on the outskirts of town who might know something,” Anna replied.

Lady Grey looked thoughtful for a moment, then smiled. “Why don’t you take Evestalina here with you? She needs an introductory mission, and as I seem to recall, you haven’t taken on a junior in a while.”

“I’d be glad to, but…” Anna’s eyes darted over at Vestie. “We should probably head to the stables first. This woodcutter lives on the outskirts of the city, down by the lower levels.”

Lady Grey nodded, a flash of understanding in her eyes, before she dismissed the two Guardians. “I know I will see great things from you,” she said in parting, and Anna stood up and held the door, waiting for Vestie to approach. She was willing to help her get around if need be, but for the moment, she didn’t wish to patronize her new junior partner by making any assumptions.

“I’m sorry to drag you into this mission; you can probably request another one if you want,” Anna said, running her fingers through her hair. “Also, do you know what your pokemon is yet? It’d be a good idea to meet it before we get started, if you haven’t.” She would give Vestie a bit of space to interact with the new pokemon, but she would watch her new junior partner carefully.

Once Vestie was done, or if she told Anna that she had already met her new pokemon, Anna would say, “I think it’s high time we find the stables. Usually, it’s best to find a flier to get down to the ground level, and then some sort of ground mount from there. Does that sound good to you?” Before they could get out of the base, however, Anna had one final thing to ask: “I know you’re likely tired of hearing this, and I won’t harp on it, but if you could let me know what things you may need help with because of your… injury, it’ll help me plan the mission.” She carefully refrained from asking how Vestie lost the part of her leg, although Vestie could certainly offer an explanation if she wished. For now, however, she simply expected an explanation for how she could help Vestie on their first mission, and a willingness to begin her new journey as a Guardian of Istin City.

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Vestie couldn’t wipe the smile from her face, and accepted the pokeball, egg and other items with deep gratitude. “Thank you, this means so much,” she said, running her fingers gently over the shell of the egg, her blue eyes bright. The pokeball drew her attention next, and she reached for it, looking back at her Patron as she spoke of training both the pokemon in the ball, as well as the occupant of the unhatched egg, as a test. “I’ll do my best by them both,” she promised, and there was an earnestness to her tone. Vestie nodded at Lady Grey’s next words, and then curled her fingers around the pokeball still in hand. A pale object resting near the egg drew her attention, and she glanced at it, before pressing the button and setting her new companion loose.

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At the knock at the door, woman and cubone alike turned to observe the woman entering. Though she had never been one to judge by appearances, Vestie’s first impressions of the guardswoman she assumed was to be her mentor while she adjusted to her new assignment was quite positive. The senior guardian, quickly introduced as Anastasia, Anna, seemed to be certain of herself, but possessed no air of undue superiority that Vestie had grown accustomed to with some of the more experienced guardians back in Dedrius. Vestie remained silent while Lady Grey and Anna conversed, but when the guardswoman turned to address her, Vestie replied with a matching smile. “It’s nice to meet you too Anna. And likewise, you can call me Vestie for short, if you’d like.”

Sil shifted beside her, and the two Dedrius guardians (or, former Dedrius guardians) became silnet observers of the conversation that continued. A lost scyther? From the sounds of it, it had been missing a while, and Vestie wondered who it belonged to, and if it had caused any problems, or been hurt. At the mention of a woodcutter, she felt a pang of homesickness, though she glanced to the side only to find Sil doing the same. And while she remembered the smells of home – the scent of woodsmoke and fresh cut timber, her friend’s smile was enough to quell the flicker of loss. Something brushed against her foot, and she leaned down to trail her fingers down Saro’s back – a gesture she hoped he’d find comforting. It was only when Lady Grey mentioned her name that she straightened once more.

There was no denying that her mouth suddenly felt dry when Anna glanced her way, and as her heart beat loudly in her chest, she feared that Anna would make an excuse. The woman’s next words, however, brought relief to Vestie, and she felt ashamed, having thought that Anna would be so shallow. A deep breath, and Vestie smiled again, though it was just a little tired. She had known that this would be difficult. Everyone had told her. But she had proved many wrong already, and she wasn’t the type to give up without a fight. That she was sitting here, alive and mostly-well was proof enough of that. She rose to her feet with a bit of effort, taking a moment to gain her balance and steady herself, before she bid her Patron farewell, biting her lip as she was genuinely moved by the older woman’s encouraging words.

Sil leaned down to scoop up the little cubone, who squirmed in his arms until Vestie spoke gently to him, reaching to rest a hand lightly on the cubone’s skull, leaning on Sil as she did so, who was ready and willing to bear her weight. Together, they approached Anna, and there was appreciation in Vestie’s eyes and in her smile. At her newly assigned partner’s apology, she shook her head lightly. “I’m more than happy to help out wherever I can.” With a tilt of her head, she motioned towards the small pokemon in Sil’s arms. “We met just before. Quiet as he may be, I have a feeling Saro is going to be a reliable ally, and I am glad to have him by my side.” At that, Vestie went on to agree with Anna’s suggestion about heading to the stables, finding her idea to be the logical next step.

But then came the part that Vestie had been secretly dreading. Her shoulders tensed a little and she held her breath a moment. Sil’s shoulder brushed her own, before he placed Saro on the ground near Vestie’s foot and quietly dismissed himself, promising to see Vestie a bit later. He no doubt had to organise his own reassignment here, and Vestie appreciated the privacy he had given her to answer Anna’s question. “I just want to start by saying that I appreciate this. Not many are able to take… this… in stride. Some go on about it unceasingly, and others avoid all mention of it like the plague. I am grateful for your direct and respectful approach Anna.” It was like a breath of fresh air, if Vestie were to be honest. “As for what I need,” she began, before pausing a moment to think about her phrasing, and consider what would be practical, and what information she’d like to be told if she were in Anna’s position. “I’ll need some way of bringing this crutch with us, so I’ll need to consider that when we organise both a flier and a land mount. As awkward as it is to bring it along, unless I can find some other way of getting about, I’m stuck with the thing.” There was a tone of amusement to her voice, despite the frustration she felt for a brief moment.

“It may be obvious, but I’ll say it anyway – if we find ourselves in a confrontation of any kind, I’m little more than a sitting ducklett by myself. I’ll rely on Saro here quiet heavily, and will do my best to stay out of your way.” Another moment of silence. “The last thing I want is to put you in danger Anna, so I want to make it clear to you now that I am ready and willing to retreat if you deem it best at any given time. I came here so I could continue to help others, but I don’t want to do that at the cost of good people like you.” Again, there was that earnestness, and though the words were hard for Vestie to say, she said them all the same, and meant every single one. “I am rather useless on foot, but I served as a scout for years in Dedrius and I have experience riding pokemon.” She clammed up then, overcome by a ripple of grief. Ivo… She missed the rapidash so much. Struggling to shake off the pain, she blinked and lifted her chin a little, waiting to follow Anna to the stables if the guardwoman was satisfied with what she had shared. Before they moved off, Vestie would take a moment to address to Saro, and recall him (after tucking his bone safely away), promising to let him out when they were at the lower level of Istin.

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Anna nodded easily at the mention of the crutch and flashed them a grin. "You're an easy one to work with then, aren't you? Not to worry, Vestie. In a city like this, accidents like that aren't so rare as you might think -- winter can have teeth as sharp as any pokemon." For proof, she held up her left hand, which was missing the first joint of its ring finger. As such things went, it was a very minor injury indeed, but it did at least prove her point. The senior Guard made no attempts to draw comparisons between the missing fingertip and Vestie's absent leg, of course. There weren't any.

To Vestie's explanation and disclaimer, Anna only nodded and commented easily without hesitating as they walked along the stone halls towards the guardian aeroport just beyond the Lady's apartments, "That's understandable, and I appreciate your forthrightness. It'll be good to have your friend there around just in case, too, but I think that once we get back from this mission we ought to see about getting you set up with a flying mount of your own and a harness. It's the best way around the city most days, and should ease your troubles." She paused just outside the corridor where the daylight and cool air breathed into the hall. This high up, the air was thin for those who were unaccustomed and the air cool even in the summer.

When the two had caught up and looked comfortable again, Anna gestured towards the various perches built into the stone. A pair of braviary preened, each fitted with a saddle-and-harness that could accomodate two people. The squire nodded to Anna and returned to what passed for stables at this altitude -- a singularly airy construction of more holes and windows than stonework, lined well with straw and feathers. Several lazy torkoal were visible through the broad door, warming the space despite the constant wind in return for what looked like piles of spicy berries. Anna helped each of them mount, Sil and Vestie on one and herself on the other. The great eagles bore them down in broad circles from the dizzying heights of the city-mountain's peak to the stables at the base. Here, they exchanged mounts for a pair of stout gogoat with thick woolen blankets. Anna waved as the eagles ascended again, far faster than they had flown down.

Here, too, the squire was awfully quiet. It was not until Anna had begun to lead them not toward the sparse trees but north, towards the wild mountains -- and perhaps not even then but when she began to address them quietly -- that Vestie and Sil would realise all was not completely as it seemed. Anna's expression was grim as she explained. "The scyther is one of our men, not a pokemon. Real name's Sithie Warren. A bird breeder, an old man who came from Cypwater in his youth. He's missing, and it's not only out of character for him to vanish, but also he was carrying a clutch of promising eggs at the time which should have been brought to the Lady's aerie. There's a Wodarch woodsman who we work with on occasion living to the north of the city. He says he saw the man." Anna shook her head, as if she was reluctant to hope it was true. "Those eggs were valuable. The last of their line, worth a fortune. We're tasked with gathering information, following up any pressing leads. If we find something important, I'll send a pokemon back to the city. There's a task force waiting."

She nodded to them, and made a quick gesture around. "Keep your eyes peeled -- and if you see a pokemon you want, we'll stop. I have a bad feeling about this job. Better to have more backup than less"

They were rapidly leaving the base of the city behind on sure-footed mounts and entering a craggy valley where ice still glistened in the shadowy hollows and most of the plant life was stunted and low from long winters buried in snow. A mankey watched them pass from a perch higher up in the crag, and a small flock of murkrow eyed them suspiciously and only grudgingly shuffled out of the way of the goats. The area felt inhospitable, to say the least, for a pair of guardians accustomed to the lush forests of Dedrius and the city that stretched over the foothills comfortably rather than piled up and fenced in by stony peaks and scrub... But Anna seemed comfortable with the setting, if not their mission. If they were observant enough, they might notice the sableye with eyes a-glitter hiding in the shadows between boulders, well groomed and healthier looking than a wild pokemon had a right
to be. It would melt away if Vestie or Sil looked at it long enough.

They would ride for perhaps two hours to the Wodarch's cabin, hung about with strange hides that insulated it and chimney smoking peacefully in the afternoon's quickly fading sun. If they asked, Anna would clarify that they would stay the night here. She had helped him when he had broken his arm once, and the man had considered her a friend ever since.

He answered the door swiftly to their knock, revealing a towering man covered in blue tattoos and hides with embroidery so dense that it was difficult to tell what beast they had come from -- but he was smiling broadly. "Anna! I had hoped you would make it before it was night in the valleys. Come in, and your new trainees both. They look cold, and I have a fire and fresh soup."

Anna embraced him briefly, and helped the other two inside while the man -- Eoghain -- settled the guardian mounts behind the house in his stable alongside a stoutland and a young arcanine who had not yet reached its full size. She did not hesitate to serve them from the big cauldron that looked as though it was kept always bubbling in the hearth. He returned and scooped his own bowl of the thick venison stew, and leaned against the counter with Anna, both of them having insisted that Sil and Vestie take the two chairs. "The Lady says you had seen the Scyther, Eoghain? We came about that -- you probably knew. Out to scout and gather up information. The Lady thought it would be a good job for Vestie and Sil here to get accustomed to Istin's lands with, coming from Dedrius, but I... Eoghain, I've got a bad feeling about this." The latter was pitched low for his ears, but there was little chance of Vestie and Sil not hearing it. The look she gave them was that of a fellow guardian: we worry, but we will carry on.

He frowned, clearly taking her worry seriously. "I saw him one week ago, just before that storm rolled in. He was hunched over, his pack full. I tried to approach him, to offer help -- a man in his 60's from the city should not be in the mountains alone, let alone with a burden like that. He shok his head wildly and told me to get away. He pointed one of those magecraft staves at me, crackling with lightning. I had to step back and watch him pass deeper into the mountains. He stumbled and nearly fell more than once. He did not come back. I don't know if even I can track him. That thunderstorm..." He glanced at the two junior guardians, and explained, "When these valleys flood in the rain, all manner of debris move around. If he stuck to the valley floors like he was when I first saw him, his tracks will have been washed away."

They were quiet for a moment. If Vestie or Sil had suggestions, they'd be taken gladly. Otherwise, Anna would press him for details, but come up with little else. The valley had been to the northeast; it didn't have a name, but Eoghain knew it and could show them in the morning. He was worried that he had not returned. Asked if he could accompany them. Anna agreed, perhaps a bit too quickly. They could pass the night.

In the morning, they would mount their gogoat, Eoghain his stoutland, and set out.


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Anna’s response endeared her even more to Vestie, and she knew with confidence that here was a mentor who wouldn’t judge her, and would do her best to understand and empathise. A smile found its way to Vestie’s lips and settled there, refusing to budge. Knowing that Anna was looking out for her, and that Sil would have her back for at least one more mission. The idea of getting a flier of her own upon their return though, made her a little nervous. She had never travelled by air before. But she meditated on the suggestion of Anna’s as she and Sil followed (it was not lost on Vestie that Anna made sure not to get too far ahead, and this warmed her heart with appreciation) and came to the conclusion that it would be a good thing. As Anna had said, it was the easiest way to get around Istin, considering the way the city was built. And Vestie had come here because of the fact that Istin was a mountain fortress, covered in ice and snow. Nothing here was easy, and it was not in Vestie’s nature to take a cowards way out.

Before long, they arrived at the aerie. Along the way, Vestie had gotten a little side-tracked, and Anna had waited patiently for the few minutes it took Vestie to gain a new ally. Japhra’s pokeball was secured firmly beside Saro’s, and Vestie felt just that little more sure of herself, knowing already that she had a faithful friend in the young meditite. With help from Anna and Sil, Vestie managed to mount the braviary without much fuss. The fact that Sil sat right behind her, arms either side, drew the junior guardian’s focus from the butterflies in her stomach. What she had feared, though, turned out to be a bittersweet kind of freedom. It was similar to riding, she thought, and memories of Ivo, of the accident that had crippled her, brought tears to her eyes, and these slipped down her cheeks, only to be wiped away by Sil once they’d landed. He did not miss the hesitation Vestie displayed upon approaching the gogoat that would bear them hence. She hadn’t been riding since… “I’m okay, it’ll be fine, Sil,” she reassured her best friend with a watery, weak smile.

And so they set off, both juniors listening to Anna intently as she briefed them further. (The smile had returned to Vestie’s lips. How she loved riding! How she had missed it. And the bond she felt growing between herself and the gogoat was a marvellous thing to behold, blossoming much faster than she’d expected.) So they were looking for a man, and not a pokemon. The mentioned of the woodsman caught their attention – Vestie had only come across a few of the Woadarch in her scouting trips, and was rather fascinated by their culture and way of living. The words that followed were a little worrying, and immediately Vestie felt concern bloom in her chest. They had come to find the man and the eggs he had in his possession, and the guardian scout hoped that they had not come to harm.

They made good time travelling, and though they came across a few pokemon, none drew Vestie’s interest the way Japhra had. Sil had his own new pokemon – a machop he’d named Charyn, and both were keen to rendezvous with the woodsman , to make a start on figuring out what had happened to the Scyther and his precious cargo. However, there came a moment when Vestie stopped the gogoat she and Sil were riding, turning to find that the strange figure watching them from the shadows had vanished into the air before her eyes. “Sil, did you see that?” she murmured under her breath, but her companion merely shook his head, asking a quiet question. But now was not the time to talk – Vestie had a strange feeling about that little ghost, and didn’t want to keep Anna waiting.

The Woadarch’s cabin rose up to meet them after some time, and the sight of it filled Sil and Vestie both with relief. It was getting dark, and Sil was getting restless. Vestie felt his concern for her, but though she was tired – not having yet built up her stamina to what it had once been, she remained alert, and her determination was more than enough to carry her. Sil helped Vestie dismount, and she hobbled inside, her body aching, but her spirit soaring. She was glad they would be spending the night, however – she knew from experience that it could be dangerous to travel at night, particularly when you were unfamiliar with the lay of the land and the threats to look out for. But she was confident that the woodsman, Eoghain, would be more than capable of pointing them in a promising direction and offering any useful advice as to what they might encounter.

She thanked the man for his kindness and hospitality, and as soon as she was seated, finding instant relief, she introduced herself. “I’m Vestie, and it is good to meet you, Eoghain.” Sil, likewise, introduced himself, and Vestie gratefully accepted a serve of hot soup, finding that she couldn’t keep her gaze from wandering. She did her best, however, not to stare at the man himself, though he was by far the most intriguing subject in his little house. She knew what it felt like, to be stared at because she was different, and she would never want to make another feel judged in such a way.

With Sil sitting in the chair near her, the two young Guardians listened to Anna as she explained things to Eoghain, but at her quiet expression of concern, Vestie and Sil shared a troubled look, though not one unlike the look their mentor shared with the Woadarch woodsman. Sil gestured with his hand, and mouthed something to his companion and friend. It’ll be alright, you can do this. Vestie smiled a little, and shook her head lightly, and her expression was mirrored on Sil’s face when he caught her meaning. They could do it together. They had weathered storms before, and survived many terrible things. The two soon retired to the places they’d been kindly provided for the night, and slept well, comforted by the knowledge that they wouldn’t just have Anna leading them tomorrow, but Eoghain himself would aide them too.

Come sunrise, both were up and eager to get moving, though Vestie was a little slower than she would have liked, and was doing her best not to let it get to her. Anna had already shown herself to be understanding, and Sil as always did whatever he could to help. By the time they mounted, Vestie was in good spirits and eager to get moving. Experience had taught her that the longer a trail was left, the harder it was to follow, and so she looked to Anna, ready to follow her every instruction.


[[ Just want to say that your update was amazing Rosa, and thanks for all the effort that went into this. I’m super excited about this. I’m all kinds of intrigued, about what happened to the Scyther, about Eoghain, about those eggs (hope they’re okay!) and that mysterious sableye!

Also, I’ve randomised a starter for Sil, so that in future updates he & his pokemon may be used by my updating mod if necessary or desired. I kind of consider him a shared NPC presently, and am super stoked he got to come on this mission <3

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Smelling Salts & Thunder Punch ]]

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The dawn forests welcomed them like a mother mightyena's teeth, at once protective and gentle, but bearing a quiet potential for threat. The grass types' leaf-fur gathered the dew and despite the chill in the air, they were in high spirits. Eoghain had prepared a simple but satisfying breakfast to them from smoked fish and fried pidove eggs from his coop and a pot of fresh pine-needle tea, a flavor that Vestie and Sil might have found strange and foreign but that Anna seemed to relish as an uncommon treat -- despite being surrounded by pines every day. Vestie might suspect there was some sort of secret recipe, but Eoghain would only pour them more and conveniently become deaf if they asked.

They followed the stream back through the valley from the crossing not far from Eoghain's cabin, exchanging small chatter, pointing out curious features of the landscape or noting the path of the flood area easily four times the width of the stream and debris dropped from the water when it had shaken off the confines of its banks after the storm. Eoghain led them to the place where two tributary streams fed the lower, and upon Anna's request showed them the small hunting blind he had been perched in.

"I had climbed down to greet him, offer him aid. He seemed startled, and then panicked. The wilds are not the place for him -- he is unwary. But he fled from me. The valley diverges into two paths just beyond here past this screen of brambles and highbush berries. I do not know which path he chose."

"Are there many differences between the two valleys ahead?"

"Some, but not so many as you might hope. The eastern vale becomes more rapidly craggy, and higher in elevation with more sparse vegetation -- the western boasts a small wetland in its heart with vernal ponds. It is a friendlier walk if you mind biting insects less than more strenuous footing. Neither route is challenging to us as we are, but neither is kind to a burdened and elderly man. I... do not believe he would have found my storm shelters, nor been able to climb to them if he had."

The guardswoman chewed on the information for a time, muttering it to herself to fix it in her memory. "Eoghain, this is not your fault. I know you -- you are berating yourself that you did not insist on intruding in his business and offering your aid more aggressively. These circumstances are too strange for that. The Scyther would normally never have turned down a bit of aid, for he's always on about his years."

She cast a careful eye over Vestie and Sil, weighing them for a moment. "Lass, you were a scout. Scouts learn to assess, don't they? Tell me what you think, and tell me what you see. We may well have to search both, but... Which path would you first choose to search for the old man?"

Around them was the forest, at first glance as picturesque and secretive as a painting, but they were of Dedrius. The western branch bore heavy mud still from the flooding, sitting lower in the lay of the land than the eastern branch, whose stream bed held more angular stone than the other and no water weeds. The forest's character was otherwise equal in each direction, bearing the damage of the recent and regular flooding from the summer's storms -- there would be no tracking of prints or trail signs here. A few shuppet lurked in the shadows of firs and pines, staying out of the way and seeking the dark places to wait out the day. A bidoof on the eastern path was gathering fallen wood, presumably for a dam. A yanma flashed between distant trees to the west and was swallowed by the landscape again. Sil caught a brief glimpse of diamond eyes behind a granite outcrop, but it was gone before he could be certain of what he saw. Which path would the burdened, harried old man have taken? Would it have been the lowlands, easier on his aging knees?

Did he even have the choice?

Anna waited for her assessment, with Eoghain nodding encouragement. They would let the young ones cut their teeth here, before they came to a point where they din't have time to think decisions through. It was a strange case, after all. There was no telling what might happen.

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