He ushers Gardevoir forward—for the record, she seems similarly confused—and she spreads her arms, beginning to telekinetically levitate the injured people out of the hole.
"It is not just for you," the Shadow says, similarly muttered.
The people are placed down on the ground. One of them is unconscious. Two are too injured to walk on their own, but two have light enough injuries to manage.
"Yes," he says with a sigh. It is as if every step of this process is a chore.
One of the people with fewer injuries helps support one of the others who is having more difficulty. Gardevoir lifts the unconscious person in her arms. So Ingo's Shadow crouches down to help carry the person with broken legs on his back.
Litten snuggles up closer, purring. The alpha Sneasel also hugs up closer and purrs, as if jealous.
Since the Pokemon on the path back to the village were cleared out or non-aggressive, the party makes it back without incident. Ingo's Shadow puts down the injured person he was carrying, alerts Irida about everyone's presence, and promptly tries to make himself scarce.
"I was wrong about what you should do. You shouldn't stay here and follow in my example. I don't know what you should do, but it should be whatever brings you as far away from my path as possible. You are on your own."
"Ah..." She frowns. "...I'm really worried about him. You wouldn't know this about him, but he's been acting differently lately. He's usually a very kind and welcoming person. I don't know... if some kind of curse has been laid upon him."
She holds out a tablet towards you. It has an engraving, but of course you can't read it. Still, you have obtained an Icicle Plate!
What, is not bein' kind and welcomin' a curse? Seems to me that whatever happened he's doin' his best to act normal, and that's just makin' it worse...
"Well—that's what I mean. I don't know if 'whatever happened' is some kind of external influence. Or if everything is just... getting to him."
She looks embarrassed to have jumped straight to supernatural influence though.
"It's a Plate... It's something passed down among the people of this region. It's said they've existed since the beginning of creation. It felt right to give it to you. ...I wonder if you could do me a favor?"
"...I want you to try to help Warden Ingo. There's a strange set of tracks that appeared next to our village. I'm wondering if it has something to do with him acting so strangely. No... That's disingenuous of me to say." She shakes her head. "The Almighty Sinnoh told me that if you wait by those tracks, you'll be able to go help him. And I want to help him. But you're the only one here who can go. That's all I know."
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He ushers Gardevoir forward—for the record, she seems similarly confused—and she spreads her arms, beginning to telekinetically levitate the injured people out of the hole.
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[Vicious at least says that a bit under his breath. And is distracted by levitating people, because that's pretty cool.]
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The people are placed down on the ground. One of them is unconscious. Two are too injured to walk on their own, but two have light enough injuries to manage.
"Thank you... Thank you..."
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One of the people with fewer injuries helps support one of the others who is having more difficulty. Gardevoir lifts the unconscious person in her arms. So Ingo's Shadow crouches down to help carry the person with broken legs on his back.
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They begin the careful process of walking back through the storm. The winds seem to be dying down, although it's getting darker.
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[Cheerfully.
Vicious follows along. After a bit he picks Litten off his head and settles him back into his arms. It's warmer that way.]
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Since the Pokemon on the path back to the village were cleared out or non-aggressive, the party makes it back without incident. Ingo's Shadow puts down the injured person he was carrying, alerts Irida about everyone's presence, and promptly tries to make himself scarce.
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C'mon now, what was all that about?
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"I was wrong. You shouldn't listen to me."
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If ya don't want me around, you can just say so. Don't have to be about what I "should" do.
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In the same way he did before, the Shadow disappears into nothingness. He doesn't appear again anywhere else that you can see.
A moment later, Irida comes running up the slope after you. "Warden Ingo! Vicious...?"
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[Vicious scratches Litten's head, forcedly casual]
Yeah, he left. Dunno what his deal was.
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She holds out a tablet towards you. It has an engraving, but of course you can't read it. Still, you have obtained an Icicle Plate!
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[He takes the plate though.]
What's this?
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She looks embarrassed to have jumped straight to supernatural influence though.
"It's a Plate... It's something passed down among the people of this region. It's said they've existed since the beginning of creation. It felt right to give it to you. ...I wonder if you could do me a favor?"
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[Vicious mutters, and then sighs.]
Well, it ain't like I'm doin' anythin' else. And I wanna know what's up with him too.
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"Thank you. Of course, whatever happens, you are welcome here at our clan. Consider us your home as long as you don't remember your own."
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[That makes Vicious feel? Something? Good? Bad? Confused? For reasons he cannot remember. So he scowls to himself.]
Yeah, I'll keep it in mind.
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