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Apr 15 2018, 10:50 PM
During Andrew travel with Kaien, he used an NPC to talk to Andrew for a battle. I remember Saint used one as well back in my first Adventure. Unlike Kaien who didn't have a sprites, Saint used a pre-made one. That got me think what and who would appeared in the Terrene Wild if this was a game? Who will our Character meet? So I made a list and started to recolor and add little "effect". Most of the color scheme are the same main because the lack of fashion or for safety reasons. One example is the brown coloring, which i represent as leather. I hope you like these and considering using them.Here
the album i have been storing them in. Here are all the one i have finished, the final result will have over 32 sprites male and female.
Apr 13 2018, 08:28 PM
The winds of the desert blow across his skin as Dusk step out of the tent and under the night sky. Yukiko followed him out from the tent, still wary of her chosen human but slowly warming up to him. They plan to go out tonight to do some hunting and to train up the Snorunt to get her more experience with the creatures around the camp. They where unsure what would be up and about, but hopefully both of them would be able to handle anything that they come across with. Yet before they could go, they needed to take stock of their supplies.
A single pokeball, an oren berry for an emergency and a map of the area to help them travel the way. With a nod to the small ice type, they took off from the camp, mind full of Dusk Father and his pokemon. Going away from Oasis village and moving near the strip of land and the ocean they begun their hunt.
Apr 13 2018, 03:00 PM
OOC: Official Name Giving and Loyalty
The glaring sun bore down onto the small camp site, yet Dusk barely felt the heat as the cold air that surrounded his newly found partner was entrap within his tent. The small ice type was resting off to the side as far away from Dusk as she can. During the first few days he had know her, he had mange to pick up a few of her traits that define her personality and habits. He already know that their relationship will be rocky, not only because how they meet, but because the young Snorunt was already independent on her own. He figure she doesn't really need any guidance but someone who will be willing to watch her back. He is hoping that she will soon see him as someone like that but until then he need to wait for her to trust him.
The first thing he need to do is learn about her and about her species, something that was easy as there were a few of them already partner up with the family. He also know that he needed to go and make sure she stay a certain temperature, as an Ice type the desert sun and heat would dehydrate her too much. Which was another bump in the road to them learning to trust in each other, she was used to sleeping most of the day and only become awake during the night when it was much cooler. So fix this, he started to change his sleeping habit slightly, staying up from noon to the twilight hours past midnight. He was unsure if it was working, but as he had more time to interact with her, he will keep it up in hope that it will one day will.
Speaking of waking up, it was around the time that she usually started to get up. Seeing a chance to gain a little bit of her trust, he sneak out of the tent to one of the buckets that was attach to their wagon. While he knows that as a species she would most likely survive on ice and snow, something proven when he saw her use powder snow to make something to eat, a berry or two will fill her up slightly. When he return to his tent, she had already woken up from her slumber and was just sitting in her corner. With a small smile in her direction, Dusk show her the berries he got for before placing them next to her. He learn the hard way that she won't take anything he give her, so rather he just set it aside and wait till she reach for it.
With her somewhat feed, Dusk sit back and just graze at her, trying to think of ways on how to build some trust with each other. They can't talk to each other as there was an language barrier between them, he was unsure of any games that they could play, and the only other way to build trust is doing something dangerous but they need to trust each other first. While there was one more thing he could tried, but he was unsure if it would work. Some of the more experience trainer said that naming your pokemon can help in the beginning. Something about it get the pokemon to understand that you talking to it? He wasn't exactly sure of it but if it could help then he was willing to try it out.
She was a young thing, a child, but unlike others of her kind she was alone. Her personality was cold so far, but during the night we meet she was somewhat friendly to the cacnea. She kinda remind him of her type, a child of an icy heart. He remember that their was an word that some mean that, he believed it was Yukiko? It was a good of name as any, but would she accept it? There was only one way for him to known, "Hey, i been thinking, you deserver a name. How bout the name Yukiko?"
The human was with her again, she was unsure how she should react around him. She was the one that came to him, to see if he was good enough to become her human. But so far they have done nothing but hang around this nest that the human had made. She had talked to those ghost that hang around the older one to see what they had to say. They say he was nice and would be able to help her if she ever wanted it. She was unsure how much of it was true or false, but with how the human was acting, him bring berries for her to eat, she was siding to the truth. That doesn't mean anything yet, he will need to prove himself during the desert nights,
"Hey, i been thinking, you deserver a name. How bout the name Yukiko?"
He was talking to her again, his words going over her head as he does so. She need to really learn how to understand him, she is learning to pick up a few words, like how the older human call her's Dusk. Which is the name of the human if the ghost were to believed. Anyway she just watch him talk on, noticing that he was saying a certain word over and over again. Was that what he was calling her? A hint of something well up within her, unsure if she should be happy or now that this human had name her something. One, for the first time in her life she was given a name, yet she doesn't need a name. She doesn't need anything since she was kick out form her troop, but maybe she will just let him keep saying it.
Apr 10 2018, 03:33 AM
The early morning call rang out over Andrew section of the settler camp, causing the young man to move out of his tent. He can't wait till he was able to move into the city proper and find a house to call his own, or better yet, build himself a home. Yet before he could even think of moving his tent into Crater he need to prove himself with helping around the city with its repairs and projects. It was hard, but the thought of owning his own house was pushing him through the ordeals. It doesn't help that he was also being pay and was promised any items that he finds during the work.
Before he could further derail his thoughts a second ring from the morning bell broke him out of his mind, reminding him that he should better get in line for breakfast or else he won't eat until high noon. Following the crowd toward the mess tent, Andrew found himself looking over the people walking around him in the camp. Many of them he recognized from his time in Forest Beach village, some even wave in his direction from time to time. There was another distance group of people that he had notice in the camp, they were wearing lighter clothes that cover their whole body. He figures out that they are most likely from the final recognize population in Terrene.
There was one more thing he notice about some of the people that he came across during his walk around the camp. They each have a faded ugly burn on their foreheads, marking them as the rumor branded that he had hear about whenever someone had talk about Crater. He had a rather twisted view on the branded, he felt for them, their life isn’t true life's but something force apron them. There where force to work for most of their day with nearly no income and no escape from it. On the other hand, they never will have to go hungry or thirsty, never will have to go without a day on the road or without work as long as they live. Totally safe, and if Andrew was honest to himself, he was kind of jealous of that safety even if they are branded.
The aroma of cook eggs and the sound of sizzling bacons let him know that he had finally made it to the mess hunt. With a growling belly, Andrew found himself getting into line to get his own plate of breakfast, all thoughts of the different people in that camp push to the back of his mind. That is until he turned around to search for a place to sit at, and all the little quirks of each groups come to mind. Each and every group, with the exception of Oasis, had their own pros and cons with sitting next to them. As he will be living there for the few weeks, he has to make sure that he doesn't make any trouble. In all serous, all Andrew wanted to do is release his pokemon and seclude himself from everyone, but camp rule forbids any pokemon that isn't helping with guarding or building.
"Hey? Did you hear? About Seven?" "Yeah, crazy right? That makes three!"
Sighing to himself, Andrew found himself next to a mixture of branded and regular citizen of Crater, hoping to learn some more about the city from their point of view. Other than some regular information that he has already know, all he had learn was some gossip about someone getting hurt yesterday while on wall duty. Nothing that was too shocking, it was the third accident that had happen this week, and it was only the third day in. A little disappointed, Andrew move away from the table to where he could find the quarter master over watching his section for a small wagon.
It wasn't big, a small child could easily sit into it and be nice and comfortable with room to spread. It was meant to be used for two people, but the front was change to be a harness for a pokemon. A small fight with Sovanna later have her hook up into it ready to pull it while Andrew push. Already somewhat trained, she leads him down the path up to the city gate. Instead of walking inside to city proper, they turn and followed the wall till they found a small construction crew working on filling some cracks that had form. Making sure not to bother them, the small team of Sovanna and Andrew move past them to a pile of stone off to the corner of the site. It was there that they meet with an older man, one of the Deacons that where overseeing the wall reconstruction and the one that give them their assignments.
"Sol, right? Good to see that you're still working. I already have to send a few Peace Officers out to drag some slacker out of their tents. Anyway, your job is stone moving, we need more stone at the northwest section of the wall. You can handle it right?"
That he does, he been doing it lately to help train Sovanna with carrying different weights and labors. Though it was kind of a mistake as his Mudbray was stubborn as heck and refuse to work after a while. It a good thing that he only need to do so till high noon, then he was able to rotated out into road working until it was time for dinner. While it was enough stalling for now, they move past the Deacon to start piling stone into the wagon. It was menial labor but someone need to do it, plus all he could picture was owning his own house to call his own after all this is over. With the help of Lillian confusion, it only took Andrew a few minutes to finished piling the stone into the wagon. "Okay girl, let get going to the site."
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