EXPLORERS GUILD: Avant-Garde
Date Joined: July 22, 2014
Current Funds: 0 St
- Characteristic: Strong-willed
Gender: ♂ Age: 13 - 16
Strength: 2/5 Agility: 4/5
Intelligence: 2/5 Charisma: 4/5 (+2)
Total Points Left: 0/10
Type Bonus: Fire -> +2 Charisma
- Template Gloves
---- Description: Red gloves used to safely grab Olenna
- Characteristic: Sturdy body
Gender: ♀ Age: ???
Ability: Iron Barbs
Strength: 4/5 Agility: 1/5
Intelligence: 3/5 Charisma: 2/5
Total Points Left: 0/10
Type Bonus: Grass/Steel -> +0 in Charisma, +0 in Strength
- Starter Accessory Voucher
---- Description: N/A
========== WRITTEN TEST ==========
A single streak of blue sky between the dense clouds above Andalusst City marks the start of an unpredictable morning and it seems like rain or shine could develop at a whim. The assorted traders and pedestrians mulling about seem to be a little wary, trying to park their stalls and carts in shaded areas or making efforts to keep their dry produce hidden away for now.
As a young Chimchar enters the main square, he stares in awe at the sight of so many Pokémon. For him, the masses of citizens and merchants are like a labyrinth. He travels through the few gaps in the crowd, hoping to get anywhere far from the gathering. This is no easy task, however, as not only are the spaces too narrow, but the spiky orb held by the Chimchar hinders his movement.
While not very small, the Ferroseed presented a great weight, and the numerous spikes on its exterior make the quest truly challenging. “Ow”, thinks the Chimchar as his companion’s spikes bury into his hands.
“Hey, could you try to not poke me, please?” he complained to the spiked plant.
It did not reply. It hardly ever did.
“You know, you haven’t told me your name. Or whether you’re a boy or a girl.” He insisted on making conversation. “Mine’s Renly, and I’m a boy” He smiled politely.
“…I don’t have one.” It replied in a barely audible tone.
“Don’t have what? Name or gender?” If he got her to talk, perhaps they’d bond a bit.
“…Name” It muttered.
“How can you not have a name?” he asked.
“…I just… don’t…” Its volume lowered each time it spoke.
“Well, I can help you pick one out. Are you a boy or a girl?”
Before the Ferroseed could reply, he stumbles, and it rolls into the crowd, causing some to yelp in pain.
“Damn it… It’ll take forever to find the Guild with this amount of people. Mom would probably find it in a second…” Renly thought silently. After a minute of thought, he stood up, determined to find his companion. To his surprise, the Ferroseed had fallen only a few meters from him, and was upside, staring intently at the sky.
“Hey, are you alright?” he asked the fallen plant.
“…yes” It responded, quietly.
He smiled. Perhaps she had started to warm up to him. The fire monkey picked up the iron plant and began searching for a way out of the swarm of Pokémon. After a few minutes of walking, his partner spoke.
“…Girl.” It said.
“Huh? What about girl?” he turned the Ferroseed around so it would face him.
“I’m a girl...”
“Oh! Then I have some ideas for your name!” Renly started thinking. “Well, there’s Cassana, like my mom, what do you think?
She didn’t reply.
“Okay, so that’s a no. What about… Barbara! Y’know, since you’ve got all those barbs.” He smiled, proud at his naming skills.
“…” She stared at him, not amused.
“Alright then, not a fan of puns, I see…” Renly smiled nervously as he thought of more names. “I know! This one’s perfect! Olenna! Like the Roserade in the legend, the Queen of Thorns!”
“…hm.” His partner didn’t show dislike at the name, but neither did she show any liking. She just kept quiet, and so, ended their conversation.
Finally, after what had seemed like hours, the crowd began to dissipate, and the unlikely duo found themselves in their destination.
While the Explorers Guild Hall wasn't exactly the most eye-catching building, it still had a somewhat homely feel to it, even though Renly’s party has only just finished registering. The Explorers seem to have a certain unmistakable aura to them, though one in particular happens to meet his gaze.
The Servine leaning against a nearby wall inclines her narrow snout toward Renly and gives a little nod, her bright eyes briefly visible under the shadow of her hat.
"Hey... New, are you?" She speaks with a hint of caution, but her tone is otherwise welcoming. "Hmm, stupid question. 'Course you are, I saw you sign in. Admittedly I'm not great with this meet and greet stuff, so how about exchanging names to start things off? You first."
“Nice to meet you, my name is Renly Pyke, son of Cassana, who’s also an Explorer.” He beamed a big, friendly smile at her. If there had ever been any thoughts that this Chimchar was a threat to anyone, they immediately disappeared. Friendliness and honesty were written across his grin.
Renly grabbed his partner and held her up to the Servine. “This is um… uh...” He looked at
“Olenna”, she said, firmly.
Upon receiving this response, she relaxes a little, folding her small arms across her chest. "Ahh, that's great. Yeah, when you said your name just then, it had that... that "zing". It means you're serious about this, yeah? As for me, my name's Teresa. I'm what you'd call a Guild Assistant, which makes me your Serperior."
Renly wanted to laugh, but he didn’t know whether he was allowed to, so he kept quiet. Olenna maintained her expressionless face, but said nothing.
She stares at you with a blank face for a moment, and then giggles quietly. "You know, you don't have to be so polite. I don't really care about rank and file, but I do care about honesty. If I tell a joke and it sucks, feel free to roll your eyes."
She extends one of her thin, green vines and nods, expecting a handshake even though she keeps her arms folded. "So what brings you here, anyway? You from out of town, or...?"
Renly eagerly shakes her hand, and begins speaking. “Yes, actually. My mother doesn’t know where exactly I was born. She told me it might be Hatheria, Loxiar, or Vazeer. It doesn’t really matter, because we moved far from that area before I could even talk. Our house is in a village called Marelli, which is a forest away from here. I lived there with my mother and my older brother Stannis. I never knew my father, and neither did Stannis, but mother takes care of us, and when she’s out, the neighbours used to help her. Anyways, I asked mother to come here to join the Explorer’s Guild, and she said yes, so here I went.”
He smiled and pointed to Olenna. “On my way here, I met Olenna. She was stuck with her face in the ground, so I helped her get out and convinced her to come here with me.”
Olenna, to everyone’s surprise, started speaking. “... I was born in a forest tree. One day I fell. He got me out. I am here.”
Renly grinned at her. “You see? There’s nothing wrong in talking, especially about yourself.” He tried to get a reaction out of her, but it looked like that was all she was going to say.
Satisfied with their answer, Teresa nods and withdraws her vine. "Cool, cool... Well, whatever the case, you've got a name in mind for your group, right? I didn't get a chance to check your papers, but I do want to get more familiar with our rookie members when I have the time. I'm kinda new to this whole assistant thing, honestly."
Once again, Renly was quick to answer. “Yep! Our team name’s gonna be Avant-Garde! My mother told me it was some kind of important artistic thing where you were really creative, so that’s us!”
“…I like it.” Olenna said quietly, moving her body as if to nod.
A smile creeps over her narrow features when she hears the given name of their team, though it's ambiguous as to whether she found it inspiring or amusing for other reasons. "There's that "zing" again. Feels good to know we've got Pokémon like you joining our Guild. I guess Cassidy wasn't exaggerating when he said the standouts just keep pouring in. Just don't get cocky - confidence is good, but overconfidence in a dungeon is a quick way to get yourself in trouble, along with everyone else in your party." She taps the side of her snout, then clicks her tiny fingers as another question enters her mind. "Oh right, this is very important - why did you want to become an Explorer, hm? Just curious..."
The Chimchar began telling his story. “Well, you see, my mother was an Explorer, and she always told us stories of her adventures and travels, and I want to be like her and do all those kinds of things. That’s what I told her when I asked her to let me join this Guild.” Renly looked down, pondering a certain thought. “One thing I didn’t tell her was that I’m kinda hoping that if I become an Explorer, I can find my dad…” He frowned slightly, but quickly put his usual smile back on. “I want to make my family proud of me.” He looked at Olenna and asked her, “You want to tell her why you joined?”
Olenna made a raspy, metallic noise, like that of a sword clashing against a shield. “He helped me. I was hurt. He helped me again. I had nowhere to go. I joined him.” After those quick sentences, she said no more.
She listens patiently to the explanation, but as soon as they're done with the tale, she immediately begins speaking again, her words leaving her mouth more rapidly and urgently than before. "...Because ultimately, the people come first, yeah? There's lots of food in the dungeons, and materials for clothing and medicine! When we go out and find that stuff, it means everyone here gets to have dinner. I mean, you know that, obviously, but just don't forget!"
“Understood, thank you.”, spoke Renly. “Hey Olenna, what are you gonna eat? I don’t really know how you eat”, he said, a bit embarrassed.
“…Don’t worry.” Was all she said.
Teresa sways her leaf-adorned tail from side to side and taps her foot, momentarily distracted by her own thoughts, a wanting grin plastered across her face. When she snaps back to reality, she lifts her snout into the air and clears her throat. "N-not to sound standoffish, but what exactly do you do, anyway? What skills or talents do you have to offer the Guild? Everyone's good at something, I think."
“Oh yes, of course! My mother’s taught me all sorts of Explorer tips and strategies, and she also trained me in fighting basics, and more things that can come in handy” Renly said, proudly. “Olenna might not look like very good in combat, but she’s the perfect partner, and we’re gonna show you!” The Chimchar felt more confident the more he spoke. “For example, she can do-“
Even before they've finished properly answering, Teresa clicks her fingers and purses her lips, as if hearing that mythical zing yet again. "I can just feel it, you do what you do and do it with everything you've got. 'Cause in this guild, when a giver gives, then the giver gets... gotten... gets give-- eh, well you get what you give, or something. Whatever, it's written down on that big plaque in the hall. Just do your best and come see me if you need any help."
“Thank you so much! I promise we’ll be the best recruits this Guild’s ever had!” Renly stroke a victory pose, while Olenna stared intently at nothing in particular.
Sounding much more cheerful than when she'd first approached, she gives them a little wave and turns to immediately engage another group of recruits nearby, no doubt asking them similar questions. The life of a Guild Assistant must be a busy one.
“Come on Olenna, let’s get going! We’ve got a whole new life ahead of us, and it starts now!” Renly, holding Olenna, bolted out of the Explorer’s Guild with hopes and spirits high.
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