DeathByGnome

Excitement. Apprehension. Fear. Those emotions were saturating the air about the crowd of Pokemon gathered in front of the outpost guarding the entrance to the dungeon. They were becoming more and more pronounced the longer the Pokemon to which they belonged listened to the briefing given to them by a Charmander garbed in ghost-themed apparel. The lizard exuded a calm and authoritative sort of charisma, evident from the very moment he stepped onto the stage and shushed his audience effortlessly: the fact that his reputation preceded him aided this cause somewhat. “Dungeons have a tendency to mess with your head. That’s part and

An orange hue crept over the city as the sun began its descent. Most of the fleshcap and meatroot stalls had already been dismantled, the volunteers having distributed all the packages provided by the Explorers Guild. A few food stands were still erected, including the one to which Lapis was assigned; however, it was not going to remain that way for very long. “I can stay and help you clear everything up,” Sean offered, slipping his package of meatroot into his sling bag. “I’m sure Big Sis won’t mind if I stay out a bit late to help a friend out.” “No, it’s okay.” Lapis smiled faintly at