#batol

[prismaticmew]

Lots of art... all of the current Royal Knights of Lacroa, they’re Pokemon gijinkas. This was the art behind a birthday gift I made for my girlfriend, @anaislingmemory

Characters/Pokemon as follows:

Batol (Rhyperior) & Kikka (Jirachi)

Rock (Terrakion), Bee (Beheeyem), & Styler (Rotom)

Zero (alt. shiny Shaymin) & Baku (Victini)

Ama (Tsareena) & Zohra (shiny Breloom)

Nataku (Garchomp) & Aurora (Vaporeon)

Princess Rele (Diancie) & Deed (shiny Bisharp) & Roto (baby Magearna)

Anchor (Aegislash) and... well, the memory of his deceased Weavile wife

[cometgang]

Height/Silhouette chart for the royal Lacroan knights at this time. Left to right: Rock, Nataku, Batol, Deed, Zero, and Anchor. This was a fun challenge at least, and really helps me practice different body types.

[askwartortle]

Batol: Keh-heh hoo, horf.... By goodness, that is the most I’ve crawled in over a hundred years! I’ll be a buff puppy in no time! Ahh... How many weeks has it been since the boy left...? Perhaps it’s time for a phone call.

Batol: Let’s see, what was the pattern again...?

???: Master is calling...?

Batol: Hello? Hello, yes, I’m looking for the apple of my eye?

???: Very funny, master. State your reason for contacting me. I know you don’t typically send beacons willy-nilly like this.

Batol: Ah, phoey! I can’t call my apprentice because I miss her anymore? I guess I’ll have to hang up now, because I must only have DIRE NEWS. Keh-heh hoo! My dear girl, do you remember the boy?

???: The boy from my prophecy?

Batol: Why, come to think of it, yes! That boy indeedy! You used to sing all day and night about his coming, that song was practically ingrained in my head. How did it go again? Ahem-hem--

???: Excuse me! What about him, master?

Batol: Oh! Oh, yes. He’s real. And I’ll be sending him your way shortly.

???: Master...? Are... Are you certain it’s him?

Batol: He’s a chubby little Wartortle--by Arceus is that one fat-- and his name is Rory Avalon, the Raindancer boy who was stolen out from under the Bahamut’s nose. I need you to take him to the sea and call Lady Aria for him.

???: But I haven’t summoned Lady Aria in years...

Batol: True, true, you are correct... But! We have to send him back to Water Village, after all, and I don’t think you want to swim all the way there yourself!  His friend wants to return to her home up in the mountains, to join some hobo trainer I believe, but that would surely kill him.

???: But sending him to the kingdom that’s desperately searching for him is safe?

Batol: Nothing gets past you, my dear! Keh-heh-hoo! It most certainly is another suicide mission, for sure. A fight to the death, however, he’s more likely to win. I’ll send the boys down with him, it will be like a happy family reunion!

???: Are you sure that’s wise? You know how Aramis can be.

Batol: Keh! The kids still can’t be that angry! It was eons ago... Quite literally! Anyway, tell them daddy says hello!

???: They’re out at the moment.

Batol: Tell them daddy says hello!

???: Master they’re--

Batol: Tell them da--

???: Daddy says hello. I promise you the message will be delivered.

Batol: Keh-heh-hoo! I can’t believe you were under my wing for so many years and you never learned my sense of humor! Ahh, this was a great call. Thank you for your time, my dear. Goodbye!

[askwartortle]

Batol: I suppose I should make my way back to the swamplands. Don’t want to overstay my welcome, keh-heh...

Batol: Hmm, which way was it again?

[askwartortle]

Batol: That’s an absolutely ridiculous assumption! Me, feeling unwell, keh-heh-hoo! I’m no spring Combusken, but I dare say this is the best I’ve felt in millennia!  Who cares about my nasty cracked gem, I have a student who would be more than willing to fix it for me! Why, if I could stretch out my hind legs, I’d be in paradise~ It will take some getting used to, but feels good to be back in these old bones, if only for a little while.

Batol: Oooh--Clarke, you have thumbs, could you do me a favor and rub my ears? I’m afraid I haven’t got a leg to stand on--much less scratch them with! Kee-hee-hah-HAAH!! I still got it!

[askwartortle]

Batol: Oh child... If five years is old to you, then my age would be incomprehensible to you.

[askwartortle]

Batol: Princess-- why, you always seem to catch me when I can’t bow! I’m starting to think this is deliberate, your highness... Keh-heh, if only you had been born a few centuries ago, I could’ve kissed your hooves... With a little help from my daily Poliwag washes, and the energy flowing within this stump, these wounds will seal shortly. I may be old, but I’m resiliant! As for my gem.... That cannot heal. I can still use it, but it would be... unwise.