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Stares at the princess expectantly....
“I don’t!“

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Stares at the princess expectantly....
“I don’t!“
A large tavern rested on the outskirts of town. It was about three stories tall, with a cobbles base, and a a traditional, old fashioned wooden frame above. There was loud music blaring from inside the tavern. It was a loud, up-tempo beat that bounced up and down in a jolly manner.
The inside of the Tavern was packed. People sat around circular tables with tankards of ale or beer in hand and talked loudly over the music. There was a thick layer of cigar smoke that wafted up in the rafters and the air smelt a mixture of smoke and freshly cooked meat.
At the far end of the Tavern stood a large stage. A band of minstrels lined the back of the stage and played their instruments and sung loudly loudly. These people were dressed in brightly colored clothing that were all decorated in gold accents that caught and reflected the torchlight brightly. There was a woman with long black hair standing in the center of the stage in a layered skirt and sung along to the music.
It was this sight that would greet Noel as he approached. There was a girl sitting outside the tavern... though it was impossible to make out her features in the darkness. She had a silk shawl draped around her head and face, and had a Purrloin draped across her shoulders.
She was quick to her feet and held the door open to Noel with a playful wink. The warm air inside the tavern immediately flooded out into the cool night air - feeling inviting and welcoming.
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The Beast in the Mine
Not too long ago, Lady Angela had asked Tatsu to investigate the Galar Mine, that rested outside of Turffield.
The mine was the main source of income for the town, but ever since a strange Pokemon started rampaging within the mine, the Miners were unable to work, and thus, the town was starting to suffer.
Angela herself could not venture down to the mine for her own safety, but she sent Tatsu down with one of her Guards to meet with the Miners that awaited in a small Miners Outlet near the Mines. To get there, she lent both Tatsu and the Guard a pair of Mudsdale to quickly reach the Outlet from the town.
The road between Turffield and the Outlet was primarily farmland. It meant a swift ride through acres of wheat fields before they reached what looked like a small encampment of tents and rickety wooden structures.
The people that awaited them were all large, burly men - stereotypical miners. They greeted the guests without words, as the Guard dismounted from his steed.
“I am Sir Wilkens of Turffield, and this is Sir Conley of Motostoke.“ The Guard announced, as the Miners started to close in, in a curious circle, around them. “Sir Conley has arrived from the Capitol, and was sent by Lady Turffield to inspect the mines.“ “Inspect?“ A large, growly voice erupted from somewhere deep in the crowd, and the men around them moved aside to reveal a giant of a man.
The man was easily two feet or more, taller than the Guard, and was all muscles and scars. Given the way the other men stepped aside for him, it was clear that he was the one in charge. He pursed his lips under a large, thick mustache, and reached up to stroke his soot-filled beard as he inspected Tatsu.
“This guy was sent from the Capitol?“ He let out a large belly laugh, and leaned down until he was almost level with Tatsu. Before he could say anything, the Guard spoke up, “Yes. Lady Turffield believes that Sir Conley can help.”
The large man straightened up, and folded his arms, “Well, we here know better than to judge a man by his cover.” He turned around and waved Tatsu after him, “Ya really here to help us with our pest-problem?”
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@hygefrymm asked for an M!A starter from Kida!
“I suppose you have some questions...“
Arrival
Sora slowed to a stop in front of a large Rayquaza statue that stood proudly before a large, modern, geometric-styled building. She sucked in a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, shifted the weight of her bag on her shoulders, and started around it, and towards the large, sliding glass doors leading into the front lobby.
She felt the heated air hit her in the face as she walked through, and she paused for a moment to take a look around. The inside of the building was modern and welcoming, and almost overwhelming in size.
Nervously, her eyes locked on the front desk, and she walked over towards it.
“Um... hello? I am sorry to interrupt... but I am supposed to meet with Mr. Conley. Is he in?“
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An Odd Proposition
Kida sat in her Father’s throne room with a far-away expression on her face. Her Father and all his men were up in the War Room, and no matter how bad she had begged to join them he just wouldn’t accept. Some nonsense about ‘a War Room is no place for little girls’. She wished she could counter that she was actually an adult, but he’d believe that as much as he’d believe that Bryce was going to eventually betray hm.
She sighed and looked up at the Shield of Galar that was hung and displayed proudly above the King’s Throne. If she was stronger she could force her point or even go after Bryce herself... but she couldn’t even lift a weapon, let alone use it - and it would take years to master and even then, Bryce was already so much more practiced and advanced than her and was still learning more everyday. No - physical strength or swordplay wouldn’t win her this fight... but then, what would?
The sound of the door opening on the far end of the Throne Room snapped Kida out of her thoughts and she straightened up in her seat. She immediately relaxed though when she saw who entered -
“Oh, it’s you.” Kida sighed - but then she suddenly tensed up. It was Noel - someone she hadn’t seen yet since coming back in the past. Putting on the old familiar mask she added, “Where have you been hiding?”
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@hygefrymm requested a starter
Kida had been sitting in her office and leaning over her studies with a bored expression. Normally she loved reading about history... but this book was about military history and that did not align with her interests at all. She knew it was important to learn, but she was not at all interested in reading about it right now.
So, when someone came in and announced that ‘Sir Conley wished to see her’, she was relieved at the break and sat straight up in her seat once more and told the Guard to admit him. The Guard bowed, and quickly ducked out to fetch Noel.
“You wished to see me?“ Kida asked after he had entered.
“My Queen, we have a problem.“
Harold Brooke, their Minister of Defense’s voice cut through the silence that had enveloped the room, and both Mother and Daughter broke their attention from each other and turned towards the door. There was a serious look on his face... which wasn’t all too abnormal for the Minister, but something about his tone caught both of their attentions.
Both Kida and the Empress rose to their feet and stared, and for a moment the Minister just looked at both of them. Kida feared she had a strange look on her face and struggled to keep a neutral mask. The two had just gotten in an argument, and then the Empress told Kida a story that she was barely trying to register when the Minister entered.