An hour later, Sa'Rhan sees a piranha with glowing blue eyes carrying the unconscious Tideus to the largest pyramid's doorstep. Saleem slithers behind the fish, his yellow tail shining in the sunlight. Saleem: "I have the poketurtle, as we arranged."
-serpentine servants opened the large stone doors and see the fainted Carracosta-Blastiose hybrid pokemon, and grin, they both looked like Hypnobrai-
“Thank you, dear Cccccitizzzzen... your buisssssnesssss is appreccccciated...” -they hissed, grinning...-
-they carry the heavy water-poketurtle into the pyramid, and soon the Seviper Sa’Rhan, the Queens handmaiden, bows respecfully to Saleem-
Sa’Rahn: “Thank you, dear... I appreciate your sssservicesss... Kyuru Koldheart would be proud to have the ssssson of the Carracosta that was onccccce owned by her long lost massssster...” -she grins, her blood-red fangs gleeming in the harsh desert sun she was used to.-
-suddenly, the Queen of Snakes, Queen Cobra Sa’Qhala Slith’raa (her full title) slithers hastily and pushes past her hand-maiden and eyes Saleem with suspicion-
Sa’Qhala: “What makesssss you eligible to be a military commander of all Sssserpent kind?!” -she said, intensifying her green-eyed gaze into his...- “...my handmaiden sssssees potentials in you, but i dont... but i’ll accept you, if you prove yourssssself in a deadly trial, and then you’ll get your appointed... -grumble, grumble- posssssitionsssss...”
Sa’Rahn: “Madame Sa’Qhala... pardon me for this ludicrous idea but... Saleem would be King and a military leader... he would be your husband if he wants to, miss Slith’raa... its rule we made many centuries ago so we could have an heir to the serpentine throne.” -she awkwardly includes, which the Queen gently blushes and cross her arms, looking rashly at her handmaiden-
Sa’Qhala: “I’ve ran thisssss tribe for cccccenturiesssss all without a male’ssss influenccccce! I can run thisssss tribe all by mysssself! Alssssso, im married to the Flygon King, and he keeps to himself and to hissss tribe! He tellssss me sssso, and vicccce versssa!!” -she hisses rashly to Sa’Rahn, looking back to Saleem seriously, getting up in his face about it-
Sa’Qhala: “You heard me... im not yourssss to love! But no matter how much i fight and reject that silly rule, the sssssandstone council holds it up sssstil! Keep your high military status to yourself and find another woman to love!” -she huffs before slithering angrilly away-
Saleem scoffs, taps the bottom of his staff on the ground, and turns around, slithering deeper into the pyramid. Saleem: "I told you, I am not interesssted in the high military position, at leasst not for now. However, I ssshall certainly think about it. But now to claim my end of this bargain. Come, Pirex." Saleem flicks his rattle, and the mind controlled piranha lumbers over, following Saleem into the Archives. Once down in the lower levels underneath the pyramid, Saleem stays in the magic and science historical archives for a long time, doing lots of research. Saleem: "Yess, yesss! It all makes sssense now! The Great Earthquakes, the origin of the chi, the dimensional portals, everything!" Snake: "Sssir, you mussst be mistaken. That history book is in the Completely Ridiculous section, meaning it isn't a true account, merely a mythical rebelling." Saleem turns to the librarian snake with a wicked, toothy grin: "Perhapsss...but you shouldn't be ssso sure. There are sssometimes truths disguised as lies."
batonmaster500 -Insert a couple guards dealing with that ? Block as they hit it and it spits out a scrolled message (ahem, you make it. )-
IC: *A good-sized tape player comes out on top of the block. A tape in it starts playing.* "Good Day, from the theme you have probably guessed where this is from. You have comitted terrorist actions against the Guild. You sent a messenger, but he has failed to provide even an excuse as to why you have done this. We demand that all command and troops that were involved with this action, if not already smashed, be either turned over to the Guild, or that they be publicly smashed. If these requirements are not fulfilled, then you are officially in a state of war with said Guild. This is all." *The polite gentlemanly voice of Brian ends, and a computerized voice much like Siri kicks in.* "This message will explode in 3...2..."
batonmaster500 -Insert a couple guards dealing with that ? Block as they hit it and it spits out a scrolled message (ahem, you make it. )-
IC: *A good-sized tape player comes out on top of the block. A tape in it starts playing.* "Good Day, from the theme you have probably guessed where this is from. You have comitted terrorist actions against the Guild. You sent a messenger, but he has failed to provide even an excuse as to why you have done this. We demand that all command and troops that were involved with this action, if not already smashed, be either turned over to the Guild, or that they be publicly smashed. If these requirements are not fulfilled, then you are officially in a state of war with said Guild. This is all." *The polite gentlemanly voice of Brian ends, and a computerized voice much like Siri kicks in.* "This message will explode in 3...2..."
-the two Flygon Guards duck into the sand, protecting themselves from the explosion. After said explosion, They both pop their heads out of the sand look at eachother...-
Flygon Guard A: “Hadha alrajul yartadi alziya alrasmiu , aldhyn qutiluu fi tilk algharat qutiluu fi zuruf ghyr maerufatan!” (Translation: That man is uniformed, those involved in that raid were killed off by unknown circumstances!)
Flygon Guard B: “Hadha bial'iidafat 'iilaa haqiqat 'ana algharat lm takun min qibal 'ayi eskryin milkiin...” (Translation: That and coupled with the fact that raid wasn't by any royal military servicemen...)
Flygon Guard A: “Yjb 'an yakun hdha yushae "friq alramali" thuma...” (Translation: Must be that rumored “Team Sandstone” then...)
Flygon Guard B: “Yjb 'an nablugh ean hadha alhadath algharib wahadha "alfriq" 'iilaa Easifat Alsahra' ya rb!” (Translation: We must report this strange occurrence and this “team” to the Desert Storm Lord!)
Flygon Guard A: “Right...” -he nods to his compadre and both dig themselves out of the sand and head back into the desert city, moving to the Flygon Citadel to tell their king... little did they know, he ran off after the test of the Drakonida...-
-serpentine servants opened the large stone doors and see the fainted Carracosta-Blastiose hybrid pokemon, and grin, they both looked like Hypnobrai-
“Thank you, dear Cccccitizzzzen... your buisssssnesssss is appreccccciated...” -they hissed, grinning...-
-they carry the heavy water-poketurtle into the pyramid, and soon the Seviper Sa’Rhan, the Queens handmaiden, bows respecfully to Saleem-
Sa’Rahn: “Thank you, dear... I appreciate your sssservicesss... Kyuru Koldheart would be proud to have the ssssson of the Carracosta that was onccccce owned by her long lost massssster...” -she grins, her blood-red fangs gleeming in the harsh desert sun she was used to.-
-suddenly, the Queen of Snakes, Queen Cobra Sa’Qhala Slith’raa (her full title) slithers hastily and pushes past her hand-maiden and eyes Saleem with suspicion-
Sa’Qhala: “What makesssss you eligible to be a military commander of all Sssserpent kind?!” -she said, intensifying her green-eyed gaze into his...- “...my handmaiden sssssees potentials in you, but i dont... but i’ll accept you, if you prove yourssssself in a deadly trial, and then you’ll get your appointed... -grumble, grumble- posssssitionsssss...”
Sa’Rahn: “Madame Sa’Qhala... pardon me for this ludicrous idea but... Saleem would be King and a military leader... he would be your husband if he wants to, miss Slith’raa... its rule we made many centuries ago so we could have an heir to the serpentine throne.” -she awkwardly includes, which the Queen gently blushes and cross her arms, looking rashly at her handmaiden-
Sa’Qhala: “I’ve ran thisssss tribe for cccccenturiesssss all without a male’ssss influenccccce! I can run thisssss tribe all by mysssself! Alssssso, im married to the Flygon King, and he keeps to himself and to hissss tribe! He tellssss me sssso, and vicccce versssa!!” -she hisses rashly to Sa’Rahn, looking back to Saleem seriously, getting up in his face about it-
Sa’Qhala: “You heard me... im not yourssss to love! But no matter how much i fight and reject that silly rule, the sssssandstone council holds it up sssstil! Keep your high military status to yourself and find another woman to love!” -she huffs before slithering angrilly away-
Saleem scoffs, taps the bottom of his staff on the ground, and turns around, slithering deeper into the pyramid. Saleem: "I told you, I am not interesssted in the high military position, at leasst not for now. However, I ssshall certainly think about it. But now to claim my end of this bargain. Come, Pirex." Saleem flicks his rattle, and the mind controlled piranha lumbers over, following Saleem into the Archives. Once down in the lower levels underneath the pyramid, Saleem stays in the magic and science historical archives for a long time, doing lots of research. Saleem: "Yess, yesss! It all makes sssense now! The Great Earthquakes, the origin of the chi, the dimensional portals, everything!" Snake: "Sssir, you mussst be mistaken. That history book is in the Completely Ridiculous section, meaning it isn't a true account, merely a mythical rebelling." Saleem turns to the librarian snake with a wicked, toothy grin: "Perhapsss...but you shouldn't be ssso sure. There are sssometimes truths disguised as lies."
-two snakes that looked suspiciously alot like General Fangtom and General Skalidor (they are but pretend they arent, Chima is one of the 16 realms of ninjago and thus considered canonical so i can have ninjago serpentine characters in chima ) look at Saleem from a distance, wondering what he was up to...-
“Truths, Ideals... Lies... what is this serpentine up to?” -the one with the two heads said to himself...-
IC: *A good-sized tape player comes out on top of the block. A tape in it starts playing.* "Good Day, from the theme you have probably guessed where this is from. You have comitted terrorist actions against the Guild. You sent a messenger, but he has failed to provide even an excuse as to why you have done this. We demand that all command and troops that were involved with this action, if not already smashed, be either turned over to the Guild, or that they be publicly smashed. If these requirements are not fulfilled, then you are officially in a state of war with said Guild. This is all." *The polite gentlemanly voice of Brian ends, and a computerized voice much like Siri kicks in.* "This message will explode in 3...2..."
-the two Flygon Guards duck into the sand, protecting themselves from the explosion. After said explosion, They both pop their heads out of the sand look at eachother...-
Flygon Guard A: “Hadha alrajul yartadi alziya alrasmiu , aldhyn qutiluu fi tilk algharat qutiluu fi zuruf ghyr maerufatan!” (Translation: That man is uniformed, those involved in that raid were killed off by unknown circumstances!)
Flygon Guard B: “Hadha bial'iidafat 'iilaa haqiqat 'ana algharat lm takun min qibal 'ayi eskryin milkiin...” (Translation: That and coupled with the fact that raid wasn't by any royal military servicemen...)
Flygon Guard A: “Yjb 'an yakun hdha yushae "friq alramali" thuma...” (Translation: Must be that rumored “Team Sandstone” then...)
Flygon Guard B: “Yjb 'an nablugh ean hadha alhadath algharib wahadha "alfriq" 'iilaa Easifat Alsahra' ya rb!” (Translation: We must report this strange occurrence and this “team” to the Desert Storm Lord!)
Flygon Guard A: “Right...” -he nods to his compadre and both dig themselves out of the sand and head back into the desert city, moving to the Flygon Citadel to tell their king... little did they know, he ran off after the test of the Drakonida...-
OOC: Question, what does the first flygon guard mean by "That man is uniformed" ? Also, what mysterious circumstances happened?
-the two Flygon Guards duck into the sand, protecting themselves from the explosion. After said explosion, They both pop their heads out of the sand look at eachother...-
Flygon Guard A: “Hadha alrajul yartadi alziya alrasmiu , aldhyn qutiluu fi tilk algharat qutiluu fi zuruf ghyr maerufatan!” (Translation: That man is uniformed, those involved in that raid were killed off by unknown circumstances!)
Flygon Guard B: “Hadha bial'iidafat 'iilaa haqiqat 'ana algharat lm takun min qibal 'ayi eskryin milkiin...” (Translation: That and coupled with the fact that raid wasn't by any royal military servicemen...)
Flygon Guard A: “Yjb 'an yakun hdha yushae "friq alramali" thuma...” (Translation: Must be that rumored “Team Sandstone” then...)
Flygon Guard B: “Yjb 'an nablugh ean hadha alhadath algharib wahadha "alfriq" 'iilaa Easifat Alsahra' ya rb!” (Translation: We must report this strange occurrence and this “team” to the Desert Storm Lord!)
Flygon Guard A: “Right...” -he nods to his compadre and both dig themselves out of the sand and head back into the desert city, moving to the Flygon Citadel to tell their king... little did they know, he ran off after the test of the Drakonida...-
OOC: Question, what does the first flygon guard mean by "That man is uniformed" ? Also, what mysterious circumstances happened?
(OOC: Uninformed, not Uniformed. Viokun is telling the truth, the first attacks on your guild were not royal Flygon, Snake and Pygmy Owl Militarys. And mysterious circumstances...? Maybe they were just unforeseen consequences... )
-That Flygon King ran off when the Drakonida was fired... i did the right thing after all. He’ll have no recollection of him being the king of all Flygons, his memory will be replaced with the one he had before he evolved from chi...-
-Queen Kyuru has my blessing... he will join the Trainer’s Sages once again, and he’ll be the Flygarra his trainer has known him to be...-
-...now if i could only do the same to his entire tribe...-
OOC: Question, what does the first flygon guard mean by "That man is uniformed" ? Also, what mysterious circumstances happened?
(OOC: Uninformed, not Uniformed. Viokun is telling the truth, the first attacks on your guild were not royal Flygon, Snake and Pygmy Owl Militarys. And mysterious circumstances...? Maybe they were just unforeseen consequences... )
OOC: Thanks, that makes more sense. Tell me what the circumstances were!!!
Natural Moveset: Searing Shot, Flame Charge, Zen Headbutt, and Dazzling Gleam
Weapon(s) of choice: A Piranha Gun (that shoots unevolved Piranha)
A Squid Luancher (that fires unevolved squids to use as rappling hooks)
a typical S.Leopard-branded Freeze Ray.
Apperance: pretend his clothing is the same clothes that Vector from Despicable Me. He’s supposed to be short, and lightweight and cute. Big blue eyes and large triangular ears, taking on a very bunny/rabbit look to him, basically like the Pokemon he is. He has big black glasses akin to his trainer and long brown hair on his head.
Personality: Stuck up and snooty, Vector was a spoiled pokemon who always got everything that he wanted, mostly from Queen Kyuru. Vector is highly intelligent, but also cocky and has an extreme side of arrogance, as evidenced when he boasts to Kyuru Koldheart about some of his bizarre inventions, like a Squid Launcher or a Piranha Gun. (That fires actual Un-evolved piranhas. ) Vector can also be childish, shown by his liking for cookies, shiny things, toys and his trainer.
Bio: Being the “mascot pokemon” of his former trainer’s team, he was always loved and cared for, most often appearing in battles alongside his trainer’s Primarina and Serperior. He was first found by his trainer under his Trailer, sleeping, oblivious to any danger, but as his Trainer saved him from being mauled by a Zigzagoon and a Rattata and promptly used him in a battle against them. Proving his “lucky charm” (his “Victory Star” ability) to him, which soonly removed his trainer’s fear of Certain Pokemon, and gave him more trust in himself. Victor was with him for a few years before that fateful encounter with Palkia. He remained his cheerful self and happy self until Kyuru managed to unite the six Pokemon on her Trainer’s team to found Kastle Koldheart. Which the feeling of royalty and chivalry slowly turned him to what he is today, as a Trainer’s Sage.
Weapon(s) of choice: A typical flame-thrower when he is in his “Balie Style”, an lighting rod staff when he is in his “Pom Pom” form, a Spirit Staff when he is in his “Sensu Style”, and a telekinetic lance when he is in his “Pa’u Style”. These weapons are the same weapon, that uses the nectars from the flowers he drinks to change his form.
Apperance: His physical Apperance can take on many different form, four forms to be exact being that thanks to certain alolan flowers that can change his form thanks to their nectars inside. But he is mostly in his “Balie style” just because his trainer loved his flamenco-dancing routines he did for his amusement whenever he felt down on himself. The Wings of the Oricorio moved to his back as he developed arms during the Chi evolution process, and they are the most unique wings of all of chima.
Clothing apperance: His clothing has a flamenco-dancer-feel to them, but he occasionally wears this bronze armor chest-plate that fits his slender elegant body nicely. The dress he usually wears features his red and black body colors, the shoes he wears comfort his talons nicely, as they are akin to roman leg-wear. The holes where his wings would go are lined with gold fabrics, the arms on the dress are long and draped out, and the dress-pants are silver in the kneecaps and are of a typical denim fabric.
Bio: Once cuaght on the Illis Region Route I-5, Sir Arano was trained by his trainer to be the flamboyant flyboy he is, being able to lay havoc to many ground and bug-types (expecially Guzma’s poor Golisopod that had many a swordsdance copied, followed by a swift Aerial Ace that put the gargantuar bug into its place). Sir Arano is sometimes poetic in his battles, mesmerizing his opponent’s into a lulled-sense of security, catching them off guard for a cheap strike. Although he wasnt the flying pack llama, he has been revered for brave-natured boldness and with a courage that shows true heroism. He has been with his trainer ever since, before that fated encounter with Palkia, much alongside his fellow team-mates.
Now under the influence of chi and Queen Kyuru in Kastle Koldheart, Sir Arano is one of the Trainer’s Sages, tasked with returning to their trainer, after all these centuries in chima. He is a high-noble and is proficient in multiple-typed weapons, mostly flame and electric. He has a collection of all the nectars of the four colored flowers of Alola, and keeps seeds of those flowers so he would have his ability to transform into his other three forms. He is prideful, but very stubborn and easily deceived.
(OOC: Uninformed, not Uniformed. Viokun is telling the truth, the first attacks on your guild were not royal Flygon, Snake and Pygmy Owl Militarys. And mysterious circumstances...? Maybe they were just unforeseen consequences... )
OOC: Thanks, that makes more sense. Tell me what the circumstances were!!!
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) look at Saleem from a distance, wondering what he was up to...-
