Episode #1: The Beginning

Kyria glances, following the group out of the now featureless dungeon, only to catch a glimpse of the not tribal cubone swinging a bone at the fennekin. "Oh no... This isn't good" Kyria thinks of all those who could have been injured or killed in the towns fall. "Okay we have a new mission, as soon as the cubone stops trying to kill us, we have to find whatever is destroying the town and get rid of it."
Kyria looks over at the cubone and moves towards it, it knows what's going on, she hopes so she approaches "what's going on?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Xander replies, either ignoring or not noticing Lewis' use of his true name. Given the assortment of scratches and other minor injuries he's accrued, he doesn't look fine, although to be fair he's no more injured than some of you. "Just after you left, a whole load of ferals came out of the Dungeon," he explains. "Rampaged through the festival. Made a mess of everything, but I don't think anyone was too hurt." He glances across to the unconscious Pokemon on the ground. "Well, anyone on our side, anyway. We just got done dealing with that and..."

He shrugs slightly. "I don't even know how to describe it. The Totem just...exploded. Ripped through Zoroark's shop and the inn. Did more damage than the ferals, probably."

"You were lucky you misssed it." He looks more properly at your assorted injuries, particularly the badly injured Joltik in Virgil's arms. "I...think."

Melanie stops and turns back to him - partly because that makes it sound like most of the Pokémon on the ground are ferals, and partly because she's trying to process the idea of a totem exploding. She's used to thinking of totems as something... well, permanent.

"Are these all ferals, then?" She nudges one gingerly and nods in response to Mawile's observation. "We should, but we need to get Joltik taken care of, first."

She starts wracking her brains for anything she knows that might help explain what happened here. Did she ever read about anything like this when she was at the Guild library?

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Kyria nods, sighing, she lets the eevee bring them to the cleric. She hopes the building is in one piece and expects the place to be very busy with the recent incident, but then she stops. "Is it really... a good idea to leave the dungeon entrance unguarded? What if more ferals come out and attack while we're off our guard. Two of us should stay back and keep an eye out for any stragglers, or at least find someone to keep watch." Kyria scratches the back of her head, her cheerful look gone now, her stance still rough and alert.

"I guess that explains what beat you lot up, if there were a whole load of ferals there too," Xander mutters. "I think it's mostly over now, though. And as to standing guard, that's what I'm doing here. Sorry about nearly clobbering you, by the way," he adds, rather belatedly, to Fennekin (who has taken the opportunity of the conversation to put a couple of the rest of you between her and Xander.)

As Lewis leads the assorted group further into the town, it becomes reasonably apparent that the general progression of the wounded Pokemon is heading towards the Guildhall. As they get closer, it turns out that the courtyard has been converted into a rather makeshift medical centre. Farfetch'd has apparently been conscripted into assisting with the medical side of things, while Professor Scrafty is standing in one corner. Exactly what the latter is doing isn't clear - a queue of conscious Pokemon holding unconscious ones has formed up, and he is peering through what looks like a small telescope at the unconscious ones.

One familiar face is in that queue, though; Undine is helping a Galvantula carry an unconscious Zigzagoon.

Kyria had stuck with the party, she looked at the long line of injured Pokemon and then away from everyone. It was quite clear to her that the eevee was nervous, what about she was unsure, Kyria pats him on his back reassuringly, being Kyria it wasn't exactly light, but it was surprisingly gentle. She would smile at the eevee trying to cheer him up. "It'll be fine, we'll figure this out and get through it!"

Melanie just walks behind the others quietly, not really sure what she can say at this point. She wonders what would have happened if they'd stayed in town and been able to help defend it... but then who would have been there when Joltik got injured to get her out? Simisear's group hadn't even known she was there. Or who would have pulled Chimchar out of that trap?

"I'd stay here and offer to help Scrafty, but I might do more harm than good," she murmurs, apparently in response to Virgil's worrying about the pace. "Most of what I know about healing I picked up incidentally, and there's not a lot of that."

Kyria sighs, losing her cheerful front as it might irritate the galvantula. "The dungeon wasn't nice to her to say the least, we saw simisear and his group go into the dungeon and before we could do anything she jumped ahead of us into it, so we gave chase. We just got out of it a few minutes ago, Virgil was the one who found her though when we got sperated." Kyria motions to the spoink, she herself is still really beaten up. "That's all I really know." She looks away disheartened.

Seeing the old spider rear up the way he did broke Lewis's heart. This was the Joltik's own fault. On an intellectual level he understood that, but emotionally, it was his. The Eevee didn't return the elder Galvantula's gaze. He did his best not to shrink to the size he felt he was, and his best became a bit better as his allies told the full story. He didn't look back up