Fuki follows Xipil, moving beside the charmander.
"Ugh, gross. Let's get this murky vagrant out of our path." With a puff of the cheaks, Shulla lets loose an ember.
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Team North encounters a snaking path that opens up into two wide areas at once. One was directly in front of them, and the other was to the left, but the north seemed to be a small lake and the east seemed to be a clearing where something wild had chopped all the trees down.
There came a cry from the lakeside and another from the clearing.
One Cubone was swinging a small bone at the trees, while the other was watching its reflection in the lake. But both turned to look at Team North. One was getting pumped up by making a bunch of threatening postures and power stances, while the other by the lake was moving much faster, drawing his bone along the ground as he waddled towards the group.
"I didn't expect to see Cubone hear." Xipil mutters as he turns around to go tell the others what he'd seen.
The farfetch'd sees the Litwick being attacked, and quickly advances at the Grimer.
Mokhir blinked twice to assure himself that his eyes were not deceiving him. The Grimer appeared to be hostile; this was a great opportunity for him! However, upon seeing his ally in trouble, Mokhir's rationality and excitement were overshadowed by a surge of anger; "Wrong move,", he growled, lunging viciously at the Grimer.
"Oh my glob, that grimer tried to touch me. How dreadful! I mean, there are inside pokemon, and there are outside pokemon, but then there's just literal trubbish."
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The Grimer wiggles about, its just waking-up defenses pretty stellar, but still, the other Pokemon's attacks got through. There was a lot of slime, not collected as it should be! It opened its mouth and expelled a cloud of poison at Mokhir. After that, it pooled itself into the corner, refusing to budge.
1 for Shulla, 2 Mokhir, 3 Howar'd
Grimer, 3/10 HP.
-1 HP to Mokhir on his turn. Mokhir has been poisoned!
N1 the ditto gagged back a surprised shriek as zie almost tripped over the pool of mud. The muffled noise quickly back peddled into zir small body in the form of small ripples that gradually darkened zir skin into a deep purple. And then there were two grimers.
Bubbling and gurgling on its turn, N1 the grimer, uncertain as to what was exactly going on, rushed forward to embrace its new friend enthusiastically.
However, the other grimer, confused as to what this new grimer was doing, side stepped to avoid the glomp.
"Incoming hostiles. Species: Cubone." Van announces as it turns to face the clearing.
"Guess they got a bone to pick with us." Xipil chuckles as he get ready.
Mokhir coughed violently as he staggered out of the Grimer's fumes. Once he resolved himself, the Cyndaquil once more leapt at his opponent, trying to ignore the weakness he now felt coursing through his body. After all, this was bravery's cost.
Shulla isn't actually still battling. Blue flames issue forth from the litwick's lit wick, but it's more of a disgruntled harrumph than an actual attack.
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Round 3 for Team East. Mokhir takes 1 point of damage from poison.
Grimer moves to slapped at the other grimer coming at him. Of course, the grimer seemed to be very protective of himself and only let himself be exposed a little. N1 couldn't even feel the weak slap and it looked like two Grimers slapping each.
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Team North wins initiative, just because. Some of them rolled d20's and the cubones can't get above 10 with their lesser die. Shameful display.
Round 1.
The two cubones went to assault the others, their heads lowering for their first attack, after the others attack of course. My sweet gods above, those cubone skulls are thick and dangerous. One doesn't seem to hesitant to rush in, while the other reeled back and slammed forward into someone. The first was after Blake, while the other went for Xipil.
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Fuki jumps at the cubone attacking Blade. He doesn't hold back and releases his fires at the attacker, but they don't seem to do any damage.
Van launches its metallic body at one of the cubone as they approach.
Shulla gets back into the fight with a well-aimed stream of fire.
Although weakened by his affliction, Mokhir fights on, throwing himself at his enemy.
Determined that it would get hugs, N1 the grimer continues to throw itself at is doppleganger. This time it find hold and begins fiercely hugging its new friend, the two semi-amorphous blobs almost joining into one large pile of muck .
Xipil saw the bone club at him and tried to counter-attack with a Scratch attack.