Rivenor

- Choose one to as many of your Tales of Tabira Pokémon as you have for the questions. Who you choose is up to you! - You must answer the questions as if you were those characters. - Have fun with it! 1. What's your name? :bulletyellow: My real name is Cuthbert but everyone calls me Scout! :bulletpurple: I am called; Rook. 2. Do you know why you were named that? :bulletyellow: I was told my Mom got the name from a book series she really liked. Something about cowboys? :bulletpurple: I am unsure why Madame Xeira choose this name, I never thought to ask. 3. If you could be any other Pokémon, what would you want to be? :bulletyello

Team Prim rose with the sun the next day, Davius especially could not contain his excitement for more than a few hours of sleep. It was a surprise to him he had slept at all, he is normally such an night owl. He put tea on the kettle and put it to a low heat, he knew they would be out here a while and he had little time to fuss over kettles. He swooped about the kitchen, gathering his ingredients for the afternoon's lesson and sorting them out for each table, making sure nothing but the best of the best made it out to the tables outside. Chura hoped over from the hallway, stretching her lean frame to shake off the last of the sleep from her b

The bright white daylight had turned to ochre and amber tones by the time Chura was making her way up Ravenmaw Hill. Her fingers were stained with blotches of ink, riddled in paper cuts and she ached a bit everywhere but it was the ache of a day well spent. As she crested the hill the smell of baked apples and cinnamon fluttered to her nostrils. The smell made her feel cozy and relaxed, like a rainy autumn day. She pulled open the oaken door of the domicile, the smell growing greater as she made her way through the living room clutter. Chura could hear someone whistling as well, a soft and wistful melody. She tracked the tune passed the kitch

The light was glaring as the small groups of Pokemon filed out from the earthen belly of the Lumpy Dogu, eyes squinting against the harsh light of the sun. The varied pairings spoke quietly among themselves as they split into smaller and smaller groups into town. One odd pair makes its way down the hill towards the outlying woodland north of the towering form of the Claydol building. A lean Croagunk follows as a rotund ghost floats through into the thicket ahead of her. He phases through some trees absentmindedly, heading in a straight line for their team headquarters at clearing in the woods. The amphibian trailing behind him bends down to

Team Title: Team Dreamstone Join Date: 22/08/2015 Reputation: --Keepers Rep: 00        Rank: --Trackers Rep: 00       Rank: --Scholars Rep: 02       Rank: --Artisans Rep: 00        Rank: Favor:  02 –––––––––– [Cuthbert] Species: Sudowoodo Type: Age: About 17 years old         Gender: Male Nickname: Scout (preferred name) Description:A very cheerful and naïve Sudowoodo youth that has a big heart and is quite shy, especially around his elders. He gets easily distracted and tends to get lost often. He doesn’t mind though, he is highly curious which often takes him