Her little missionary held out their offering to Cubone and all hopes were with her. The lonely Pokemon seemed amazed at the little card, a picture of one of its kind drawn by an artist. Its eyes danced with sparkle as it held the foreign object and the group held their collective breaths hoping it would be enough for trade. Cubone put down its new card and pointed to the tablet as Eve looked as equally overjoyed. Thanking the ground type graciously hugging it tightly to show her appreciation she then picked up the piece of stone that was nearly as big as her and toddled back over to her mother. Stacey scooped up Eve and Impish, who happened to have snuck in for the show love, and grasped them tight.
“You were both wonderful today, well done,” she said unable to hide the exhaustion in her voice but her smile was so bright, you wouldn’t have noticed otherwise. Spinning around her dress billowing out into an elegant fan she placed the now slightly dizzy duo down looking up to see the happy faces of her group. Taking the tablet from Eve she read the inscription,
"One who can carry the burden of others as its own, but remains at mercy of the wind."
Eyebrows furrowing as she thought over what it could be possibly hinting too she was interrupted by Knoll who had approached her stealthily, she hadn’t even realised he was that close. He suggested setting up camp and the relief on Stacey’s face was evident for everyone to see. Nodding her approval to the suggestion she called out to her troop of Pokemon and all made their way downstairs and outside.
The camp had not taken so long to set up this time with the extra ‘man’ power and soon Stacey found herself sat in front of a crackling camp fire, hands outstretched to let the warmth ascend her arm and reaching her core. Eve was snuggled on her lap already asleep the blanket shielding her from the heat of the fire, although Stacey may enjoy it on such a night like this it would be torture to an Ice type like Snorunt. Knoll had quickly retired to bed, he looked as tired as she was so was not surprised by this decision. Looking over head she saw Missy and Wilfred float over to a secluded area deep in conversation, they were getting on so well, Stacey wondered how hurt Missy would be when the group finally parted … if they did. Stacey felt her whole body warm at this thought and a flush of pink reached her cheeks. A soft smile reached her lips and she rubbed her hands up her arms. She was getting to like Knoll very much, she didn’t know what this meant, and she had let her guard down too many times and paid for them all. Knoll seemed different though, kind hearted, thoughtful and caring, but there were some things he was hiding, she could sense that. But every person had secrets; Stacey had more than her fair share herself.
Focusing back on the others around her she saw that Lucius was engaged in a Pokemon Trading Card Game with Shuppet, she had let them use the card she had with her and both seemed to be enjoying themselves. The Shuppet seemed to get a look in her eyes that Stacey got when she thought of Knoll, perhaps it was female and it had a little thing for Lucius. Stacey thought it was cute and soon her attention was drawn to Impish. He was standing very close to her guarding her from an enemy that didn’t exist, or at least she hoped. He kept flinging dark glances at Knolls tent and she wondered if he was just jealous of the attention the writer was receiving from the young woman, attention that would normally be given to him or if there was something hidden he could sense that she could not. It was said that Pokemon had better senses than humans … Stacey placed his concerns in the back of her mind where she could go back to them if necessary for now she they weren’t founded.
Groaning as she felt the stiffness in her muscles grip her, Stacey rolled her shoulders massaging them with her hands, there had been too much running up and down stairs for her liking. She wasn’t unfit but she knew when too much was too much. Sighing she looked down to the tablets she had gathered, she was not sure how they all fit together right now but she hoped it would all come together soon. Picking up the piece relating to Arctosia she re-read through the passage before idly turning over in her hands. She was shocked to find another passage written on the back, how had she missed this before!
"It is difficult to identify accounts and sightings explicitly depicting Arctosia, since the Goddess of Mystery never leaves behind an indisputably definite pattern; the only factor identifying her traces is, in fact and irony, the lack of distinct unified characteristics of Rebusian phenomena. The currently, most widely accepted hypothesis is that Arctosia can either assume a multitude of forms, utilising a vast variety of powers, or simply has a delegation of numerous avatars and minor deities to do her bidding. Perhaps it is this that further lends to her mysterious modus operandi of neither swaying towards the extremes of blessings or destruction."
That was interesting, so the scholars believed this Goddess could take other forms and roam amongst the humans and Pokemon undetected or eve that she had ‘Avatars’ beings that worked for her, minor Gods and possibly humans, Pokemon?? The scholars had dedicated a lot of their lives into delving into the mysteries of these Gods and Stacey had wondered why it was this particular one she had stumbled upon the entries for. Her mind whirred with thoughts and soon another headache came along. Putting down the tablet she found herself looking at Imish then where his gaze lay with Knoll’s tent. A thought entered her mind and she quickly dismissed it as nonsense but it just wouldn’t go away, she felt the niggle of suspicion come back, just as it had when she had first arrived.
Stacey placed three of the tablets she had recently found next to each other and read over the single lines of text. She wondered if the texts hinted to a Pokemon, or possibly 3 Pokemon.
"One possessing terrible power, with but a thin line separating it from self-destruction." She wondered I this could be referring to a Pokemon with the ability to explode or destroy itself.
"One whose voice brings misery to many, yet sometimes uplifts the spirits of others." This could refer to any Pokemon hat could use sing she thought, or possibly Perish Song …
"One who can carry the burden of others as its own, but remains at mercy of the wind." Perhaps a Pokemon that was weak to flying attacks like a Grass or Fighting type.
Sighing she placed the tablets down, there were just too many possibilities and she couldn’t think straight, especially this tired. Yawning deeply enough to swallow Impish whole she pulled open the door to her tent and looked over to her oldest friend.
“Come inside, there is nothing to guard against, anyway Missy will be awake all night and I’m sure she’ll warn us if she see’s anything.” Impish gave one last look over to Knoll’s tent before the urge to be with his trainer over took his concerns. He jumped onto her back hugging her tight as she walked inside, with Eve in her arms. She would start again tomorrow, but for now she wanted the sweet oblivion that sleep would give her.