8th April 2012, 10:13 PM
'What a great tune,' Balmund thought as the trio started playing. It was a shame they weren't into roasted, honey-glazed ham, but Balmund would try to remember to pay them pack properly afterwards. Meanwhile he listened to the tale of the shy and elusive mermaid, who found a safe haven from greedy hunters on Kakatua Lagoon and was said to steal men into her watery lair. As many stories, they all had a part of supersticion and a part of truth to them, and Balmund wondered just what bits were which. That didn't matter much to him though, as his mind was blown into daydreaming land as the leader of the group, Chong, started his wicked banjo solo. A standing ovation was the least he could do in the end as the trio bowed with wide-eyed grins, though Balmund's Pokémon didn't seem to share the same feeling; Sothe looking rather indifferent whereas Chris just wasn't into praising a good performance, she always expected the best for her by default.
Originally Posted by Empoleon-Dynamite
Things suddenly had a turn for the unexpected though as a thick stream of bubbles rises and bursts violently from the depths of the lagoon and into the surface. Fear seems to strike the nomads as they comically apologize while shaking their heads in unison, cowering into their kayaks as the bubbles got louder. Balmund wasn't sure if it could be the legendary mermaid, but whatever it was, if it meant harm he would have to do something about it, and the first thing would be to try and calm down both the threat as well the panicked hippies.
"Sothe, let out your Sweet Scent as you sing a Grasswhistle," he quickly turned to his Sceptile.
"Chris, Coil up and be prepared to use your Poison Fang on my mark," he then instructed. He didn't want to harm a creature until he was sure it meant a threat to him and his Pokémon, but it was best to be ready for such an occasion as he stood by and cautiously observed.