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“W-Well, I don’t have anywhere else to go really!”

The pipsqueak’s tiny voice was barely audible over the muffled bickering of two grown pokemon. At-least they had the decency to squabble elsewhere – for had it not been for the stone walls surrounding their shack the puny fire-type would have gone deaf. It had been well past a quarter of an hour since they began their petty quarrel and neither of them seem ready to drop the trivial affair altogether. The gigalith had the patience of a king, and the Skarmory’s persistence bore no limit. One of them was going to get what they wanted lest they be trapped in this gratuitous stalemate forever.

 What were they even fighting over to begin with? Was it something about their job? They never seemed capable of agreeing upon their role as eagles, but what sort of weight would an extravagant position bring with it? Surely it was nothing to warrant a feud every other day – she may as well quit with her training if it’ll make her as loathsome as Uncle Oscar.

 “Where would they put me anyway?” She blinked, scanning her amber eyes across the chamber until they locked upon the open doorway. “I-I know the doves ain’t bad people! If Roy said so, then they’d aught to be nice!”

 “I hear they take in all sorts of pokemon, that they’ll lets you stay with a big ‘mon until you’re ready to sign up with a guild. Papa Roy always says they’ll happily take me in if Uncle starts being too mean for me to stay 'round longer.”

“But i-it’s..uh..”

The bug’s beady eyes darted between the doorway and the ninetails before them. Dozens of thoughts running rampantly in their infantile mind as they pitifully stammered to form a coherent sentence. They mumbled the words silently, repeating it at-least a couple times over before they gathered the confidence to raise their hushed voice.

“I-I like staying here with Roy!” She finally answered. “He’s the one who brought me in to begin with. I know Uncle Oscar is rude, b-but he’s always been like that! I trust in those doves, but I wouldn’t know what type of stranger I’d be living with if Papa told me I was better of with them!”

“Better off being stuck with a meanie than maybe running into an even bigger meanie.”

“R-Right?”

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This blog is going away.

I’ve been thinking this over for a little while and I’m just not happy with this blog anymore, and the lack of interest didn’t help either. But don’t worry most of the characters are going to be getting new homes in the future. It’s just not going to be under this blog’s name.

I’ve been dreading whether to just end this blog or reboot it, but I don’t think a reboot would not help at all and I love these characters too much to just end it. So I came up with this option. I’ll probably be changing this blog over to the new one, once I change the name I’ll make a post about it so you know who it is.

Sorry for doing this, but I feel it’s the best way to keep the characters alive.

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you know who you have yet to fully draw? HYDRA. LET'S SEE HER IN "OMNIFEROUS"

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High Lord King, why is it that you retired?

The old rat laughed a bit at the question, his pace keeping him much further ahead of Hydra. “I don’t think retired is the right word for it, maybe ah-”

“Old man you retired, you had a party and everything. Joy even made a cake for you.” Hydra reminded him, her head lifted from watching her steps as she moved a bit faster to hear the quiet old man’s reply.

Looking back he saw her trying to catch up and waited a displeased hum escaped his maw, “If I remember correctly you didn’t attend!”

She staggered a bit as she caught up. Her tails dragging the ground in exhaustion. “That’s- don’t try and change the subject!“ Keeping this upbeat tone and the small sprint made her pause and catch her breath. “It’s not like retiring made you unable to use magic anymore… You’re just too old to do it consistently.”

He sighed a bit, “If I knew people would bring it up anytime I try to offer to help with magic, I would not have thrown that party. I just really wanted one of Joy’s cakes…” The guard behind them caught up but waited for both to make their way forward on their own.

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@High Lord Nadia : Do you believe there are things books cannot teach you about the world?

With the tower still not in sight over the trees, the white ninetales kept her pace with the rest of the High Lords. An insulted look crossed her face but it soon vanished away as she sighed, ”Of course, as impressive as my collection is it will sadly always be incomplete.” Her tails twisted at the words, admitting her collection was at fault is never easy for her. “There are many things books cannot teach, the gods hold their knowledge quite close to them.”

Her gaze looked ahead at the water type who stomped on his path, his destination unknown to those around him. “Grail, as far as our history tells, is the only one that’s ever been taught anything by the gods. Yet he will only ever say it’s name, not it’s meaning.” She paused as she shook her head at the Feraligatr who’s hearing was directed towards Apollo. “A gift from the gods. I’ve… always envied him for that.”

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Ask Call!

I need some basic asks for all the High Lords that just showed up! And I’m willing to send them back! You just have to say “who to and from” and I’ll send them your way! Any info you might need can be found in their bios! ?

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Ask Call!

I need some basic asks for all the High Lords that just showed up! And I’m willing to send them back! You just have to say “who to and from” and I’ll send them your way! Any info you might need can be found in their bios! ?

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Who do you send to control the unstoppable?

Apollo trotted along not far in front of the stomping Feraligatr, his mood seemed to have lifted quite a bit from when he first transformed back. “You seem a bit upbeat now.” He commented as his low growling voice rang out into the night.

Apollo quickly turned and walked backwards, “O-oh? I- I guess so… Getting to meet so many new pokemon has just made me happy, I guess!” He shook his head, his hair flopping around behind him, “I just wish my head would stop hurting.”

Grail froze, “Your head hurts?” His eyes changed to a glowing blue that matched his body, his gaze traced an invisible line from Apollo up towards the moon. The Feraligatr snarled at the sky, a growling anger boiled within as he motioned for Apollo. “Stand behind me.”

“M-Mister Grail you’re eyes are glowing w-what’s wrong?” Apollo stammered, the water type pointed with his claw to his side as to not yell at his young friend. Apollo obeyed, cowering behind his massive foot as many tails appeared shadowed in the dark.

A white tailed ninetales appeared first, her orange eyes glowed like Grail’s as she approached, “Sir Grail, it’s good to see you are not running.” Nadia, High Lord of Wisdom. “You can stop tracking them now Chrysanthos.” Her eyes went dim as the next appeared.

Chrysanthos, High Lord of Birth. He appeared exhausted but he shook his body so he’d still look a bit perky in front of Grail. “It’s an honor once again, Sir Grail. But we will need to take Apollo back with us. You understand I trust?” The everlasting flower that sat his brown colored ear moved a bit as he moved his ear to listen to any reply.

A growl of protest followed as Grail’s fangs appeared. “Sir Grail, I assure you this is not an execution squad.” A ninetales with the markings and fur of an Arcanine joined beside them. Roharian, High Lord of War. “We’re only here in case you were trying to escape with the boy.”

“Yeah Mister- I mean, Sir Grail, no need to be rude! But our judgment is still unclear.” The smaller, purple ninetales ran up beside the other three. Her rounder ears bouncing as she did, they resembled that of a Noibat or it’s greater. Joveous, High Lord of Change. “But it is still important for Apollo to be present within the clan, being absent would make him look guilty of something to the rest of the clan!”

Nadia nodded along with her other lord’s words, “And you know how rumors are in our home.”

Apollo groaned out from behind Grail’s leg, “They are right Mr. Grail. I don’t want to be talked about anymore than I already am…”

With whom he was protecting accepting the escort, Grail let his raging steam flow through his nose. “Fine, but Apollo stays with me.” He growled, “We’re stoppin’ off somewhere before we go back to the tower too.” The High Lords stood aside as he walked past, Apollo hugged against his foot as he watch the other’s gazes pass by.

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(( Design by @asktidethegastrodon ))

Joveous (or Joy) is the High Lord of Change. The High Lord of Change is the hardest job among them. This job keeps charge of every rule or action that should be taken by the High Lords as a whole. Joy also keeps tabs on rules that may have become outdated or are no longer enforced. As well as those Ninetales banned or banished for breaking those rules. She normally passes off enforcing those rules to Roharian, High Lord of War, because she's not the most intimidating pokemon.

Joy is an excitable little ninetales and the youngest High Lord to have ever taken a seat. Her talent for taking on multiple tasks at the same time made her a star student coming up the ranks. She's able to listen to a lecture while reading multiple books and taking notes all at the same time. It also makes her one of the best cooks in the clan, she's able to cook for an entire table by herself. She's devoted herself to her work with the High Lords so she hardly ever has time to cook. Seems proving herself to the others is a high priority for her.

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Roharian is the High Lord of War. Though his title is "High Lord of War", his job more consists of keeping peace with those around the clan. Good relationships keep supplies flowing and the prices they're bought for down. This job often keeps him running between the tower and nearby villages. He does teach the art of combat, but troops are rarely ever needed. The only ones ever used are two that stand at the front gate and maybe an escort for their travelling magic acts.

His stubborn nature has kept combat classes in the required lesson plan since before he was a standing High Lord. Though he does consider himself a soldier, he's not one to fight right away. He takes as long as he can to study an opponent or anyone that could be an opponent to himself or the clan. He's the strongest and fastest among the standing High Lords.

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Chrysanthos is the High Lord of Birth. Dealing with the demanding task of keeping track of the population and each family tree. He also keeps schedule of who is in and out of the tower. Whether it be finding a partner, a supply run, or a clan given job. In his spare time, he toils around with plant life. Keeping the inside of the tower colorful and healthy with his "everlasting" flowers. No one really knows how they work other than him because the study of plants is a rare choice of job.

Chrysanthos is a very hard worker, one of the most persistent Ninetales you can meet. He may come off as a bit distant if he's working, but outside of his work he's overly kind. As if it's impossible for him to be cruel at all. Destroy one of his flowers and he'll just smile and say he'll find another. He takes his jobs with pride and will talk your ear off if you ask about his Botany hobby.

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High Lord Nadia (Design by @ask-retro-rotom)

Nadia is the High Lord of Wisdom. She manages what books come in and out of the spire’s massive collection, and also deems some knowledge to be too dangerous to be studied. She works closely with King in order to purchase new books from the outside world and is actively looking through the oldest tomes in their storage for new ones she can release into the main library. She's one of the fastest readers and has picture perfect memory to go along with her high intelligence.

Her personality can be described as a polite one, yet often looking on a more factual side of an argument that others may disagree with. She's often considered one of the most beautiful high ranking members of the clan but she'll never claim the title herself. If you damage one of the books you will most likely be dealing with her loud side. Unless you want to hear a three hour lecture on book care, most would suggest you be extra careful with her books.

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Who do you send to control the unstoppable?

Apollo trotted along not far in front of the stomping Feraligatr, his mood seemed to have lifted quite a bit from when he first transformed back. “You seem a bit upbeat now.” He commented as his low growling voice rang out into the night.

Apollo quickly turned and walked backwards, “O-oh? I- I guess so... Getting to meet so many new pokemon has just made me happy, I guess!” He shook his head, his hair flopping around behind him, “I just wish my head would stop hurting.”

Grail froze, “Your head hurts?” His eyes changed to a glowing blue that matched his body, his gaze traced an invisible line from Apollo up towards the moon. The Feraligatr snarled at the sky, a growling anger boiled within as he motioned for Apollo. “Stand behind me.”

“M-Mister Grail you’re eyes are glowing w-what’s wrong?” Apollo stammered, the water type pointed with his claw to his side as to not yell at his young friend. Apollo obeyed, cowering behind his massive foot as many tails appeared shadowed in the dark.

A white tailed ninetales appeared first, her orange eyes glowed like Grail’s as she approached, “Sir Grail, it’s good to see you are not running.” Nadia, High Lord of Wisdom. “You can stop tracking them now Chrysanthos.” Her eyes went dim as the next appeared.

Chrysanthos, High Lord of Birth. He appeared exhausted but he shook his body so he’d still look a bit perky in front of Grail. “It’s an honor once again, Sir Grail. But we will need to take Apollo back with us. You understand I trust?” The everlasting flower that sat his brown colored ear moved a bit as he moved his ear to listen to any reply.

A growl of protest followed as Grail’s fangs appeared. “Sir Grail, I assure you this is not an execution squad.” A ninetales with the markings and fur of an Arcanine joined beside them. Roharian, High Lord of War. “We’re only here in case you were trying to escape with the boy.”

“Yeah Mister- I mean, Sir Grail, no need to be rude! But our judgment is still unclear.” The smaller, purple ninetales ran up beside the other three. Her rounder ears bouncing as she did, they resembled that of a Noibat or it’s greater. Joveous, High Lord of Change. “But it is still important for Apollo to be present within the clan, being absent would make him look guilty of something to the rest of the clan!”

Nadia nodded along with her other lord’s words, “And you know how rumors are in our home.”

Apollo groaned out from behind Grail’s leg, “They are right Mr. Grail. I don’t want to be talked about anymore than I already am...”

With whom he was protecting accepting the escort, Grail let his raging steam flow through his nose. “Fine, but Apollo stays with me.” He growled, “We’re stoppin’ off somewhere before we go back to the tower too.” The High Lords stood aside as he walked past, Apollo hugged against his foot as he watch the other’s gazes pass by.

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{Rhythmic buzzing begins to fill the air, slowly intensifying as a scizor can be seen approaching King. Their wings flicker with an odd pattern, as if for some unknown purpose, continuing to flap even as the empty-eyed bug comes face to face with the fox.} "Greetings. It Has Been A Lengthy Period Of Time Since We Last Heard Of The Immortal Scholar Roaming. Longer Still Since Meeting. We Hope This Is A Result Of Staying Out Of Trouble. Might You Assure Us Peace Will Remain Among Your Friends?"

King looked back at the escort that walked close behind and back to the one in front that had both stopped to glare down the Scizor. King saw little threat in a steel type so he motioned with his head that they could keep moving while he talked with his guest. “I don’t recall ever hearing about a Scizor in Grail’s records, but maybe you are a passing friend that he cared not to write about.” He studied the Scizor while he walked, his head turning slightly more each time as he tried to keep an eye out for where he was walking. “I don’t think Grail has done anything worth writing in that book of his in many years, and I am not sure why he would change this pattern now.”

He shifted his head back checking to see if Hydra listened in. She watched her feet with each step, making sure not to fall over herself in her weakened state. Her pace keeping her quite a few steps behind his rat tails. “Though, I guess you can say we’re all in a bit of trouble right now. I wish I could assure you he will stay peaceful but… who knows how he’ll react to however many guards will come to escort Apollo home.”

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Retro: It’s mostly because our energy is pretty much all we are. Like, if I felt strongly enough, I might be able to pull enough energy to take on half a Yarajya. That’s a pretty big “might” though.

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A yelp of surprise escaped Apollo’s maw as he scrambled to put Grail’s leg between him and the Skitty. “Nooo, you’re the last person I wanted to see me like this!” The Feraligatr moved his leg to the side but Apollo stayed hidden, at least until Grail’s claw came down. Lifting him and placing him in front of the Skitty. “Mr. Grail!” He protested, his flustered face turning back to look at the tall pokemon who only shrugged in reply.

Apollo shifted on his feet as his tails curled around themselves tighter, a nervous reaction. “W-well... my mom was a Ninetails of course, but my dad is a Zoroark. I doubt he’s still around though, and even if he was I wouldn’t know what he looks like.” Apollo looked off the the side, avoiding eye contact with Skitty as his black hair drifted down to his side. “Mom did tell me once he was really nice and could sing really well, but other than that I wouldn’t know.”

“Maybe I should’ve asked mom for his name...”

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