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Marcel was a few heartbeats away from pulling his 'here's my badge' card but to his relief, the people here must have been much more trusting than back home. That was... refreshing. "Of course not," he said with a calm nod, glancing between the two kids, with a pointed look and a smile. "I...

That was it. Something about this whole situation was deeply askew. The evidence wasn't adding up, there were conflicting narratives, and between the ancestor of the mask maker making his statement, Marcel no knew without a doubt there was someone lying. The Loyal Three claimed the masks...

I'll offer one 5 chapter deeper review (I might up this number but for now I'm erring on the side of caution). I thinnnkkk I did this last year, but in these longer reviews, I like to talk more in depth about the stories characters, prose, and other aspects of the fic.

Marcel remained steady as Fezandipiti scrutinized him, wondering for a moment if he might try something. He relaxed one the strange bird recognized him as human. He nodded along as Fezandipiti spoke, keeping a vaguely sympathetic but interested expression. "Of course, of course," he said...

Marcel had risen to his feet on instinct as the strange bird-like pokemon landed. He was surprised to hear a pokemon speak so... Distinctly. It was like a telepathy but somehow felt a little different than the sort he was accustomed to. He listened calmly as he continued to speak, but he...

"Fascinating, I hadn't realized they were such skilled seekers of other pokemon. My own Chimecho is a very talented healer. Saved me from more scrapes than I can count." Well technically, he could count them all but... Marcel raised an eyebrow at her response. Vices? "I have to say, that's an...

Marcel nodded as she spoke, his attention split between watching the play and listening to Vienna. Somehow he found it rather amusing that the Ogrepon mask was that of the mon who supposedly killed this lands guardians. Drake would probably have gotten a kick out of that.He couldn't help but...

Merci? Interesting, so perhaps she was Kalosian. He smiled at her amiably and nodded. "My first as well. Had a couple weeks vacation that needed using, so I figured I'd travel and see something new. I have to say, its beautiful. I'm always fascinated by the different cultures and history of the...

Marcel watched with rapt attention as the tale continued, studying the masks. Village guardians... He wondered for a moment how what he'd heard about Ogrepon fit into all of this. The masks the actors on stage displayed looked exquisite, delicately carved. Clearly the mask-maker had a great deal...

First, a quick snack. Marcel settled on buying a candy apple, then hurried towards the stage the to catch the show. He found a nice spot just off to the side where he had a good view of the stage and settled in to listen. He caught some chatter of what sounded like a heated conversation between...

Marcel murmured a quiet thank you to elder and bowed before wandering to mingle in the Festival. He also made a mental note to hear the legend the man spoke of. New cultures and history always fascinated him. A couple weeks of leave from the stress of hos job gave him the perfect excuse to...

Character Name: Marcel Benedetti Species: Human Pronouns: he/him Mask: Ogerpon probably Appearance: (to be added) Personality: Marcel is amiable and level headed, but has a slight temper on certain issues. He has a strong sense of justice and wants to help people, and is at heart a very...

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Deep Breath Marcel clung to his father's hand. It felt so small. Frail. "I'm scared," he whispered, choking out the words through the lump in his throat. His chest heaved and he blinked fruitlessly through tears. Despite the tremor in his tone, his father spoke with conviction, his eyes...

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From the Ashes Sun and rain. Light and dark. Life and death. Everything moves in cycles. Orre was not always a barren desert, and Johto was not always Ho-oh and Lugia's home. A tale of rebirth. Of the past, present and one day, the future. Life Endless desert dunes sprawled before us...

Hey there! I've been meaning to catchup on my reviews, and now is as good a time as any. I wanted to review arc by arc, but for now I'll just have to try and hit these next few chapters, starting with 3. I'm glad I had a chance to start finally doing my massive review, here's to...

Athos only half listened as Florent and Kohath exchanged pleasantries of their gods, a discussion he couldn't find much relatability in. To serve something was to concede control, a fools move in his opinion. Though he did find himself fascinated by the tale of 'Helix', saving Kohath from a life...

What was that? Clearly it had to do with blood somehow. But beyond that it was an utter mystery. He wanted to know more. "I have told you of my kingdom so it seems fair you tell more about yours. Clearly we are not among our usual enemies in a place like this." Athos gaze shifted back to...

"I am. Some try to copy my power and reach but they cannot oppose me. Of course, I operate in the shadows as necessary. Only fools draw unneeded or unnecessary attention." His gaze shifted as the newcomer confronted Florent again. helixian was not a term he recognized. And he had no interest in...