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In addition to trying to at least briefly glance at everyone's mouths, Jaro also tried to keep an ear out for the sounds of raised voices or fights, given how the shades could affect people's behavior. Thinking over what the Skara had said, it sort of surprised him that she'd come from a more...

Jaro had no idea why anyone in particular would actually be interested in 'finally' getting a chance to talk to him; it wasn't as if he'd really done or said anything impressive thus far, and he knew he didn't have the most winning of personalities. She was probably just being polite. "Yup...

"I guess I'd be up for looking around the main square," Jaro said. He felt like he might give too much away if he had to actually go into people's homes, and he still wasn't super-familiar with how markets worked.

"Huh," Jaro said. All those names meant little to him, he really needed to brush up on the mythology of this place at some point... "Uh, crazy idea, but could it be possible for the potentially vulnerable legends to somehow... I don't know, train to resist this sort of thing? Like if they tried...

Jaro's sphere-to-leg ratio didn't allow for quick movement, so it took him a while to catch up with the rest of the team. He internally winced upon seeing Nate; the fact that he hadn't realized he was actually a part of Diyem's heroes earlier didn't say good things about his investigative...

Jaro wasn't sure how much good a few extra hours of training would really do in this situation. But it might be wise to accustom himself with what that power-draining field felt like, and see if it was possible to overcome it... He walked over to Cabot and nodded at Truffle. "Yeah, I think I'll...

So the Magikarp had some sort of power-sapping effect? That might explain Jaro's present inability to use moves... "Like, how far away does the power-weakening effect extend? Are we within its range even over here?" Jaro asked Truffle. Then, hearing Diyem's voice in his head - that was still...

The ex-human had a point, Jaro thought. He tried to prepare a Sweet Kiss just in case things went south, but was alarmed to find that he couldn't seem to muster the energy even to ready the attack. The same was true for Charm, and for some reason he didn't even have a clue how to start readying...

"Were you able to learn anything about where the Magikarp came from? I think that was one of the things we were supposed to do," Jaro asked.

Jaro hesitated. That green and brown feathered wind-blooded Pokemon was certainly intimidating, and he didn't want to make himself a target by drawing attention to himself, but... hadn't he came to this place to be a hero? Swallowing his doubts, Jaro approached the front of the group and...

"Not sure what a 'cult' is, but... I guess we're pretty isolated? It's kind of a long story. Our tribe, the Jigglypuff, initially inhabited the moon along with a number of other fairy tribes- the Nidoran, the Clefairy, the Munna, and the Skitty. Then there was a big disaster and we had to use a...

Jaro's forelock drooped. "Oh. And I guess your sister isn't here, eh? As for humans being extinct, I don't think they are, or at least not on my world? I mean, obviously no one's seen them for thousands and thousands of moons, but as far as I know they're still out in the Wastelands somewhere...

"Uh, sure, right. Makes total sense!" Jaro had no idea what a 'candle' was. Maybe something like a torch? "You're a human? You mean, you used to be a human before coming here?" He turned to the Absol. "You had... magical balls? Were you also a human? Did you know how to make other magic...

"Hey, uh, weird question, but like, how are you guys not bothered by having parts of you on fire? Doesn't that like, hurt?" Jaro asked the Litwick and Charmander. (Jaro had noticed Diyem also had this trait, but was more willing to accept him as being some powerful otherworldly entity to whom...

Jaro tugged at his forelock, deep in thought. He had a guess as to why things might be so warm here: This must be this world's equivalent of the Wastelands, only it was too warm here instead of too cold. Okay, but that didn't explain why apparently wind could just appear out of nowhere in this...

Ice shot through Jaro's veins at the Skarmory's words. A fever? That might explain why he felt too warm, but- but Jaro was too young to have a fever, even if he was an evolved-born! Only Pokemon who were mortally sick got fevers! He couldn't die before the adventure even began! But, wait...

Jaro surveyed his surroundings in amazement. He'd never seen a settlement like Treasure Town before, and had a brief fright when he mistook the Chansey-shaped building for a giant Pokemon. But apparently it was actually... some sort of hill-burrow, except the hill was made out of wood instead of...