@canisaries
I will accompany you to the ogre," he said, loud enough to be heard well, "but I do not know if I can be of any help. The ogre seems all too strong for a human to take on." Even a Helixian. "If the opportunity comes, however, I will assist you."
Ah, excellent, excellent, Fezandipiti said, bowing his head to Kohath.
Your help is much appreciated. Addressing the crowd again, he said,
Now, are there any others with the same noble spirit as this fine fellow? You alone can defend your village from the return of the ogre's wrath!
He got a few more volunteers out of this effort; all in all around fifteen people agreed to accompany him up the mountain. Most of them didn't look like very powerful trainers, and a couple were definitely just coming along in hopes of seeing something interesting, but Fezandipiti seemed to sense that this was the best he was going to get.
Very well, then. Warriors! Let us proceed!
No sooner did Fezandipiti spread his wings than the talonflame that had been lurking near his feet took to the air, shooting away to leave a blazing trail of embers burning out behind her. Fezandipiti watched her go, expressionless.
I fear the ogre may be warned of our coming, he muttered, but he took to the air all the same.
Follow me! Do not lag too far behind. I will challenge the ogre--attack it while it is distracted!
Not far from the stage was the path leading up the mountain. One of the perfomers was standing guard over it, shortly joined by the one who'd come running to Fezandipiti. "Good luck!" they said, waving everyone through. Perhaps they were glad they weren't being called on to head up themselves.
The path wound up towards the mountain's peak, and it was not empty. A ways up ahead there was a small knot of people walking up the path. The talonflame glowed above them like a fallen star. A few of the people recruited by Fezandipiti whispered amongst themselves. Was the ogre supposed to be among that group?
@FauxFox
"You who dares disturb the creatures of this mountain, leave with haste." Theo said in a low, almost scratchy voice as he finished taking his form, which to any spectator would have seemed like a Trevenant appeared out of from behind the actor. "Speak your name and depart with haste, else you shalt suffer the curse of this mountain."
The performer turned when Theo raced out of his hiding place, but lost interest again a second later. Just a wild pokémon--certainly too small to be the ogre. Theo had no trouble maneuvering behind them, and the performer initially didn't notice the trevenant rising up out of the grass. They spun around at the sound of the voice, of course, and promptly screamed.
"M-my name?" they stammered. "Ahaha. Sorry, I've heard t-too many ghost stories to fall for that! Sinistcha!"
They had a partner with them, one who'd been scouting ahead up the path and come arrowing back at the sound of the scream.
Stay away! they clattered in the language of pokémon, already charging a shadow ball.
Ogerpon watched these proceedings from the mouth of the small crevice, obviously tense. She made no attempt to either run or join in the fight, at least for now.
@Sinderella
A trevenant appeared suddenly up ahead, rising out of the grass behind the performer as though it had been lying in wait. They screamed, and their sinistcha prepared for battle.
It looked like the group of people Vienna had seen near the edge of the pavilion had made it past the guards and were on their way up the path behind her.
@Dragonfree @Flyg0n @Seren
Kieran nodded at Jean, though he he shot Marcel a nervous look as well. And he started when, abruptly, yet another person ran up to their group, this time making straight for Kieran.
"G-grandpa sent you?" he asked Kari, wide-eyed. "I..." he trailed off, looking back towards the festival.
"Okay, listen, this is starting to get a little ridiculous," the performer guarding the path, now drastically outnumbered, said. Their ekans was hiding behind their feet. "Fezandipiti might be coming this way soon anyhow. You really ought to wait until he sees what's going on. If the ogre is--Kieran!"
The boy shoved his way past the performer, ignoring the ekans' startled hiss. "I d-don't need anybody to watch out for me!" he declared. "I-I'm strong enough. I can find the ogre by myself!" He hesitated a moment, then said, "Come on!" to Jean and started running up the path at top speed.
"Oh, shi--fine, go on, then, go on!" the performer said, ushering everyone else past.
The road rose steeply through wild mountain terrain, unlit save for the moon overhead and the festival lights behind. There were surely wild pokémon about; they could be heard rustling through the grass, and the dim light gleamed back from eyes to either side of the path. It was unlikely that anything would attack such a large group of people, especially with Kari's chimeco plainly visible, but no doubt the local pokémon were curious why so many travelers were taking the mountain road tonight.
Up ahead there were two figures standing in the middle of the path. One of them appeared strangely proportioned--perhaps it was a trainer and their pokémon? With the darkness and the distance, it was hard to make out more than that.
The group hadn't been climbing for long before a bright light appeared in the sky behind them. It approached rapidly, far too fast for any of them to hope to outrun it, and swooped down on Marcel with a screech and a scattering of embers. Scorch the talonflame flapped around Marcel's head in agitated, shrieking circles. Her meaning wasn't difficult to figure out: *Fezandipiti is coming!*
And no sooner had people started to recover from the surprise of the talonflame's sudden appearance than a scream sounded from farther up the mountain. It sounded like a human scream, although some pokémon could imitate them, and fairly far away.