R2 – Day 8, Noon ~ The Darkwhite
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Wigglytuff's Guild overlooked the eastern edge of Treasure Town like a looming, protective giant. The Wigglytuff-shaped top to the building led to an underground complex of hallways and chambers with several kinds of ladders to assist all body types in their climbs up and down. Past the notice boards for missions and outlaws, and into the bottom chamber. The in-house dorms for the Guildmates who still lived there, in addition to the general Guild staff, made up the majority of this portion of the cliff headquarters.
Most of the times that weren't dinner or morning, these halls were empty save for the occasional staff member. Most Guildies were out on missions or hanging out in town rather than in their simple quarters.
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Simple refreshments and small snacks were laid out for the visiting heroes, though the meals were consciously kept light considering their recent curry adventures. Maple had gathered as many as she could, and Diyem helped to inform the rest of what was happening, though he did not obligate them all to go. After all, he could just quietly inform them of the news, so long as at least one of them were there--and Owen, diligent as ever, was among those who attended.Most of the times that weren't dinner or morning, these halls were empty save for the occasional staff member. Most Guildies were out on missions or hanging out in town rather than in their simple quarters.
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"Thank you all for coming," said a Chatot at the front of the Guild, before a great door that led into the Guildmaster's room. His voice was proper but high-pitched, not unlike a strict but tiny librarian. The Guildmaster himself, meanwhile, stood by his side, staring blankly ahead. He was a Wigglytuff with a happy smile and a menacing aura despite it, and for some reason Owen found that combination strangely familiar. Also with them was Balm, who had his own seat to conserve his strength and ease his dizziness and fatigue, and Cepa, who floated by his side. Soda was absent, as was Flesh and Leg--he was likely taking care of them somewhere else. Potluck sat by Maple's side, trying to stay polite despite his wagging tail, and Truffle had taken up the role of note taker.
"Yes, thank you!" Wigglytuff said, his voice an unnerving combination of deep and childlike. "Friends, friendly friends from a whole other world!" He gasped. "No! Many other worlds!" He outstretched his tiny arms. "I can't thank you enough for saving the town!"
"Indeed," Chatot emphasized. "Without your efforts, this town would surely have seen its final day... But that is for another time. Right now, we have a more pressing matter to attend to." He straightened, and then looked to Balm and Cepa. "Team Spice--Meganium Thyme and Feraligatr Pepper--are still missing. They had gone off to investigate strange happenings in the Lush Prairie, but were not seen since. They didn't become gigantic like the Magikarp have, otherwise we would have seen them. But we also have not recovered a trace otherwise; they must still be out there.
"Right now," Chatot went on, "they are considered missing, and are a top priority. As we speak, several Guild members are tracing their path and finding any signs of where they may have gone. there is no doubt that this has something to do with the other crises that are striking the entire world. And as such... we have gathered as many of you as we could to get a full picture of everything we know so far. Perhaps,from that, we can glean further information by pooling our knowledge together."
Chatot paced, then finally raised a wing to address them all despite his small stature. "So!" he began. "If possible, tell us everything you know or think you know so far about all of this. A broad question, but an essential one."
