One Discovery leads to Another

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While Sosio and her bug-type companion were exploring Pricklemist, they had accidentally discovered this amazing new place, and all because Sosio fell into a pit trap. The discovery of the amazing Perfect Apples brought them back to town to share the news, but when they described the dungeon, everyone looked confused. That's when they found out it was an undiscovered dungeon, and not only that, but there was TREASURE within.

The two odd friends now returned in search of a new adventure and discoveries. Sosio was filled with pure enthusiasm. Not only was she the one who discovered it, but it was the ideal setting for a bird like herself to love. She might even consider making it her home, but for now, they had to focus on finding clues and battling their fights, and who knows what could lie ahead.

Sosio's Energy Level:

Ascending from the ground once more, William's joy about the Beautifly's departure was quickly overshadowed by one much more problematic discovery. The sun appeared to be setting, confirming that the duo had really spent such an absurd amount of time in this place. Not only would nighttime likely mean a higher activity of dangerous foes but it would also make it more difficult for the Fletchling to see and likely cause the guildmembers back in Grassveil Town to worry. They should get this exploration completed as quickly as possible to have to spend as little time as needed here. Hopefully they'd be done here before William would have to guide the Fletchling as - as far as William remembered - they were incapable of seeing in the dark.

Savato carried out 5 launched of one Fallen Leaf Copse :

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(E=24+1=25)

Relieved that she wasn't truly abandoned, Sosio expressed her change in doubt with a common sound used to do so. A "phew" was exhausted from her tired mouth, as if a contagious yawn. Darkness brought tiresome eyes onto the bird, as she was usually up at the crack of dawn, and ready to sleep at the sun's down. This was a sure sign that the duo should prepare to leave, especially because they might not even be able to see their way around at such a late hour in a crowded forest. Who knew what could be lurking, waiting for just the right moment to--Sosio shivered. The night was also much colder than the autumn day, almost having the same chill factor as a winter's day.

E=1+1(page)=2

William didn't mind the cold. As a Ghost type he was just as comfortable in the night as he was during the day if not more so. It was only due to most others' problems with this time of day that he tended to be more active in the brighter times.
Just as he was thinking about what to do next, his fears had proven themselves to be well-founded. A Deerling, chased by a Phantump ran into the area the duo was currently standing in, both suddenly turning around as they saw the visitors.
"Just great.", William muttered.

(E=25-2=23)

Barely being able to see what the Gengar was moaning about, Sosio planned a strategy. Leave them alone and continue onwards, as the two Pokemon seemed to be occupying each other, or take out the Phantump, and let the Deerling get away. A cute little rescue, without Sosio being on a rescue team. Or again, they could just bail and get the heck out of here. The Fletchling waited to see what William would do.

E=2

William meanwhile had decided to wait and see how the two feral Pokémon would react. This could be a variety of things including an actual chase, a friendly game or something else the Ghost type was unable to think of at the moment. If the ferals didn't have any aggressive intentions, then maybe it would be possible to get out of this situation without having to do battle. Hiding however would likely not work, despite the falling darkness, considering that the Phantump was a Ghost type as well and thus likely was able to move through solid matter and see in the dark just like William.

Noticing the fact that William wasn't moving, Sosio turned around and began walking. They were set east of the center of the dungeon, meaning it would take quite a walk to get out. If they just kept walking and didn't let anything get in their way--not even items--they would get out of here. Sosio was too tired to even want to face anything that might appear in her path. She would just keep moving, blindly and uncaring, until she made it back to somewhere she could sleep safely. Maybe just a random tree in Grassveil.

E=2

William had no idea what Sosio was trying to do, just randomly and stubbornly walking into a direction like that, but he was far too tired to actually go and question it. He just hoped the Flying type would not run into a tree by accident, possibly causing even more Pokémon to rain down on them.
Maybe all Pokémon on this island were diurnal? That would partially explain why so many of them had been run into by William and the Fletchling already. And additionally it would mean that the two should be relatively safe from other encounters now that night was beginning to fall. But since that would be a positive thing, it likely was not the case.

Sosio turned around to see if the Gengar was following. She just wanted to get out of there now. Every sound in the forest would almost make the Fletchling jump, wary of everything that might attack. She now knew to never come back to this forest at night. She would definitely come back, but she's never staying there this long again until she chooses to live here and makes a house. Any kind of shelter would make her feel safe in this treacherous place. Maybe they could find one and stay the night so there's less pressure to leave immediately...

E=2

The Ghost type was beginning to feel bad for the Flying type. How must she be feeling, unable to see much and most likely feeling cold as well? Sensations as though they may have been unknown to William, unpleasant though he did imagine for them to be.
And combined with the general tiredness that was overcoming the Ghost type and likely the Flying type as well, this place was looking more and more like a vastly oversized torture chamber. One thing the Gengar was wondering about however. Wasn't the bird part of a Fire type evolutionary line? If so, then why didn't she use some kind of move to allow for her to see in this darkness? Did she not know any? Was she afraid of being spotted, or setting the forest ablaze maybe?
That last option didn't seem all that bad to William anymore...

An ominous breeze ruffled Sosio's feathers from an unknown source. It was strangely warm, and made her insides shake. The bird's heart-rate increased suddenly, as if she had an overload of Rare Candies, or breathed in a medicinal smog that altered her breathing pattern. Her knees became suddenly wobbly, as if too much blood was being pumped into her brain, and she could barely stand up. All of her senses enhanced; everything was louder, brighter, larger. The partial hallucinations allowed her to see a hole in a tree, a perfect place to hide and sleep this strange occurrence off. It was either caused by her extreme tiredness, or something unknown...

E=2

The Fletchling was stumbling around quite a bit from what the Gengar could see. Was it too tired to go on? Did it simply not see where it was going and was acting strangely because of this?
"Hey, are you okay? You seem out of it.", he whispered, hoping not to wake up or catch the attention of any feral Pokémon that could be in the area.
This situation was getting worse and worse by the minute. There were countless feral Pokémon around, the entire place looked the same, both of them were exhausted and dead tired and now something seemed to have made Sosio...dizzy?

Sosio planted her feet in the ground mid-stagger, trying not to fall over, and shook her head furiously. She hadn't eaten. That was it. She sat down quickly, pulled an Oran Berry out of her bag, and ate it quickly. Although the aftermath was a headache, the vision-like tiredness was gone. She must've looked very ridiculous.

"Sorry, I get dizzy when I don't eat... But now that I'm better, I should probably point out that hole in that tree. I think I'll stay there for the night, and maybe you can float right through the tree, or sleep in the ground or something... If you sleep, anyway."

A little rest, and it would be all over. The struggles of the nighttime. When the morning came, perhaps they could continue searching for whatever hid in this dungeon--or just continue out. Either way, Sosio needed to sleep now. This was the first time she ever had to stay overnight in a dungeon. Maybe she would stay afterwards and explore some more...

E=2+10(Oran Berry)=12

So the Fletchling was suggesting staying here for the night? William wasn't sure whether he liked the idea. Sure, on the one hand both of them were dead tired, but then again it appeared as if there were much fewer feral Pokémon around at this time of night. Also the Poison type did not want to worry his partners at the guild. Not any more than they were already that was.
"Well, if we stay here for the night then the feral Pokémon might wake up and hound us again tomorrow. We could have a tactical advantage by wandering through the night. But if you believe it is neccessary, then I guess the two of us will be staying here for now."

Sosio could barely even listen to her partner. She nodded, pretending to listen, and began climbing the tree to enter the hole. She curled up inside, feeling the quietness within. It was nice... Outside, the diurnal Pokemon also slept, the sound of a quiet night falling over the Forest. An orange autumn moon hung overhead, shining a sleepy light that lulled all the organisms that still lurked in the open. Even the Pokemon that stayed awake during the night quieted down for those that were sleeping, and resorted to eating berries as the time passed. There may have been one Phantump teasing the sleeping Pokemon, but if so, they were far away and inaudible, to Sosio's content. She fell fast asleep very quickly.

E=12-(roll)

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(I'm playing these rolls in the morning)

William however decided not to sleep, instead disappearing mostly into the tree until only his gleaming red eyes were visible through the bark. In there he sat down to rest, still remaining awake to watch out for any incoming foes. In places like these one could never be too cautious William had found. It was one of the many things living in the Pecha Forest for years had taught him and considering for the Pokémon in this area to be even stronger than those in the woods he was used to, even more caution would likely be neccessary. It truly was a difficult time when one couldn't even sleep anymore out of worry of being attacked by other Pokémon.