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The sun burned bright in Ywaru. It was finally morning and heat was already beating up on Team Ribbons and their new friend. Palos, the loquacious Mr. Mime, settled himself on a rock, towering over Gawain and Marisol. He didn't seem particularly flushed, but sometimes he used his large red velvet hat to fan himself; Gawain never felt that kind of hot before in his life. He used to live in the mountains, where the weather rapidly switched between sun and rain, never too hot, never too cold (except in winter, when snow covered everything).
Marisol, being a water pokemon, was sweating profusely, but she had not complained once. She was radiant: the team came from Don Kapon's cellar, where they had spent all night stealing liters of water for the poor inhabitants of Ywaru. Kassi, the musician of the Artisans, had thanked them for their help and even asked their names, making Marisol the happiest pokemon on the planet. When they had finished transporting the barrels in a secret hideout the sun was already rising.
Then, Marisol and Gawain said goodbye and asked Palos to take them home. The Mudsdales that had taken them here in the night where nowhere to be found and Palos proposed to walk towards the Thundrun Plains, saying they could probably find some means of transport there. But after just one hour of marching they all had to stop. The heat was becoming unbearable.

So here they were, Gawain and Marisol sat in the shade of some large boulders and Palos perched on one of them.
"Shall I sing a song to lift the mood?" asked Palos, half-joking.
"Why, do you sing?" asked Gawain, skeptical. Palos pretended to take offense "Of course, mister, I can sing! And not only that! If had my lute with me I'd show you!"
"Well then" huffed Gawain "Sing something. We are not going anywhere for another twenty minutes at least, anyway."
Palos smiled and put his hat back on. He placed one hand on his chest, then opened his left arm dramatically and started singing in a sweet tenor voice.

The sun makes the Canyon glitter like gold,
Up there where the caverns reveal secrets untold.
Only if you are brave enough you will survive,
But plenty of dangers awaits before you arrive.
Fire will burn you, poison will make you weak,
So tell me traveler, what do you seek?

Marisol, that was fanning herself with her hand and looked very tired but yet satisfied, exclaimed "Wow, Palos! What a nice ballad! How come you are not part of the Artisans yourself?"
"Why, m'lady" answered Palos, puffing his chest like a proud Unfezant "It happens that I might be just too talented for any guild of Tabira. Or any guild anywhere, as a matter of fact!"
'Hard to believe' thought Gawain to himself. "What was that song about, anyway?" asked then.
"Oh, it's just a little thing I made up inspired by this strange note." Palos removed his hat and revealed a small note inside. He jumped off the rock he had been sitting on and passed it to Gawain "I found it during our little adventure of tonight, can't remember where."
"How convenient..." murmured Gawain. He observed the note: the paper was yellowish, but it didn't look very old. On one side there was a writing that seemed almost fresh, written in a shaky, nervous handwriting. On the other side someone had sketched a map.
Gawain read aloud: "Look beneath the rocks in Ywaru Canyon. A juicier history awaits for Those brave enough to seek it. For Those valiant challengers: do not let your endurance falter, even in an uphill battle. Numbing death will find you from the walls. Water has long left these time-worn caverns; do not neglect to bring your own. Ancient cobalt regalia from a forgotten era will be your reward. Godspeed to those who risk their lives, and goodwill to those who do not."

Part 2: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…

PS: Sorry for any mistakes you'll find in the text, unfortunately english is not my first language.

Team Ribbons app: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…
NPC Palos info: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…

Description

The sun burned bright in Ywaru. It was finally morning and heat was already beating up on Team Ribbons and their new friend. Palos, the loquacious Mr. Mime, settled himself on a rock, towering over Gawain and Marisol. He didn't seem particularly flushed, but sometimes he used his large red velvet hat to fan himself; Gawain never felt that kind of hot before in his life. He used to live in the mountains, where the weather rapidly switched between sun and rain, never too hot, never too cold (except in winter, when snow covered everything).
Marisol, being a water pokemon, was sweating profusely, but she had not complained once. She was radiant: the team came from Don Kapon's cellar, where they had spent all night stealing liters of water for the poor inhabitants of Ywaru. Kassi, the musician of the Artisans, had thanked them for their help and even asked their names, making Marisol the happiest pokemon on the planet. When they had finished transporting the barrels in a secret hideout the sun was already rising.
Then, Marisol and Gawain said goodbye and asked Palos to take them home. The Mudsdales that had taken them here in the night where nowhere to be found and Palos proposed to walk towards the Thundrun Plains, saying they could probably find some means of transport there. But after just one hour of marching they all had to stop. The heat was becoming unbearable.

So here they were, Gawain and Marisol sat in the shade of some large boulders and Palos perched on one of them.
"Shall I sing a song to lift the mood?" asked Palos, half-joking.
"Why, do you sing?" asked Gawain, skeptical. Palos pretended to take offense "Of course, mister, I can sing! And not only that! If had my lute with me I'd show you!"
"Well then" huffed Gawain "Sing something. We are not going anywhere for another twenty minutes at least, anyway."
Palos smiled and put his hat back on. He placed one hand on his chest, then opened his left arm dramatically and started singing in a sweet tenor voice.

The sun makes the Canyon glitter like gold,
Up there where the caverns reveal secrets untold.
Only if you are brave enough you will survive,
But plenty of dangers awaits before you arrive.
Fire will burn you, poison will make you weak,
So tell me traveler, what do you seek?

Marisol, that was fanning herself with her hand and looked very tired but yet satisfied, exclaimed "Wow, Palos! What a nice ballad! How come you are not part of the Artisans yourself?"
"Why, m'lady" answered Palos, puffing his chest like a proud Unfezant "It happens that I might be just too talented for any guild of Tabira. Or any guild anywhere, as a matter of fact!"
'Hard to believe' thought Gawain to himself. "What was that song about, anyway?" asked then.
"Oh, it's just a little thing I made up inspired by this strange note." Palos removed his hat and revealed a small note inside. He jumped off the rock he had been sitting on and passed it to Gawain "I found it during our little adventure of tonight, can't remember where."
"How convenient..." murmured Gawain. He observed the note: the paper was yellowish, but it didn't look very old. On one side there was a writing that seemed almost fresh, written in a shaky, nervous handwriting. On the other side someone had sketched a map.
Gawain read aloud: "Look beneath the rocks in Ywaru Canyon. A juicier history awaits for Those brave enough to seek it. For Those valiant challengers: do not let your endurance falter, even in an uphill battle. Numbing death will find you from the walls. Water has long left these time-worn caverns; do not neglect to bring your own. Ancient cobalt regalia from a forgotten era will be your reward. Godspeed to those who risk their lives, and goodwill to those who do not."

Part 2: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…

PS: Sorry for any mistakes you'll find in the text, unfortunately english is not my first language.

Team Ribbons app: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…
NPC Palos info: lovesickdead93.deviantart.com/…