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Should he stay?
Omin thought this over and over. Maybe doctor Quakk was right, although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that staying was not a wise opinion.
He let out a low sigh. He would have to leave Lilith alone. It pained at him but it would hurt all the more for her to find out he was doing this to himself. Oh yes, Omin could see it now, her yelling, that he had put up with for so long. How long was it again? He knew Liliths sisters weren't that old when the two had met. That had started with yelling as well.

Omin smiled. He loved it in his own little way, being yelled at. At least someone was communicating with him, not like..............before. He stopped at that moment. He didn't want to think of that....time.
Shaking his head, he thought enough was enough. He had to go, before madness took its grip, but where should he go? No. That wasn't the question. He knew where. He thought of lots of places. The correct question to ask was What should he do? As far as he knew, there was nothing.
Maybe not the best time to think that. There had to be something, anything. Anything better than his current job going. With that in mind, Omin climbed down off his stool in an awkward manner and made his way to the door. He looked back at Lilith who still lied there. He thought she would suddenly wake up and he wouldn't have to go. Sadly his prayers went unanswered, she remained quiet.

Omin opened the door, took a deep breath and went outside the room. The long hall way stretched out in front of him, all along the walls were paintings of pokemon similar to that of Merlot. Parallel to them were more doors, probably leading to the other rooms identical to him own. The lights were on as there were no windows for light, which reflected off the floor hitting Omins eyes.

As he past through, more and more pokemon were appearing. Some in a hurry, others calm and a lot with sad expressions. He continue walking though, ignoring them, he needn't upset them any more than they already were. He was good at doing that. For some reason, even without saying anything, pokemon just... didn't like him. Was it the smile? As Lilith would too often say it was. No it couldn't. Other trapinchs smile. They don't upset anyone. It was just him, it had to be, what else could it be?
It had always puzzled him, though at this point he was past caring. He needed to focus on his current task, finding anything to do.

He looked up sharply, not quick enough though to miss the approaching bunny pokemon heading his way. They collided and hit the floor hard. Omin found himself dazed. If he wasn't awake before, this certainly would wake him up now. As his vision cleared he saw in front of him a pink bunery. She rubbed her head and had a tear in her eye. Omin could tell it hurt her more than he, not surprising with how hard a trapinchs head can be. He got up and went up to her. Unfortunately, he couldn't offer her a hand up, though she didn't need one as she shot up straight away, looking a Omin.

He knew what was coming next, it happened all the time. Just one look and they'd run. He would have continued walking when, to his surprise, the bunery started apologising.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry”, she cried, flapping her arms about “Did I hurt you? Oh dear I did. Stupid, stupid”.
Omin didn't know what to make of this. He'd never experienced something like this before, clearly this girl was ill. Yes, she must have been one of the doctors patients. The bunery looked up at Omin, who was just starring at her in wonder.
“Don't look at me like that” she blushed. Blushed? Ok, this girl defiantly was strange. Omin had only ever seen Lilith blush and that was usually when she was sleeping. This girl was not sleeping or at least he thought so. “Oh wait”, she suddenly said “ your a guild member aren't you. You helped fight Sorbet. I knew it. Oh goody goody. See I need your help, A LOT of help. So will you help me, will you, please please please please, with a cherrim on top”.

At this point, the bunery was literally in Omins face. She was going red like she was holding her breath waiting for an answer. Omin considered it for a moment. He said he's do anything right?and this was anything. He sighed, and nodded. The bunery jumped around for a moment then stopped
and turned “My names Strawberry by the way, what’s yours?”.
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Hope I got strawberrys personality right. I looked at the wiki and it just said bashful so I just went with that :/
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Mission objectives:

MAIN MISSION
-Find Malt, estimate damages alongside him ()
-Clean the village ()
-Assist the construction workers in the fixing and building of structures ()

SIDE MISSIONS
1)- Fetch the ranchers from the castle (x)
-Till the new farmland near the village ()
-Help build new farm buildings ()

Description
Should he stay?
Omin thought this over and over. Maybe doctor Quakk was right, although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that staying was not a wise opinion.
He let out a low sigh. He would have to leave Lilith alone. It pained at him but it would hurt all the more for her to find out he was doing this to himself. Oh yes, Omin could see it now, her yelling, that he had put up with for so long. How long was it again? He knew Liliths sisters weren't that old when the two had met. That had started with yelling as well.

Omin smiled. He loved it in his own little way, being yelled at. At least someone was communicating with him, not like..............before. He stopped at that moment. He didn't want to think of that....time.
Shaking his head, he thought enough was enough. He had to go, before madness took its grip, but where should he go? No. That wasn't the question. He knew where. He thought of lots of places. The correct question to ask was What should he do? As far as he knew, there was nothing.
Maybe not the best time to think that. There had to be something, anything. Anything better than his current job going. With that in mind, Omin climbed down off his stool in an awkward manner and made his way to the door. He looked back at Lilith who still lied there. He thought she would suddenly wake up and he wouldn't have to go. Sadly his prayers went unanswered, she remained quiet.

Omin opened the door, took a deep breath and went outside the room. The long hall way stretched out in front of him, all along the walls were paintings of pokemon similar to that of Merlot. Parallel to them were more doors, probably leading to the other rooms identical to him own. The lights were on as there were no windows for light, which reflected off the floor hitting Omins eyes.

As he past through, more and more pokemon were appearing. Some in a hurry, others calm and a lot with sad expressions. He continue walking though, ignoring them, he needn't upset them any more than they already were. He was good at doing that. For some reason, even without saying anything, pokemon just... didn't like him. Was it the smile? As Lilith would too often say it was. No it couldn't. Other trapinchs smile. They don't upset anyone. It was just him, it had to be, what else could it be?
It had always puzzled him, though at this point he was past caring. He needed to focus on his current task, finding anything to do.

He looked up sharply, not quick enough though to miss the approaching bunny pokemon heading his way. They collided and hit the floor hard. Omin found himself dazed. If he wasn't awake before, this certainly would wake him up now. As his vision cleared he saw in front of him a pink bunery. She rubbed her head and had a tear in her eye. Omin could tell it hurt her more than he, not surprising with how hard a trapinchs head can be. He got up and went up to her. Unfortunately, he couldn't offer her a hand up, though she didn't need one as she shot up straight away, looking a Omin.

He knew what was coming next, it happened all the time. Just one look and they'd run. He would have continued walking when, to his surprise, the bunery started apologising.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry”, she cried, flapping her arms about “Did I hurt you? Oh dear I did. Stupid, stupid”.
Omin didn't know what to make of this. He'd never experienced something like this before, clearly this girl was ill. Yes, she must have been one of the doctors patients. The bunery looked up at Omin, who was just starring at her in wonder.
“Don't look at me like that” she blushed. Blushed? Ok, this girl defiantly was strange. Omin had only ever seen Lilith blush and that was usually when she was sleeping. This girl was not sleeping or at least he thought so. “Oh wait”, she suddenly said “ your a guild member aren't you. You helped fight Sorbet. I knew it. Oh goody goody. See I need your help, A LOT of help. So will you help me, will you, please please please please, with a cherrim on top”.

At this point, the bunery was literally in Omins face. She was going red like she was holding her breath waiting for an answer. Omin considered it for a moment. He said he's do anything right?and this was anything. He sighed, and nodded. The bunery jumped around for a moment then stopped
and turned “My names Strawberry by the way, what’s yours?”.
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Hope I got strawberrys personality right. I looked at the wiki and it just said bashful so I just went with that :/
-------------------------------------------------------------------
First: [link]

Next:

previous:

Application: [link]

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Mission objectives:

MAIN MISSION
-Find Malt, estimate damages alongside him ()
-Clean the village ()
-Assist the construction workers in the fixing and building of structures ()

SIDE MISSIONS
1)- Fetch the ranchers from the castle (x)
-Till the new farmland near the village ()
-Help build new farm buildings ()