Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180329010330/@comment-26120744-20180329161040

Scaramouche entered Trunback Cave and, after half an hour of going deeper, found its deepest point, the center of which was a gaping hole leading down into infinite darkness.

“Wakey wakey!” He called down.

A massive dragon made out of a pitch black fluid/has rose from the hole and stared down at the Spiritomb with red, gleaming eyes.

You have summoned the Great Wyrm of Darkness for what purpose?

“Get this, boss: the Kalos Region, in it’s entirety, just got glassed!”

The dragon’s eyes widened.

''.... which of the Powers is at work here I wonder? My brothers? The Dark Prism? The Old Fool himself? It matters not, the reality is the same: great forces are at work, and we must take advantage.''

The Dragon flared at the ground and the Griseous Orb materialized.

''Take this. Go to Kalos. Find who or what caused the destruction, and offer the Orb as a gift of alliance. If we can turn this new destroyer into an ally of our cause... oh, the thought is simply delicious. Now go!''

The Dragon melted back into the Pit, and Scaramouche crawled off, Orb in hand - or, possession.