-accept a room with them anyways? Ya know they might start counting on you for… whatever they do.”
He shook his head.
“Well if ya wanna take a look around my guild, ya can. It ain’t too far away from here anyways.
Though it really depends how fast ya can fly.”
“…The Rising Volt… Tacklers? That sure is a… name. Doesn’t really paint a picture of what they’d do though.
Rising… Volt… Tacklers. That’s a mouthful.”
He would rub the side of his neck with confusion.
“Well if you’re the loner ya keep claiming you are, why’d ya-
I’m Not really. ❞
Sighing as he looks down at his feet, kicking the dirt around gently with the tip of his boot.
❝ I would visit the guild to see how he’s like and in return, I can help with something. You explore the sky right…? I can fly. Maybe something with that. ❞
-years now, I know ‘em inside and out.
The alternative is going to my guild and talking to him directly but…”
His eyes narrowed down.
“You’ve made yourself pretty clear on how you feel about guilds.”
“…You can ditch the act already, lad. If it was just ‘cool’ you wouldn’t have had your voice trail off like that.”
He looked off into the distance, as some wind blew around them.
“You wanna at *least* know a little bit more about ‘em? I’ve worked with that Zangoose for-
similar. I… ❞
He had some thoughts in his head. About the guild in general and the people. No… no he has to stick to stuff alone. Shaking his head side to side.
❝︎ It’s cool, I suppose. ❞
-volcanic island. Didn’t see another Pokémon until I came a seafarer.”
Finally… He found a picture of him.
“Right, here we go.
This is Clover, one of my top men like I mentioned.
Shiny Zangoose, like you. Real smart type, made that eyepiece gadget he’s wearing.”
“I don’t even remember offerin’ ya a position.”
He started to flip through his filled journal, looking for any picture he had of the guy.
“Clover… Where the hell did I put ya in here.”
Looking over at the Zangoose.
“Eh, grew up in a whole community of Garchomp. Out on some-
“…Yeah. There’s a few of them there.
Some are new recruits, others are more veteran members who’ve been with the guild awhile.
That shiny one I mentioned is actually one of my top men. I can show ya a picture if ya want.”
He dug around in his big coat and pulled out a small-
-I get it, every Pokémon is different, and you’re a lone Lycanroc so to speak.”
His voice was stern, but not in a- aggressive type of way.
“To answer your question though… Yes, considering the fact we take more dangerous jobs which pay more, my guild does make a lot.”
“Lad, I run a guild that’s filled with hundreds of Pokémon, which *also* includes some Zangoose.
One of which is a shiny, just like you, Mr. Sapphire Eyes.”
He poked the chest of the Zangoose.
Don’t try and tell me Pokémon don’t like to work together just ‘cause you don’t.-
so he’s always willing to do it, alongside other jobs most wouldn’t dare do.
❝ Even then, prefer them to be away from me while I handle stuff alone. ❞
Sapphire eyes gazed up at Mako.
❝︎ I will ask though, do guilds make alot? Specifically yours? ❞
“Oh, really? Well good for you then. It’s always nice to see new guilds popping up.
‘Specially one modeled after Wigglytuff’s. They’ve always been a model guild. Been trying to keep good relations with them, honestly.”
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❛ retired . When I became a
kingambit,i dedicated my
retirement into building a
guild of my own 𝄖 an homage
to wigglytuff . Their trust in me
shaped my very knightly nature . ❜
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“Not sure what’s there to wonder. I mean Pokémon naturally work well in teams.
Guilds give that type of community that lets Pokémon worth together. Plus… Earning renown in a guild usually makes you pretty famous.”
He folded his arms.
“The guild I run is all about more-
like assassinations. Also little stuff like fixing someone’s door was one. ❞
Rubbing his two fingers together.
❝ If they pay me a pretty penny I don’t care what the job is. I’m only in it for the money. ❞
-dangerous type of rescues. Ya know, places with strong Pokémon or a hostile environment.
We cover land, sea, and sky. Ain’t no place we shy away from.”
The shark gave a shrug to Villard’s job description… Nothing too surprising when it came to a merc.
“Eh… I won’t hold-