On another note, why are people avoiding my fic? It's got a number of views but few reviews, so either people don't like it or it's not what they thought it'd be.
Is it because it doesn't focus and preen over Ash and Co? Or because it's kinda dark and too long in chapter length. Well, if you are reading this tell me what I'm doing wrong please…
Oh, I don't know….
Notes
"Talking"
((Psychic communication))
Thinking
'Phone calls'
Pokemon speech
The Dragon Homeland
Chapter three
"I'm not gonna get to see this Willie Wonker an' the Chocolate Factory film am I?" Lance was in the Hospital Wing of the Plateau looking at his cinema tickets, and he wasn't happy! What were irritating were the fact he was bed-ridden and that insane Nurse that just wouldn't leave him alone.
Mercury Aquan. This overly protective woman was Abby's mother and claimed she knew everything about the Masters. From when they'd got Chicken pox for the first time to what syrup they liked on their ice cream. Lance found her insufferable, but she was only doing her job and he would remain polite, even if she wouldn't give him any peace. Surly there were others that needed her.
Lorelei was sat in the chair next to his bed. She'd had a quick check-up to examine the baby. The pressure from the Karada System hadn't affected her or the baby too much, from time-to-time she would suffer a slight dizzy spell and they were told the baby might mellow down slightly. Mercury had asked them many times if they wanted to know the sex, but the two wanted a surprise.
"Not if you're in here as long as Vance was the last time this happened." She told him with a smile, glad he had finally taken his attention off her and their baby. He had been just as persistent with her as Mercury had been with him.
He clasped his hands together in his lap, "An' it was an Open Bar too…"
The Ice Master jumped in her seat and clasped the baby; Lance whipped his head to her. "Oh! The baby kicked again!"
"'Cause I said 'Open Bar'?" Before he could even attempt to get up the elder Aquan had shoved him back down roughly. "Geez!" He winced, as his wings were virtually bald of Dragondust and very sore. "Some way to treat ya patients…" His attention was drawn to his wife again as she giggled at him and Mercury. Lance leaned over to her once the doctor had her back turned, "…Open Bar"
"Oh!" The little boy or girl kicked again. "I think we have a little Footballer here." She patted her stomach.
"Maybe 'e can play for Blackthorn Cit'y. They could use a good Striker, or Mid field, or Goalie…" He trailed off while mentioning all the bad players on the team, which was all of them.
Lorelei shot him a look, "What makes you think it's a boy? It could very well be a girl too."
He paled, "What a boy and a girl? Two?"
"No! 'Too'. It could be just a girl." She saw him breathe a sigh of relief. "What? You wouldn't want two kids?"
Suddenly he was very wary. Hmmmm, what to say. Of course he'd like more than one child, just not at the same time! Stevens's trio could wreak havoc when they got worked up, and he was a single Father! He had to think carefully about his words.
"Well of course! I'd love that!" He sighed " Jus' don't think I could 'andle em… is all" Him and his brother had never had a real family. He, Vance and Clair were basically the sole survivors of the Tatsu race. The Team Rocket scandal years ago had wiped out what remained of the clan. That was when they had met Master Kravos. When the greatest Dragon Master in history had sacrificed himself for the Shrine. Agatha had found the three among the ruins of Takai Kabe and taken them to the lesser shrine of Blackthorn.
She had heard of the Karada Machine her Great Great Grandmother had taken from Tatsu to study secluded region, Agatha had decided to do the same. However when she'd got there the Takai Kabe had fallen and the region was in ruin, the Rocket flag flying high above the recent war zone. When she introduced the children to the Karada Machine it had accepted the three in an instant without a trial. The System needed the Dragondust to function and the three children were all it knew to still be alive. Lance and Vance had been three while Clair was two, and as such they couldn't feed the System the energy it needed. As a result they had to remain in the shrine constantly to fuel the machine when it's energy levels depleted. Which it did a lot.
Lance and Clair spent their free time with the local Dratini and Magikarp. Vance however suffered a blow to the head when he was five. He had been secretly watching his brother and cousin battle with a Magikarp and Horsea. Clair's baby Dragon had landed a hit to Lance's fish with such intense force the red Pokemon had flashed an even deeper red with anger and evolved right there on the tiny island. White with rage the sea Dragon had swished its body around and caught the three aspiring trainers and sent them into the depths of the lake.
The current Dragon Master, Len, had sent his trusted Dragons to save them, but when the three Dragonite emerged with only two Tatsu children he commanded the new Gyarados to retrieve the eldest twin. A horrifying short while later the Pokemon had returned the lost child back to land. Vance had been in hospital for five months after that, and he was never the same again. Lance had never seen that Gyarados again and took it upon himself to constantly watch his brother and keep him from trouble.
Still believing it was their fault Lance had risen to Dragon Master while Clair had helped herself to the position of Blackthorn Gym Leader. Vance had taken it upon himself to become a Doctor in the Pokemon Attack Unit, that way he was helping other people and he himself was under constant vigilance. After the Gyarados incident he vowed he would help people and never Pokemon. He had Pokephobia.
He sighed again "I guess I'll 'av to take lessons from Steven or summat…" Lorelei remained silent whist starting at him so he changed the subject. "We still 'aven't agreed on a name either."
Lorelei turned thoughtful. "Well I always liked Amy, but that's been taken… so, um…how about, for a girl Mia?"
"No"
"Amber?"
"Nope"
"Crystal?"
"Uh-uh"
"Summer?"
"Don't you know any normal names?"
The eight-month along woman huffed at his unintended insult to her taste. "What have you come up with then?" She said a little too sharply.
The Dragon Master fidgeted slightly under her gaze. Lugia is she emotional. Damn mood swings. He thought a little longer on the matter, "Well I always liked Ryuin for a boy an' for a girl; Ryuanna."
"Two Tatsu names…" Lorelei pondered. "Tell you what…" she said with a bright smile after another swing. Lance's frown went un-noticed, was he expected to keep up with these swings? "If it's a boy we'll call him Ryuin, and if it's a girl we'll call her Mia." She said with an air of finality.
"Right!" He agreed with a mock salute.
"I see you've finally decided on a name them." A voice said from their right.
Both the Masters glared, "Have you been eavesdropping on us, Will?" Lorelei shot.
The Psychic man shook his head. "Many a true thing can be learned from eaves." He said mysteriously, Lance and Lorelei continued to stare. The man sighed and gave up "No I wasn't. Mercury just let me out." He emphasized the point by tapping the bandage securely tapped around his head.
The bed-ridden trainer frowned, "So she let you escape?" Will and Lorelei chuckled at his dejected tone. "How did you do it? Bribe her?" Will shook his head, he wasn't telling.
"Come on William Ira Morag, tell us how you did it. Lancelot has done nothing but complain about being stuck here." Lance scowled at his wife.
"Don't you be calling me that too." He mumbled under his breath. Lancelot was all Mercury would call him and he didn't like it one bit. The others laughed.
The beautiful Elite Fourth stood at the head of the oak table as yet again another meeting had been called, she flipped her hair over her shoulder and when she had everyone's attention sat in Lance's Dragon adorned throne-like chair. Resting her hands on two carved Dragonair armrests she began.
"The word from Mercury is that Lance, Lorelei, Agatha and Will are in perfect health." The Masters surrounding the meeting table breathed a sigh of relief that their friends were safe, although Isaac kept sneaking glances at the dreadful machine behind him. "We're here to organize the situation. Those of you aligned with a Legendary I assure you your Bonded are safe and unharmed. Mr. Grammar's Espeon successfully short-circuited the System and sent them home." Everyone sighed with relief again.
"Um, I'd still like to know what happened to Abunai, please." Isaac murmured just loud enough to be heard. The Dark Master turned to him.
"Sorry Isaac, but only Agatha knows exactly what went on, none of us are in a position to tell you." She apologised he nodded.
Bruno punched the table this time more gently (Isaac jumped) and glared at the air in from of him "Well, would someone mind telling me what that thing in the System was!"
Various others nodded "Yeah, tell us Karen" Brendan spoke up. "We've been with the System for a few years now. How come no one said anything?"
The woman sighed and ran her hand through her hair, "Well I'm not entirely sure myself, but from what the Tatsu have said it was once their God. An Ancient Legendary with such intense power it was cast out of the Legendary order. Apparently it was too ambitious and evolved far too quickly to be normal, the thing just wasn't safe."
"Do we have a name?" Flannery asked.
"Ah, well no. The subject is taboo and those few who do know something won't talk about it, kinda like the Abunai incident. People just don't want to think about it. I guess we'll just have to ask Vance. Lance said he knows more that him and Clair put together, being older an' all."
May whistled lightly "Well what ever it is I bet being aligned with it would get me the seat of Supreme Fifth of Hoenn and Kanto."
Steven rolled his eyes, "Honestly May, don't you think about anything else?"
" But Vance won't come here." Bruno said trying to revert the conversation back to the Legendary, "The Plateau is teeming with Pokemon, he'll just faint. Or run."
May laughed, " More like die."
"Anyway, we also have to make accommodations for Mr Grammar and Miss Miru." Karen interrupted before the two Masters lost the plot. "That was a nice gesture you made Steven, but unlike Ever Grande we are soon to host the Indigo League. We have trainers, breeders and other such people running wild around the city and Plateau alike." Karen explained purposely ignoring the Vance conversation.
"Aw come on!" Flannery whooped. "This place is huuuge! Surly there's one room still available somewhere."
Karen shook her head, "At least not in the Masters Quarters, we're all booked up." She smiled slyly "People were willing to pay a lot of credits for those rooms, we made a fortune."
Abby lulled it over a while, "Well either those two will share a room with either of us or we'll have to share a room with someone else and leave them to it."
"The most powerful trainers in the world and we're discussing living accommodations…"
Bruno elbowed Tea and received a dark scowl in return; "Quiet or Karen'll hear ya." The ex-Elite whispered as best as possible. "An' ya don't want her on ya bad side." Tea rolled his eyes.
No one spoke for a long while and eventually The Elite Fourth slammed her head into the chairs headrest and sighed violently. "Fine! I'll take care of it! Meeting adorned." No sooner had these words left her mouth had everyone vanished from the room leaving only the door slightly ajar.
The two single Masters in the whole Orre region sat waiting patiently for their ride to arrive. Every now and then one of them would glance up at the sky for any sign of a League helicopter, still nothing and it was ten minuets late already. Wes had always prided himself on punctuality, and this small matter wasn't sweetening his taste of any League.
"Oh look Wes!"
He glanced at his partner lazily, "Wha' are they here?"
The girl shook her head but still pointed to the sky," That cloud looks like a Larvitar." He sighed.
"And that one," he pointed to the left of the Larvitar cloud, "looks like a Celebi."
"So how are the taintless couple today? What schemes are you planning to unleash unto these innocent Leaguers?" A deep yet easily recognizable voice asked. In the next millisecond the boy aligned with the three Legendary Dogs was on his feet and snarling in the direction of resentful blood red eyes. The tall man glaring down at them narrowed his menacing eyes to slits and spoke in his rich handsome voice again. "Come now Wesley, you can tell me." The man glared harder and continued; "After all we are not strangers, and I do enjoy a tad bit of gossip when confined in my cell. My neighbors can be an awful bore."
"Do. Not. Talk. To. Us. Nascour." Wes dug the toe of his boot into the ground while speaking each word with venom.
Nascour heaved a disappointed sigh, "I had hoped we could have gotten over the past, but alas I seem to have been mistaken once again."
"Give it up! Your bloody noble man routine doesn't work on us!" Wes spat.
The former Cipher executive shook his head sadly, waving purple hair. "Now now Mr. Wesley, there is no need to resort to violence when I myself will not sink to that level." Wes growled loudly.
Rui came from behind her partner to address their old enemy, "What exactly are you doing here? Sherles should have locked you up!"
"And thrown away the key" Wes mumbled just loud enough.
The older man smiled, "Oh no need to worry Miss, I'm far from free. As you can see-" He indicated his blue one-piece outfit. " I'm currently employed in this community service act."
"Well nice talkin' to ya but we have a ride to catch" The Snagger replied in the nicest tone he could muster, "Come on Rui." An official Indigo League helicopter had landing in the Battle Square whilst the three had be talking.
Nascour made a move towards them, "So I assume you little children are taking a small vacation with the foreigners. Honestly Wesley, how can you trust them? What job have they offered you?" The criminal chuckled, "Are you their new Lapdog? How sad."
Rui scowled at the taller man; "I'll have you know, we're friends with the League! We're no ones 'Lapdog'!"
"Hmmmm, really." Nascour's controlled cold front continued as he switched his sight to the pretty young girl only several feet away. "Well tell me this Miss. Would these 'friends' of yours really want anything to do with either of you if not for your Affinity? Can you tell me that these Outlanders would willingly help you should push come to shove?"
Wes halted mid-step towards the helicopter and turned slowly back to the man, "How would you know of any Affinity?" He questioned carefully.
"Why I know my fair share, I have many sources all over the Regions and I'm most certainly sure I have plenty more information than this League. Lance or Steven, I'm betting I could out match them in battle and intellect any day."
Wes smiled sarcastically and crossed his arms, "My, aren't we a brag" he smiled more. " You really shouldn't make wagers you can't later keep."
The convict remained collected after the invisible insult, "Wesley!" He mocked hurt, hand over heart "Are we defending the Outlanders now? How touching."
"Stop calling them Outlanders" Rui said, Wes waved her to the helicopter.
"I was merely suggesting your battle skills and intellect are rather, how would you say? Non-existent."
The next moment before Nascour was even within a meter of Wes a crushing wind had set in and hurtled the aggressing man through the air. A cloudy vision of a sky blue, white diamond spotted dog with its magnificent purple mane flowing in a now progressing wind stood proud over Wes. As the North wind was graduating pressure it began to tear down the surrounding buildings with unbelievable ease, any lose object within the Pyrite area was lost to the sky.
Wes turned from the man to the helicopter as the wind began to carry it away; he ran his hand through the vision of the North Wind wisps of mist trailing after the movement and leapt for Rui as their ride took off.
Two hours after being released from the hospital wing Lance, Agatha and Will were examining the Machine. They had called Clair from her vacation to help them, and Lance had missed his film.
"So we have to get Vance somehow…"
Lance scoffed "I can't think of anything he'd not do t' avoid this Machine."
"Maybe we could lie." Will was scanning the headset for any indications that the Legendary was still relatively near this end of the System.
The Champion shook his head, "He may be a little out-of-it but he ain't stupid." Them going to him would be the logical answer, but the Indigo tournament was a mere six days away and a missing Master would raise eyebrows. The League wouldn't trust just anybody with a task concerning the Karada System so all the business of the League and System fell on the Masters.
Will thought a while longer "Well, I could try to persuade him to come here. Y'know give his mind a little tune up and push in the right direction." He suggested.
The Ghost Master glanced at him from her book, "I somehow doubt Mr. Anson would allow you within the mere presence of him, let alone allow you to touch him, William."
The last time the Masters had attempted to gain information from Lance's brother they had used Will's highly advanced Psychic powers. The Elite First had connected to Vance's mind wave and left subtle commands that the Tatsuian should help with the Karada System. Clair and Lance often over did it when the System fed off of them and as such the whole System would shutdown due to lack of energy when the two blacked out.
The League tried to avoid this as much as possible as it would cause immense discomfort to the Legendaries living within the System, and not only that but it would put either Lance or Clair out of action for a short period of time. They had to be careful as to how much strain they put their bodies and wings through or they could easily slip into a short coma. It hadn't happened, but what they got from Agatha's Great Great Grandmothers log it often happened to the Tatsuians maintaing the System. Death was the eventual result from pushing too hard.
Anyway, since Vance had Pokephobia he was all too much aware of the fact that each Master had a roaster of at least six professional battle creatures as well as a Legendary each. He vainly tried to fight off any connection to Pokemon, but alas being the twin brother of a Pokemon Champion often put him in the limelight no matter how much he hated it. He accused Will of invading personal space and controlling his mind and as such the rumors of William Ira Morag began.
Will snapped his fingers together and announced his new idea; "We have this new couple do it!"
"Wha'? You mean Wes an Rui?" Lance asked with a tilt of his head. He tended to do that when listening or intrigued.
"Agatha, do you think that would work?"
The old woman scratched her chin in thought, "I suppose it's worth a try. Mr.Anson has neither seen nor heard of the Masters in Orre..."
The younger Anson turned to Agatha, "Tha' migh' jus work. But we 'av to think of a way they can get the information we need without raisin' suspicion. As I said Vance is quite smart with his medication." Lance said.
"We can leave the details and tactics to Tea," the Psychic smiled. " The Master tactician. I bet he could get information out of anyone. Even Johnny Tightlips." The others nodded.
Agatha made her way to the Machine and turned her questioning gaze to Will, "Do you sense the creature near William?"
The masked man shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid it has passed by my boundaries." He looked down at the Karada Machine; "It's like it can teleport from area to area. I just can't keep up with it and neither can the System."
"Well it is part Psychic." The Psychic and Ghost Masters turned to Lance sharply, he jumped slightly. "What? It is!" The two continued to stare so he continued, "It's part Dragon and Psychic… I think."
Agatha edged nearer to him, "How do you know that?"
The Dragon Master looked slightly disappointed by the question "Well I am the Dragon Master an' a Tatsu descendent, I can sense these things."
"Why haven't you told us before now?" Agatha demanded with a strict tone.
"I did, I told you last spring. You said you'd announce a meetin' while Clair and I were at the Blackthorn City finals."
A look of recognition passed over the elderly woman's face as she heaved a disappointed sigh at herself. "Right, right. I remember now." She leaned heavily on her cane; "Yes it was soon after William had contacted Vance. Sorry" Her voice contained a mix of disappointment, regret and tiredness. Lance and Will eyed her with concern.
"Are you ok Agatha? Do you need to sit down perhaps?" Will asked gently coming to stand behind her.
The ex-Elite shook her head and regained her posture, "I do believe I may be getting on in years. I am far too old for this."
Will scrunched up his face and Lance snorted, "I really don't think so Agatha. You crushed tha' Rocket Spy an' 'is Pokemon in mere seconds." Once, after hearing of an intrusion in the Elite common room Lorelei and Karen had found the woman holding a Rocket spy at cane-point, Gengar at her side.
Will laughed and moved next to Lance, "And you aren't even old in Dragon years. You'd still be a hatchling."
Agatha smiled at the two boys, "Well I may be getting on, but someone needs to be responsible around here." She chided gently and wandered out the door. The two men watched her turn the corner and followed soon after.
The Dragon Master's office was huge in comparison to the Elite's. Elaborately decorated with dragons, one could easily tell this was a Dragon lovers habitat with just their first glance. Covering every wall and shelf and hiding in every corner were carvings, paintings and sculptures of dragons. On the desk were Dragonair bookstands, a Dragonite themed chess set, even a Charizard lighter and a Dragon Ball here and there too.
The Dragon Ball was a new type of Pokeball specifically designed to make the capture of Dragons easier. The ball itself sported an ivy green top with two fang shaped white marks adorned on either side, the bottom was the typical white the Silph Co marketed. Both Lance and Clair had been given a set of ten prototypes to test, even though the two of them greatly disliked the idea of many trainers capturing that many dragons. They were nearly extinct anyway. The Dragon Type was the next predicted species to disappear from existence thanks to poachers.
The man himself was sat in his Dragon throne-chair behind his desk and rocking himself to-and-fro as he listened to the people seated opposite him. His most loyal Pokemon, Pepper the Dragonite, had his head on the desk also listing to the others in the room. The dragon had an amazing sense of hearing to make up for its blindness. It didn't particularly bother either Pokemon or Trainer, it just meant that Lance had to tell Pepper every little thing in battle.
Now Lance was fiddling with the Charizard lighter, flick the headforwardand the tail would light up with a flame. He loved it; Agatha had got it for him when he had first become Pokemon Champion of Johto.
The conversation between the Orre representatives, he had assumed they were representatives anyway, and Agatha was drawing to a close now. He'd been the submissive trainer while they conversed; he didn't know anything about Orre other than the fact it was riddled with Desert Zigoons. Good job he had Agatha, she seemed to be on top of everything.
" Now, we all trust you. We also dearly hope you can acquire the desired information." He did wish, however, given the fact she was an incredibly intelligent woman that she wouldn't use such proper words. Sometimes it did slightly confuse him when he tried to convert English into Tatsuian to understand.
The girl with orange pigtails nodded. "We'll do it. How hard can it be?"
"Be careful, though." Lance spoke for first time since they had come into his office. "Vance can get quite violen' if 'e thinks you are gonna 'urt 'im."
Agatha nodded in agreement. "I'm afraid you will also have to leave your Pokemon with us, dears." Wes shot a distrustful look at Agatha and a suspicious look at Lance.
The Dragon Master caught on to his train of thought and laughed lightly. " Don' worry Mr Grammar. I don' want your Pokemon, and neither does anybody else in the Plateau. We play by the rules 'ere."
"Well, what is all this about Giovvani then? Apparently he doesn't play by the rules."
Agatha and Lance winced. "Please refrain from mentioning that name Mr Grammar. Abunai he is called around these parts. You should avoid saying his given name at all costs, or you will find yourself in trouble" The Ghost Master advised of him. "And you are correct, the man never did play by the rules. But it is of no importance at the present time."
"He 'as left us." Lance said. "But you will 'av to leave your Pokemon behind. My brother 'as Pokephobia an 'e'll panic if 'e sees any Pokemon whatsoever. It's for your own safety." The two teens nodded and Wes passed his Pokemon over after some hesitation.
"Well, you have your objectives. We will call you a taxi so as to quell suspicion; you are headed to Saffron City. Good luck."
"Oh, we don't need luck." Rui replied with an air of confidence on their way out.
Agatha gave a hearty laugh. "Good! I know you have all the skill you need"
Lance held up Wes' Pokeballs. "These'll be in the pasture when you come back. They'll love it." God knows a little green would do them wonders.
When the two Orre Masters had left with their guide Agatha turned back to Lance and shifted her weight on her cane to stand. " Now, a meeting Lance. In the Karada room."
He sighed with exhaustion and held his head in his palms with his elbows resting on the desk, he'd only just got settled when Wes and Rui had arrived. Now he had to get up again? Being a Master was hard work.
Sat, once again, at the large oak desk in the basement of the Plateau were Agatha, Lance, Will, Steven, Clair and May. The other Masters were either away from the Plateau or just couldn't be found. Many of them liked to hide in the most unusual places just avoid the eyes of the paparazzi and fans alike. The old Ghost Master preferred to linger on the roof of the building to watch the skys, whereas Lance liked to remain in the basement but not near the Karada Machine, he didn't like feeling he got from it when he was alone. No, he liked his little get-away where he would paint and relax. Lorelei often wandered off to the falls a short walk away from the Plateau, said it was 'nice and refreshing', however now she was pregnant Lance wouldn't let her go anywhere alone. Will was often found up a tree and playing his harmonica whilst observing the people and Pokemon that passed him.
None of them liked the cramped and stuffy meeting room, much less the Karada meeting room.
"Mr Grammar and Miss Miru have left to confront Mr Anson and retrieve the required information we seek. But, Lance, Clair, would you mind telling us just exactly what you know about Tatsu." It wasn't a question but a gentle order.
The Dragon Master leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms behind his head while Clair drew forward to lean on the desk. "From wha' we know, which we do admit is very little, there were four main coun'ries in the Tatsu region." Clair started.
Death everywhere. No escape. Have to be punished. Have to accept your Destiny. Must fight forward. Must win.
"An' each coun'ry 'ad an 'Elemental Dragon' to call their own."
Four shadowed creatures trampled all underfoot. Nothing was left standing in their wake. Nothing was left alive, had the world abandoned them? Why had their God decided to punish them?
"Waterstep, Gaia Villa, Breezecut and Firewood. The Elemental Dragons of Water, Earth, Wind and Fire had taken up house in each coun'ry."
"However, our Tatsu ancestors had designed and constructed the Karada System for a purpose still hidden to us. They had used the information gathered from the elements and our God was born from what they had discovered."
Vicious clawed hands scraped against its confines. Eyes dilated and searching. It had to be here. They had to be here, somewhere.
"Not only did they create a God but four minions. The Elemental Dragons of Ice, Lightning, Plant and Explosion."
"Now they had power, wealth and knowledge. Apparently that was their downfall…" Lance trailed off, finished.
May scratched her head slightly. "Now that was confusing. Is that it?" Both the Tatsu descendants nodded at her.
"Yes I agree, it was very confusing to say the least." Steven sighed. "Hopefully this Orre couple can get Vance to explain in more depth."
"We shall see. Nonetheless, we will eventually gain the information we need from Mr Anson whether it be peacefully or not." Agatha stated as a matter of fact as she left to process the information. The other followed her lead out the door but not without troubled expressions.
Notes
Pokephobia - A fear of all Pokemon.
P.A.U – Pokemon Attack Unit
Desert Zigoons – Outlaws living in the barren land of Orre and Hoenn.
A/N: Just to classify a pure blood Tatsuian can live for centuries like a Dragon. Neither Lance, Vance nor Clair are complete purebloods. Among their family line their gene pool had human DNA present.
The way the three talk is based from the area I live in. East Yorkshire, England. So basically, we tend to cut out the letters 'h' and 't' when we talk. If the 'h' is the first letter in a word they skip it, and if the letter 't' is at the end of a word they also ignore it.
For example: HELLO would be said by them as 'ELLO
In the word HAT the 't' would be replaced with a 'uh' HA'UH.
Just giving you a better idea of their accent and how they pronounce things. It isn't important, but it does add an edge the their characters.
Was it really Master Len in the Dragon Shrine in Blackthorn? I don't remember, Len or Ken or something like that.
And now that everyone is in the same place the plot can deepen.