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It didn't take long to reach Tao village. Just down a stone path and there it was. Omin was glad it wasn't too far; he didn't want to spend any more wasted energy like he had done. He had helped Strawberry out with clearing the ranch just to be told it was pointless. Though the construction workers did have a lot of wood to reuse, so Strawberry stayed behind to meet them while Omin went with Malt to the village.

Malt had chattered most of the way there; a lot of it was about how big the village was going to be and something about their Guild leader. Omin never did pay attention to detail. He was going somewhere to do one thing or another, that's was it. Then hopefully he could go home and sleep. He pondered for a moment thinking of Lilith, wondering how she was doing. Though the thought soon passed as Malt spoke.

“I never got to ask did I? Your one of the teams that distracted Sorbet weren't you?” Omin nodded, remembering the dragon. “I thought so. Team Fearious right? Sorry to say that's about as much as I remember so I don't know your name. I should check the documents on the Guild members more since I’m now one of their leaders”. Malt chucked slightly rubbing the back of her neck. So she was one of the Merchant's in control, along with the green one. '3 eyes' as Lilith called him. Omin realised he never did meet the other Leaders, even though he had been working under them. He was sure he’d find them today though; practically everyone was helping with the village, so they couldn’t be too far away.

As Malt halted to a sudden stop, she smiled with delight, for ahead of them was the Merchant Guild hut. It had lost its appeal though. Half of the upper floors had been damaged and where there was once a small window, laid a huge hole. Last time Omin was here he remembered it being much more……complete. It was a shame to see it so changed, and in just one night too, though everywhere was more or less like this. Malt seemed unphased by it though; she walked straight up to the doorway (What once there was a door) and walked into the building. Before she disappeared, she signalled to Omin the ‘stay there’ then continued walking inside.

Omin sat down, expecting another long wait, but instead he heard shouting coming from where Malt had entered and in no time at all a black reptilian pokemon came storming out. It was hard to tell of the gender till it spoke. Well yelled. From the sounds of it, female, but she looked ill and withered like that of an old man.
“NO! Absolutely not”, the chameleon whaled, arms flinging in the air. “I told you we didn’t need any help with money handling”. Malt soon followed out the Merchant hut. She stuttered for a time until she was rudely interrupted. “I can’t just have anyone handling my money, MY money Malt. We need that for the village and I don’t want to see some two timing, two faced arse of a pokemon run off with it”.

Malt gave a huge sigh, and calmed her tone before speaking to the angered lizard. Upsetting her again would be most unwise. “I just need someone to estimate the damage costs for me. They’re not going to touch any of the money left, and I think if I had the help, I could get things don’t twice as fast. Please Pk, just this once”.
The dull pokemon, Pk, folded her arm. She knew Malt was right. More free time meant her village would be rebuilt quicker and as long as this someone didn’t touch her money, then where was the Even though Pk hadn’t been herself lately, she still had her sense of thought and if it could be explained to her liking, then small deeds such as this could be persuaded out of her.

They began walking towards where Omin was sat and he looked up just as Pk came striding up to him with a glare. “This the one, Malt?” Malt nodded. Pk coiled her tail again, her eyes narrowing further. This was getting rather uncomfortable for the trapinch, especially since she was talking so rudely to him. He had never seen or known a pokemon like her but considering the way she was talking to Malt, she must have some authority. No one should be able to talk to a Guild leader like that, unless she was one. That’s it! She has to be the other Merchants Guild leader. Though if Omin was working under her, he found himself to be a little disappointed.

“What has he told you?” Pk spoke, though Omin was unsure to whom. “Hello? What has he told you?” There she went again. She was looking directly at him but no ‘he’ had asked him anything. “AARRGGG! What has Malt told you!?”

Malt? But Malt is female, unless Omin heard wrong, no he defiantly heard ‘him’. He tilted his head slightly to see Malt behind. He scanned his eyes but……….no defiantly nothing there. This kecleon was clearly confused. It’s nice to know a confused pokemon such as she, could be running the Guild. Omin smiled to himself a little. He found the whole situation rather funny; however Pk did not find it amusing in the slightest.

“Great Malt you brought a deaf, mute pokemon to help you with estimation. How is he going to help you if he can’t even speak. You really couldn’t have picked a better pokemon for the job”. Pk clenched her fist and turned almost red. She was annoyed and poor Malt, who stood there unable to get a word in, watch as Pk stormed off. She muttered to herself as she did though. It was too hard to make out; only a few words could be heard.
Pk then stopped dead in her tracks. Her hands unclenched and her colour no longer red. She seemed to be lightly chuckling to herself and as she turned her head around, body unnaturally still, she smiled. This smile was off putting and she was directly staring at Omin. This is not good he thought as Pk opened her mouth slightly.
“I know what you can do for me trapinch”, she spoke eerily, “Something really useful indeed”.
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I've got all of the parts drawn, just need to write the damn thing . Also please remember I know I put Malt as a she
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Mission objectives:

MAIN MISSION
-Find Malt, estimate damages alongside him (fail)
-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, well clean (x)
-Help build new farm buildings (fail)

Description
It didn't take long to reach Tao village. Just down a stone path and there it was. Omin was glad it wasn't too far; he didn't want to spend any more wasted energy like he had done. He had helped Strawberry out with clearing the ranch just to be told it was pointless. Though the construction workers did have a lot of wood to reuse, so Strawberry stayed behind to meet them while Omin went with Malt to the village.

Malt had chattered most of the way there; a lot of it was about how big the village was going to be and something about their Guild leader. Omin never did pay attention to detail. He was going somewhere to do one thing or another, that's was it. Then hopefully he could go home and sleep. He pondered for a moment thinking of Lilith, wondering how she was doing. Though the thought soon passed as Malt spoke.

“I never got to ask did I? Your one of the teams that distracted Sorbet weren't you?” Omin nodded, remembering the dragon. “I thought so. Team Fearious right? Sorry to say that's about as much as I remember so I don't know your name. I should check the documents on the Guild members more since I’m now one of their leaders”. Malt chucked slightly rubbing the back of her neck. So she was one of the Merchant's in control, along with the green one. '3 eyes' as Lilith called him. Omin realised he never did meet the other Leaders, even though he had been working under them. He was sure he’d find them today though; practically everyone was helping with the village, so they couldn’t be too far away.

As Malt halted to a sudden stop, she smiled with delight, for ahead of them was the Merchant Guild hut. It had lost its appeal though. Half of the upper floors had been damaged and where there was once a small window, laid a huge hole. Last time Omin was here he remembered it being much more……complete. It was a shame to see it so changed, and in just one night too, though everywhere was more or less like this. Malt seemed unphased by it though; she walked straight up to the doorway (What once there was a door) and walked into the building. Before she disappeared, she signalled to Omin the ‘stay there’ then continued walking inside.

Omin sat down, expecting another long wait, but instead he heard shouting coming from where Malt had entered and in no time at all a black reptilian pokemon came storming out. It was hard to tell of the gender till it spoke. Well yelled. From the sounds of it, female, but she looked ill and withered like that of an old man.
“NO! Absolutely not”, the chameleon whaled, arms flinging in the air. “I told you we didn’t need any help with money handling”. Malt soon followed out the Merchant hut. She stuttered for a time until she was rudely interrupted. “I can’t just have anyone handling my money, MY money Malt. We need that for the village and I don’t want to see some two timing, two faced arse of a pokemon run off with it”.

Malt gave a huge sigh, and calmed her tone before speaking to the angered lizard. Upsetting her again would be most unwise. “I just need someone to estimate the damage costs for me. They’re not going to touch any of the money left, and I think if I had the help, I could get things don’t twice as fast. Please Pk, just this once”.
The dull pokemon, Pk, folded her arm. She knew Malt was right. More free time meant her village would be rebuilt quicker and as long as this someone didn’t touch her money, then where was the Even though Pk hadn’t been herself lately, she still had her sense of thought and if it could be explained to her liking, then small deeds such as this could be persuaded out of her.

They began walking towards where Omin was sat and he looked up just as Pk came striding up to him with a glare. “This the one, Malt?” Malt nodded. Pk coiled her tail again, her eyes narrowing further. This was getting rather uncomfortable for the trapinch, especially since she was talking so rudely to him. He had never seen or known a pokemon like her but considering the way she was talking to Malt, she must have some authority. No one should be able to talk to a Guild leader like that, unless she was one. That’s it! She has to be the other Merchants Guild leader. Though if Omin was working under her, he found himself to be a little disappointed.

“What has he told you?” Pk spoke, though Omin was unsure to whom. “Hello? What has he told you?” There she went again. She was looking directly at him but no ‘he’ had asked him anything. “AARRGGG! What has Malt told you!?”

Malt? But Malt is female, unless Omin heard wrong, no he defiantly heard ‘him’. He tilted his head slightly to see Malt behind. He scanned his eyes but……….no defiantly nothing there. This kecleon was clearly confused. It’s nice to know a confused pokemon such as she, could be running the Guild. Omin smiled to himself a little. He found the whole situation rather funny; however Pk did not find it amusing in the slightest.

“Great Malt you brought a deaf, mute pokemon to help you with estimation. How is he going to help you if he can’t even speak. You really couldn’t have picked a better pokemon for the job”. Pk clenched her fist and turned almost red. She was annoyed and poor Malt, who stood there unable to get a word in, watch as Pk stormed off. She muttered to herself as she did though. It was too hard to make out; only a few words could be heard.
Pk then stopped dead in her tracks. Her hands unclenched and her colour no longer red. She seemed to be lightly chuckling to herself and as she turned her head around, body unnaturally still, she smiled. This smile was off putting and she was directly staring at Omin. This is not good he thought as Pk opened her mouth slightly.
“I know what you can do for me trapinch”, she spoke eerily, “Something really useful indeed”.
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I've got all of the parts drawn, just need to write the damn thing . Also please remember I know I put Malt as a she
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First: [link]

Next:

previous:

Application: [link]

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

Mission objectives:

MAIN MISSION
-Find Malt, estimate damages alongside him (fail)
-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, well clean (x)
-Help build new farm buildings (fail)