Library (?!) [While people are innocently minding their own business and trying to read in the library, Keith likewise has a book in his hands about the legendary pokemon of the Galar region. His two pokemon, a Dragapult and Haunter, are busy chasing around two tiny Dreepy. But of course, when that stops being entertaining for them, they take it upon themselves to hide intangibly in the bookshelves to spook people passing by.
Spotting this, Keith gets up:]
Knock it off, guys--
[But in his haste to make his way over quickly, he elbows a marble bust of a prominent Galarian figure which seems to cause one of the bookshelves to swivel and reveal a space big enough for two people to squeeze through.]
Woah....
Dungeons [Because of course Keith wasn't going to stay out of the restricted areas of the castle.As soon as he's managed to ditch the sparse security, he's jumping right over a rope cordoning off an abandoned stairwell. Unlike the areas that've been renovated, the air in here is colder and mustier, as if all the joy has been drained from the area. But that's impossible right?
Just as impossible as the faint sobbing noise that seems to be coming from down stairs.]
Hello?
[His voice echoes down the stairs, but there is no answer.]
Is someone down there? Do you need help?
[No reply still. But Keith's not exactly deterred here. Knife in hand, he starts heading down, comfortably oblivious to the fact that maybe it is him that will need help.]
Keith / OTA
[While people are innocently minding their own business and trying to read in the library, Keith likewise has a book in his hands about the legendary pokemon of the Galar region. His two pokemon, a Dragapult and Haunter, are busy chasing around two tiny Dreepy. But of course, when that stops being entertaining for them, they take it upon themselves to hide intangibly in the bookshelves to spook people passing by.
Spotting this, Keith gets up:]
Knock it off, guys--
[But in his haste to make his way over quickly, he elbows a marble bust of a prominent Galarian figure which seems to cause one of the bookshelves to swivel and reveal a space big enough for two people to squeeze through.]
Woah....
Dungeons
[Because of course Keith wasn't going to stay out of the restricted areas of the castle.As soon as he's managed to ditch the sparse security, he's jumping right over a rope cordoning off an abandoned stairwell. Unlike the areas that've been renovated, the air in here is colder and mustier, as if all the joy has been drained from the area. But that's impossible right?
Just as impossible as the faint sobbing noise that seems to be coming from down stairs.]
Hello?
[His voice echoes down the stairs, but there is no answer.]
Is someone down there? Do you need help?
[No reply still. But Keith's not exactly deterred here. Knife in hand, he starts heading down, comfortably oblivious to the fact that maybe it is him that will need help.]