"Of course they can do that," Kimmuriel mutters, seeming almost resigned. Sure, why not. It's not like he didn't leave behind creatures who were rumored to have done that anyway.

The Gligar trills, poking her head out from under Kimmuriel's ponytail. She seems amenable enough to clamber down onto his arm to inspect this New Friend.

"She insists on using me as a perch, yes," he says, his tone dry. Maybe if he ignores the joke it will leave. "Despite her insectoid features, she seems more batlike than anything, which leaves me somewhat curious as to the potential taxonomy of such a creature." Not that he thinks taxonomy is much of anything here. Even magical creatures on Toril have some kind of origin, but he doubts very much that these Pokemon came into being because 'a wizard did it'.