Rolled 2 (1d2)
>>5207136You’ve reached a clearing of trees using the Zoroark’s directions. Shaped vaguely like a ring, and relatively level, it seems to be an encampment of sorts, with small tents held up by sticks, and some food left out on picnic blankets around and between the trees. In the middle of the clearing is a single Pokémon. Tall, lanky, hunched over not unlike a Zoroark, but pale. White as a Ghost.
The Pokémon stands up as straight as it can, and its scrawny frame towers over most of you. White, red-tipped hair shakes off and away from its face, revealing sharp, wide, bright yellow eyes which seem to glow in the shade.
Its gaze cuts through your ranks and you feel put off by the odd, bright red markings on its body. Its eyes glow brighter for a moment, as if to signal something, and a small crowd of Zoroark forms around you, blocking your exit and trapping you in the ring.
It hunches down, preparing for a battle.
There is no way out, you are surrounded.
You face The White Zoroark.
(COMBAT BEGIN, 1 for LHG, 2 FOR ENEMY)
