(Aisha: Tall Grass, Roll 29)<br/><br/>The grass stalks rose higher and higher each step as Aisha waded into the grass until the stalks rose above her waist. The grass showed signs of activity, tiny trails cutting through it, stalks that had been toppled and small clearing of trampled grass where a struggle had occurred. Nearby there was a rustling, but whatever Pokemon may have been the cause of it must have slipped away just before being discovered. Even with a roving Charmander, the grass seemed intent on keeping its secrets concealed. And for the moment, it was succeeding. Even so, there perpetuated the sense that Pokemon were lurking nearby, watching... and waiting.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>