<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/XYpwzsx.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devlin Reeves<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell Forest<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gene, Nincada, Maximus, Evelyn, Jessica, Open<br/><strong>Info:</strong>Is Devlin Speech<br/><hr/><br/>Well the travel seemed to go as easily as it could, even with the eerie almost Lavender Town vibe of the fog that was around them. He half expected a ghost pokemon to burst out and go 'ooga booga' and terrify the ever living fuck out of all of them. He lit up a smoke and started to walk after the group, his gate calm and steady - and it seemed his breathing was very little impacted by the smoking he was doing. They got their way through, with the Farfetched woman and Bryn helping them along the way. This seemed to be their best course of action, and it took him a bit to get the scents out of his nose.<br/><br/>Even with the fog there was a strangeness in the air that had the male looking around. Eventually, it seemed, there was an even greater strangeness growing. They came upon a hill, and there was crushed foliage all around as they walked. This was the weirdest thing he had ever experienced. "Hey Eve... Watch your step, don't need you trippin'." The male said as he stared at the strange ass hill ahead of them. The strange smells got even larger, and a frown covered the male's face. So this was confusing, really confusing.