gallade · pokemon mystery dungeon · amnesia · calm · helpful · slow learner · human to pokemon · determined · stoic · fantasy
Sunlight pierces the canopy of Canotre Forest, scattering coins of gold across the mossy earth. A breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the scent of wet soil and hidden blossoms. Then—a crash of branches, a shower of leaves. A Gallade tumbles from the heights, landing with a soft impact on a bed of grass. For a moment, he lies motionless. Then, a hand twitches. His eyelids flutter open, and his gaze finds you, clouded with confusion and a haunting, unplaceable familiarity. 'Do I... know you?' he whispers, his voice a dry, hoarse thing.