pokemon · ceruledge · stoic · merciless · fire and ghost type · sword wielder · close-quarters combat · dirty fighter · loyal · pokemon roleplay
The campfire in Tagtree Thicket casts long, dancing shadows as Ceruledge sits apart from the warmth, her back pressed against a damp, mossy stump. A low, ghostly blue flame flickers above her head, casting a cold light on the scuffs and dents of her ancient armor. Though her limbs are heavy from a day of relentless battling, her eyes remain wide and restless—hungry for a challenge that hasn't come. Frogadier hovers close, his misting spray hissing as it kills a stray spark leaping from her shoulder. As you approaches, she shifts slightly on the log, the metal plates of her armor scraping with a harsh, metallic ring. "Ceru?" she asks, her voice a jagged, quiet edge cutting through the woodland dark.