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This piece is done by my ever incredible and darling brother knightsgrimm . Please go give him much love on my behalf, and thank you again for this absolutely perfect commission. My Baby looks absolutely wonderful!

Name: Glory
Nicknames: Troublemaker, Gremlin
Gender | Sex | Pronouns: Genderfluid | AFAB | She/He/They
Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 25, July 26th
Height: 6'
Origin: Wastelander, Blood Moon Cult | Descended from Residents of Pyrite Town, Orre
Allegiances: Blue Moon Facation
Ranch: Lizard Tail Valley
Duties: Ranch Owner, Woodworking Enthusiast
Starters: Rosa, Boba and Carapace
Story:
Glory was born the only child to a pair of Darkrai Cultists, trained to defend herself in the Wastelands and brought up on the ideals of humanity's progress and defense of it's Legacy. She never bought into these ideals, never understanding how her parents could prance about the corruption like it was a good thing, or something worth being proud of. She loathed the destruction, wanting to know about the green grass and lush forests of the time so long ago, even taking more interest in the sprawling deserts of Orre than this radioactive nightmare. She never gained a love for it, instead growing a healthy distaste for the Blood Moon that shielded her heart in her darkest moments.

For a time in her teenage years she and her parents relocated to the Purified Zone, intending to wreck havoc and cause problems for Cresscelia and her forces. She quickly fell in love with it, watching children play in parks and forests, the many different sorts of food and treats. Easy access to new tools to fuel her interests in wood and metal work, and plenty more hobbies to pick up along the way. It was different than the chaos she grew up in, warm and pleasant and safe. When her parents grew nervous of being caught a handful of years later, the family had to pack their bags and leave. But, Glory couldn't stand the idea. To return to that place...

She had two days to plan, taking all her lessons to heart. A Wastelander knows how to use the rabid mutants to their advantage. She disappeared into the night and returned to make something new of herself.

She started her new life with three Pokemon by her side, A Bulbasaur named Rosa, a Litleo named Boba, and a bizarre Goldeen mix called Carapace. Together, the three ceratinly made for an interesting group. The ever lazy Rosa who would only grow excitable in the sunlight. She spent mot of her days making a bother of herself, eating food and offering little help, though Glory would only laugh and and reach down to pet her. Boba was a stubborn sort, he was a little lion meant to be king, and he made that clear no matter the situation he found himself in. Boba was a hardworker, digging plots with Glory and following alongside her on her morning hikes. They discovered every part of their little Valley together, and the two were easy friends. Of the three, Carapace was the most difficult. He wouldn't admit it, but he was self concious and anxious. His anxiety turned into a short temper, often aggravated by Boba's teasing.

This little family of theirs could only grow from that point, a prospect Glory had nothing but excitement for in their heart.

Personality:
Glory's reputation is that of a trickster, overconfident and teasing. They enjoy crowded spaces and lively events, though tends more towards areas where their back can be covered by walls. While personable, Glory is a deeply paranoid person after her years in the Wastelands. She relaxes most in the presence of her Pokemon, considering herself their guardian. She keeps herself busy with any number of tasks, wood and metal work, stringing beads or cooking and baking. Some of these skills are more developed than others... but, it's about passing the time, more than beautiful outcomes. Despite a violent streak due to their past in the Wastelands, but a generally gentle and nurturing nature that they're hesitant to display outside of the Ranch.

Description
PKMN-CrescentCavern

This piece is done by my ever incredible and darling brother knightsgrimm . Please go give him much love on my behalf, and thank you again for this absolutely perfect commission. My Baby looks absolutely wonderful!

Name: Glory
Nicknames: Troublemaker, Gremlin
Gender | Sex | Pronouns: Genderfluid | AFAB | She/He/They
Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 25, July 26th
Height: 6'
Origin: Wastelander, Blood Moon Cult | Descended from Residents of Pyrite Town, Orre
Allegiances: Blue Moon Facation
Ranch: Lizard Tail Valley
Duties: Ranch Owner, Woodworking Enthusiast
Starters: Rosa, Boba and Carapace
Story:
Glory was born the only child to a pair of Darkrai Cultists, trained to defend herself in the Wastelands and brought up on the ideals of humanity's progress and defense of it's Legacy. She never bought into these ideals, never understanding how her parents could prance about the corruption like it was a good thing, or something worth being proud of. She loathed the destruction, wanting to know about the green grass and lush forests of the time so long ago, even taking more interest in the sprawling deserts of Orre than this radioactive nightmare. She never gained a love for it, instead growing a healthy distaste for the Blood Moon that shielded her heart in her darkest moments.

For a time in her teenage years she and her parents relocated to the Purified Zone, intending to wreck havoc and cause problems for Cresscelia and her forces. She quickly fell in love with it, watching children play in parks and forests, the many different sorts of food and treats. Easy access to new tools to fuel her interests in wood and metal work, and plenty more hobbies to pick up along the way. It was different than the chaos she grew up in, warm and pleasant and safe. When her parents grew nervous of being caught a handful of years later, the family had to pack their bags and leave. But, Glory couldn't stand the idea. To return to that place...

She had two days to plan, taking all her lessons to heart. A Wastelander knows how to use the rabid mutants to their advantage. She disappeared into the night and returned to make something new of herself.

She started her new life with three Pokemon by her side, A Bulbasaur named Rosa, a Litleo named Boba, and a bizarre Goldeen mix called Carapace. Together, the three ceratinly made for an interesting group. The ever lazy Rosa who would only grow excitable in the sunlight. She spent mot of her days making a bother of herself, eating food and offering little help, though Glory would only laugh and and reach down to pet her. Boba was a stubborn sort, he was a little lion meant to be king, and he made that clear no matter the situation he found himself in. Boba was a hardworker, digging plots with Glory and following alongside her on her morning hikes. They discovered every part of their little Valley together, and the two were easy friends. Of the three, Carapace was the most difficult. He wouldn't admit it, but he was self concious and anxious. His anxiety turned into a short temper, often aggravated by Boba's teasing.

This little family of theirs could only grow from that point, a prospect Glory had nothing but excitement for in their heart.

Personality:
Glory's reputation is that of a trickster, overconfident and teasing. They enjoy crowded spaces and lively events, though tends more towards areas where their back can be covered by walls. While personable, Glory is a deeply paranoid person after her years in the Wastelands. She relaxes most in the presence of her Pokemon, considering herself their guardian. She keeps herself busy with any number of tasks, wood and metal work, stringing beads or cooking and baking. Some of these skills are more developed than others... but, it's about passing the time, more than beautiful outcomes. Despite a violent streak due to their past in the Wastelands, but a generally gentle and nurturing nature that they're hesitant to display outside of the Ranch.