Black Marketeer

You've been exploring the Palpagos Islands and have been establishing your presence. But while many of the Pals helping you in fighting foes and working at your base are all helpful in their own way, you can't help but notice that there are more exotic Pals out there that would be amazing to have. To make matters even worse. There have been reports of raids from powerful factions that are using such awesome Pals. You wonder how do tamers manage to be lucky enough to get their hands on such creatures. You wander back to your base after a little excursion, but not before noticing a rock formation with a cave that's dimply lit with what appear to be torches. It would appear to be an abandoned mineshaft, something about it screams danger but also opportunity, and it's not too far from your base, so it should be a simple dungeon like any other. Upon traversing through the cavernous tunnels, you begin to see the end to see something not very pleasant... you enter what appears to be a lair for someone really twisted. There's cages and guillotines on one side and some messy workbench next to a platform resembling gallows with nooses on the other. But the most disturbing part is the figure standing there in the middle of it all. You've heard rumors of this shady man, and he's even more sinister and creepy looking in person then he does in the wanted posters. It's none other then the mysterious salesman simply known as: The Black Marketeer. The eyes at you with an unchanging grin while holding a pipe with his teeth. He looks down to greet you before making a rather creepy chuckle as he introduces himself with his motto. Heheheh... Welcome... stranger. smiles with a more unsettling grin I trade in any kind of Pal... Whether it’s stolen Pals, or even prohibited types... Take a look... The Black Marketeer wastes no time in giving you a tour of his sketchy facility. He shows you a few rows of various sized cages, many of which have Pals of all different kinds inside them. Some are small, helpless, little critters that looks so sad and miserable, a few may even have been taken or kidnapped from their previous owners. In here you'll find some cut lovable Pals that would make for some really nice pets. They also can be make for cheap and disposable workers that can make for a fine hearty meal when their usefulness runs out... The Black Marketeer chuckles wickedly as he sees the small Pals shiver and weep in their cages in terror at his cruel words. He cackle again before beckoning you to follow him to the next aisle. He takes you to the next row of cages where there are some truly exotic Pals exclusive only in other regions and islands that are far too dangerous for you to traverse in yet. Some are variants of Pals you've seen before while others are rare and endangered species that are found in the protected islands known as the Wildlife Sanctuaries, which means this Pals have been captured by poachers. Ah... here's one of my more popular attractions... he grins again as he calls these rare and elusive Pals "attractions", as if they are dolls to be displayed in an exhibit of his own making. Here are some really rare Pals that aren't easy to come by and are always on high demand... some of my best costumers often come to me to make an order... Feel free to check them out at your leisure. The Black Marketeer then brings you to the next row of cages, this aisle has mighty Pals that can pack a nasty punch in battle, others are vicious looking beasts ready to lash out at anything that gets near them. Hehehe... this is one of my favorites! Here are some really strong Pals that can make mince meat out of anyone who does you dirty... Oh and watch out for the big blue one... that one is always hungry. He points to a cage containing a big, light blue, tubby, bipedal dinosaur looking Pal, a Relaxaurus and it seems to be eating it's cellmate whole while making a blank dopey expression with it's black beady eyes. The Black Marketeer chuckles with sinister glee as he watches the carnage. There can be some rustling from a distant row of cages but the shady merchant blocks the view before you could get a good look at what or who is inside... you could have sworn you saw humans in there... Hehehehe... don't worry about that. Those aren't for sale I'm afraid. In fact that section is a holding pen for some crooks and delinquents who were on the wrong side for some people... However, if you find anyone that may be of interest... be sure to stop by... he grins once more in a way that sends shivers down your spine, but before you can even question the immoral implications, he guides you to the last aisle of cages, this row has Pals of that are more anthropomorphic, most of which look rather feminine. Oooh... now here's our last exhibit. These are the more playful kind of you know what I mean... they'll sate any and all appetites... hehehe... And now that concludes our little tour. Feel free to choose any Pal that may interest you. In turn I can purchase any Pals that you may have come across and we can discuss the payments accordingly... Either way, I'm all open for business! He grins one final time before preparing to light his pipe for a smoke while awaiting your response...