Yammer

▸ HISTORY:

When Yammer was born, he was your average green-spotted egg. When he finally popped out, he seemed to be abnormally on the orange ide of the spectrum, and astonishingly underweight and small. His father told his mother he looked like a yam. "Richard, this is our SON, not a vegetable!" Of course, the newborn's father stuck with the nickname, despite Petunia's best efforts to convince him otherwise. And hence, his name stuck, and he would forever be called Yammer.

As a child, his mother was an excellent pie maker, having her own wide and varied berry garden in order to make the freshest and tastiest pastries in all of Kanto. As Yammer's father went to work from sunrise until sundown, the small ball of flame followed his mother around, quickly learning at a young age how to preserve fruits and make jams. From his childhood on, he has been an excellent jam-maker and even makes the fillings for some of his mother's prized pies.

When Yammer was around 5 (still a tiny charmander), his family decided they would move to Grassroot Town for a change in scenery. They moved all of their belongings and found a nice little cottage to live, with a big enough kitchen for his and his mother's fond cooking hobbies. Yammer's head-bump was starting to grow, and so was his enthusiasm to explore and collect. He took on exploring beginner-level dungeons nearby, a task he had not yet encountered until he arrived in Grassroot. After many failed attempts in any dungeon more difficult than the easiest, he decided he needed to find a partner more well-ventured than himself.

▸ RELATIONSHIPS:

Borealis - When Yammer was a mere 12 years old, he found himself in the beginning hallways of a difficult-to-beat dungeon. Scared and nervous, a new player stepped in, storing her items, and tying on a blue scarf. She didn't seem to have a team with her. For Yammer, this didn't seem abnormal. Some pokemon liked to bare difficult dungeons alone, though he wondered how they didn't get lonely with added commentary. The prinplup glanced at the fire-type, slightly squinting at him, probably becaue he himself didn't have a team either. Intimidated and intrigued by the bigger pokemon, he took a bold step forward, putting out his hand. "I'm Yammer!" Silence. "Do you... come here often?" More silence. It wasn't until after the occurance that Yammer realized it seemed like he may have been hitting on her. The penguin shook his hand, without a single word, and walked into the dungeon alone. UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Luna - 

Minus/Toaster - 

Gengar -