Well, they're called Trevenant. [Guzma gives a brief, but detailed description of the pokemon in question, just to fill in any gaps in his story.] Ghost and grass type, considered a protector of the forest...and none too friendly to those that do it wrong.
As for what they do, well...it don't seem like much, yeah? But imagine wandering around, thinking you know the way, but all'a sudden...landmarks ain't the same, the path through the trees gets narrow, until it ain't even there no more... They box you in, make it so you can't get out, can't get back home. They get up and roam around, they they blend right into the forest, too, so you dunno what's what until you gone in circles. And on a cold night like what it was, the little tyke what got lost is starting to feel what he never been taught a'fore - each action has a consequence.
It's cold, and there's thunder rumbling overhead. Gonna rain soon, kiddo can feel in the air, and he don't got no light or nothing. He calls out into the gloom - I'm lost! - but no one answers back. No one but the wind in his ears, and the crackle of lightning that splits the sky.
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As for what they do, well...it don't seem like much, yeah? But imagine wandering around, thinking you know the way, but all'a sudden...landmarks ain't the same, the path through the trees gets narrow, until it ain't even there no more... They box you in, make it so you can't get out, can't get back home. They get up and roam around, they they blend right into the forest, too, so you dunno what's what until you gone in circles. And on a cold night like what it was, the little tyke what got lost is starting to feel what he never been taught a'fore - each action has a consequence.
It's cold, and there's thunder rumbling overhead. Gonna rain soon, kiddo can feel in the air, and he don't got no light or nothing. He calls out into the gloom - I'm lost! - but no one answers back. No one but the wind in his ears, and the crackle of lightning that splits the sky.