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In order to reach Wikstrom and see what he knows about his cousin, the king of Kalos, Blizzard must first make his way up the ranks of nobility through the Battle Chateau. This will be especially difficult for him as the people of Kalos (especially the nobles) look down on hybrids. Blizzard however was chosen for this as his challenge would have the most effect on the public. A hybrid ascending the ranks of nobility, the lowest of the low rising above the commoners. How will his journey to become the Noble Hybrid turn out?

The door to the mansion would open up seemingly on its own, the true culprit behind its opening was a butler, rather stereotypical looking. Upon seeing Blizzard he immediately began to close the door again, not saying a word to him, however making the definition of turning his nose at him.

The butler would stop shutting the door, leaving about an inch of space open to stair at Blizzard from. After seconds of contemplation the door would reopen and the butler would stand to the side, bowing as he expects Blizzard to enter.

"Welcome noble trainer to the- er...excuse me, sir." A maid would instantly greet Blizzard, as she had done many others before him. That said, her standard greeting was interrupted as she was taken back by the man's appearance, a hybrid. After taking several seconds to regain her composure she began to continue her speech. "You don't seem familiar, is it your first time here noble trainer? Do you require an introduction?" It was painfully obvious that she was nervous standing before a hybrid, her eyes constantly darting towards the butler behind Blizzard.

"Oh! My apologies, sir. Let me introduce you to the Battle Chateau. Here trainers from all over the region come together to compete against each other and earn titles of nobility. The Battle Chateau is its own noble house, sanctioned and recognized by his majesty himself. Ordinarily we require new members some sort of invitation from another member of the house in order to be admitted. Do you have any sort of invite...sir?" The maid said the last part in a rather snide, 'gotcha', tone.

"Pryce! Now that's a name you don't hear often!" A man with a booming voice spoke up. The owner of the voice was a rather large man with enough body fat to keep him warm in the bitterest of cold. He had a thick winter coat on yet instead of wearing it as intended he wore it like a cape. The white mustached man would approach the maid and hybrid pair, arms folded as he arrived at their center of conversation.

"I couldn't help but hearing, stranger, that you studied under the legendary Pryce! The Teacher of Winter's Harshness! I've never met the man but I've heard so many things about him, he and I are a lot alike you know. Well, except I think I got a few pounds over him! Hoho!" The man said with a hearty laugh. "You! How can we deny a student of a foreign gym leader the privilege of showing us a thing or two how they battle outside of Kalos? I'm inviting the strange one to join!" He shouted at the maid, yet even his shouting seemed kind and well intended, and yet oh so scary.

The maid would bow profusely and scurry off, promising to return shortly. In the mean time, the large man decided to talk to Blizzard some more. "Name's Wulfric, who are you, stranger?" He asked, extending a hand to be shaken.

"Ah! A cunning man you are! Yes, I am a gym leader, the leader of the Snowbelle City gym. Being an Ice type specialist myself, I tend to keep tabs on other masters of the type, you see. Especially Brycen! Have you seen the Brycen-Man series? I can't help but cry at the newest movie..." The hefty man put a fist up to his mouth, choking back what sounded like a cry yet was deep like a growl. "Any who, I hope you'll do your teacher proud. It was a pleasure to meet you, Blizzard. Tell your teacher that Wulfric of Snowbelle sends his regards. Maybe one day we can sit down to a nice big meal together! Hoho! See you later, strange one." Wulfric would wave goodbye as he walked off into a nearby hallway, his loud booming voice could still be heard as he happily greeted each and every person along the way. Man that would be a hard voice to get used to.

"Forgive my tardiness, sir." The maid said to Blizzard as she came back and bowed deeply before him, the lingering tone of resentment towards him was still there. "Smile for the camera." A bright flash would go off after her request for a smile, the maid having used what looked like an old time camera to take Blizzard's picture, whether or not he was ready. "I will get you in our records right away. If I overheard right you are called Blizzard, yes? Baron Blizzard, we welcome you to the nobility of the Battle Chateau. Baron is the rank or title you currently hold, at the very bottom (where you'll hopefully stay). Right now only other Barons or Baronesses will be willing to fight you. You see, members of different classes ordinarily do not mingle. You can raise your rank by winning battles and fighting higher ranked nobles, should they prove willing to lower their standards." She said fighting back a laugh.

"Regardless, Baron Blizzard, welcome to the Battle Chateau. You may roam the halls at your leisure. If you need anything, anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask. Enjoy yourself." Each word seemed harder and harder for her to force out.

"Then I told daddy that I just had to have a shiny Fennekin! They are too adorable!" A group of three nicely dressed young women were gathered in the middle of a hallway to Blizzard's left, it was hard not to hear their blabber from here. "So now daddy is paying the best breeder in the region to breed me a shiny Fennekin, because daddy gets me whatever I want." The girl continued. "Well like, so what? You're still a Baroness, having a shiny Pokemon won't change that. Besides, my daddy is going to buy me a Cherish Ball!" Another girl spoke up. The third didn't say much it seemed, she just listened to them while stroking her Furret fur stole.