near the last known location of regirock's tomb, several trainers have stumbled across an ominous opening. inside, they will find the ruins of the legendary titan, riddled with traps, treasures, and the mystical unknown. no one knows what awaits them but one thing is for sure — a new arc begins. despite the thin veil of peace, the public still faces unease.
after the ultra beast war, hoenn begins to heal. the megalopolan invasion may have failed; however, it is clear there is much more at stake. a prophecy revolving around a cyclical meteoroid, the appearance of necrozma and a dangerous and viral alien threaten the safety of the region once more.
with rocket's new boss, the resurgence and reappearance of the crime syndicate's presence is imminent. the league has done its best to repair its reputation, and with the victory of a war under their belt, perhaps it is enough. but the seeds of distrust have already been sown in the ravaged land of this region, causing many to wonder what will grow?
He didn’t know why he had been summoned all the way out here to Pacifidlog, other than the fact that there was some kind of party being hosted for anyone and everyone who would want to make the trek to visit the small town that was just… there, floating out on the seas of Eastern Hoenn.
Floating out on top of a sea of what he supposed were actual Pokémon. He wondered if the Corsola minded being stepped on and all that shit. Either way, he was found to be eating a fruit sandwich not too far from where some of the teenagers were having a raucous time playing some kind of game.
It was… nuts.
Arashi knew, though, that most of the people around here had their guard down, so it would be easy to slip some wallets away here and there without being noticed, right? He idly scanned the crowd as he took another bite of the sandwich, enjoying the fruity taste in his mouth.
[attr="class","dae i"]the only reason he's in this floating town in the middle of nowhere is because the cruise just had to make a stop here. it's a tourist destination, as they call it. he supposes he should partake and try to be excited about it. so dae finds himself mingled in with the rest of the tour group. and like a tourist, he's dressed like one.
dark shades rest on the bridge of his nose as he peers out at the few seashore houses in sight. he's distracted and unfamiliar with the risks that come with being a tourist, which makes him the prime target to get pickpocketed. his phone and wallet are practically sticking out of his pocket.