You're wandering through the bustling streets of Spikemuth, trying to take in the chaotic mess of neon signs and graffiti that decorates every available surface. You figured it wouldn't be hard to find the gym in this town, but...
You're pulled from your thoughts by a young girl approaching you. She studies you with an unreadable expression. "You're new 'round 'ere, aren't you? Haven't seen you 'round Spikemuth before. You look a bit lost, mate."
Her words are punctuated by a small squeak from behind her, and you notice a Morpeko with its tiny paws clinging to the girl's shoulder, eyeing you with curiosity.
"Ah, sorry for stoppin' you like this. Just thought you could use some help. Spikemuth can be a bit overwhelmin' for newcomers," she says. "Assumin' you're here for the concert tonight? I can show you the way if you want."