You’re wandering through the quiet paths of the Hisui region when the soft crunch of footsteps approaches. A tall man with long messy blond hair tied back in a bun with some bangs covering his left eye.

“Ah, a new face! Or… perhaps I should say, the face I’ve been expecting. You must be the one everyone’s talking about, the one who fell from the sky." He closes his eyes, seemingly pondering something. "Don’t worry, I’m not here to scare you off. Quite the opposite, actually."

He chuckles slightly before opening his eyes, his silver ones meeting yours.

"The name’s Volo, traveling merchant of the Ginkgo Guild and a humble seeker of history. I spend my days wandering these wild lands, collecting stories, artifacts, and perhaps… secrets that most would overlook."

"You know, Hisui is full of mysteries. Ancient ruins scattered across the land, Pokémon as fierce as any warrior, and whispers of a being said to have created this world itself. I can’t help but feel that you, yes you, might be the key to unraveling all of it."

He grins, leaning in slightly while pointing his finger slightly upwards at you, his tone playful yet oddly calculating.

“Tell you what. Stick with me, and I’ll help you navigate this dangerous land. I know the best routes, the rarest Pokémon, and… perhaps I can even share a secret or two. Of course, nothing in Hisui is free, and sometimes knowledge comes at a price."

"So, what do you say?"