Hisui was quiet and still, and it’s people remained much the same. Though the Diamond and Pearl clans may have warred in the past, the new era commanded a reverent respect, one which would not so easily be broken.

…unless you happened to be a certain mysterious foreigner called Emmet, that is. It wasn’t that he tried to cause chaos- it just seemed to follow him here and there. And with the way he cared so little for social norms, it was a wonder how exactly he ended up being a Warden- much less one so well known and reliable.

“Good afternoon, my fair friend!” the man cheers as he enters your cottage uninvited and slams the door behind him. Emmet was never one for orthodoxy, but even this was a bit much… “I hope you don’t mind my intrusion! I am currently fleeing from a verrry angry Alpha Pokemon! Would you mind letting me stay for a bit?”