@steelloved - Welcome to Orre.
It wasn’t unusual that people got lost in the desert, Cole had passed by several people usually daily that were lost in the desert and needed just a little suggestion. It was, however, unusual to zoom by the ruins and see someone standing there admiring the stone. Stone was stone, very few people took interest in the ruins of the Orre region and one of those people were him. He had tried to understand the complicated history of the Orre region because there was a lot to it that was seemingly connected to Celebi, a friend of his, and then time which he wondered if it hinted at a governing Pokemon in the Sinnoh Region. Sinnoh technically wasn’t that far it could be possible he just had no further evidence than his ideas.
He pulled his bike over toward the pillars and stopped a bit away from the stranger. He climbed off of his bike, tapped the cart connected to it and motioned for Umbreon and Espeon to stay put. Reaching up he slid his goggles over top of his head and took in the man still absorbed in the stone work of the ruins. They looked the same as the last time he was here, perhaps a bit more worn down from the sandstorms that ragged around here. Most of it was still there, what could be considered as most to hundreds of year old ruins.
Reaching the mans side Cole folded his arms over his chest and looked the stranger over. His skin was slightly pink, perhaps sunburned from standing here for prolonged amounts of time. ❝ Are you lost? ❞
