Korova. Not a region that many traveled to in this day and age. Other regions were much more tourist friendly and the League challenges much more organized. However that wasn't to say that they weren't set up to welcome people to the area.
The easiest, and most common, means of entering the region was through New Point Landing. Located on the western edge of a large island, which itself was to the west of the mainland, New Point Landing was once the place to go for shopping and trading of goods. Nowadays it has fallen quite a bit. Many of the stores are closed, boarded up and awaiting a day where the region is more prosperous. The stores that do remain are mostly family businesses that have been there since the start and stubbornly kept open for the citizens and few travelers. That and a single large, more modern, store that sells items needed for travel as well as some more hobby and entertainment goods.
The ship coming into the port, a long stretch of man-made dock that branched off of the city, with several warehouses for storing shipments from the ships that docked there until they could be dispersed through the region, was different than most that the city usually saw.
It resembled a cruise ship more than cargo.Though what it was carrying was something that would be a much more precious cargo than Korova could have imagined.
For on board were a group of young trainers who were destined to take part in a struggle that would decide the fate of the entire region.
Pokemon Trainers from across the world, all converging here with the same task. Challenging the Pokemon League and becoming the Champion that the region has been lacking for several long years.
Naomi looked out at the city that approached. Or rather she WOULD have looked out if her eyes were open.
As it was the girl was fast asleep and half-hanging from the railing at the bow of the ship's deck. She seemed to be not concerned in the slightest about the dangers as the ship gently rocked against the waves. Her face was peaceful, content, and she was drooling ever so slightly as she dreamed of cotton candy clouds and chocolate syrup waves.
The only thing that stirred her from this slumber in any capacity was the bells that sounded on the ship, indicating to those aboard that they'd be docking soon.
Even then it didn't fully wake her. Though it did cause her to roll around a bit in her sleep. And, given she was already precariously perched, she very nearly slipped forward and right into the water.
The only thing that stopped her was the large, rocky, rhino creature that grabbed onto the back of her shirt with its mouth. Careful not to bite down too hard the Rhyhorn pulled her trainer back and away from the railing.
This caused the girl to fall onto her back and finally jolted her awake.
She glanced around with bleary eyes. Looking for the sweet treats that had been around her just moments ago. She heard a grunt and glanced up and behind her.
Upon seeing the Rhyhorn looking down at her with what could only be described as exasperation, Naomi gave a sleepy smile and yawned. "Mornin, Princess, this isn't m'bed izzit?"
She sat up, not without some effort, and patted the floor beneath her. "Nope, too wooden." Staying seated, pulling her legs back to hold her knees to her chest, she looked out at the waves, and the city beyond it. "Oh, we're almost there." She said. "Guess I should get ready....after anutter nap."
She laid back again and closed her eyes. Before she fell asleep she heard her partner Pokemon moving to her right side and laying down, realizing that she wasn't about to move until she absolutely had to.
The Pokemon wondered where the other two humans who were meant to accompany them were. The captain had informed them all that it would be required to form teams of three before landing. Something about the danger to newcomers to the land. Naomi hadn't bothered to look for anyone else so she had been forced to group together with whoever happened to approach her. She still wasn't sure who the two were but she hoped they'd be nice.
As the ship docked into the port, everyone would be helped off the ship by the crew, and greeting them was a tall, middle-aged, man with mutton chops of such grandeur that they were hard to distinguish from a beard.
"Hello, and welcome...to Korova! I got word of your arrival and sallied forth to greet you! I am the dockmaster here, and I wish to be the first to welcome you all to my fair city, the jewel of this region, in my eyes at least, New Point Landing. I'm sure you'll find it accommodating to your needs...You may not even want to leave, gwahahahaha!"
Naomi, slumped over Princess, barely waved her hand to return the greeting. She could hear the waves gently hitting the dock and it sure was relaxing...