A young pokemon known as a Totodile strolled into Grassveil Town. His silver pendant gleamed as the bright sunshine hit it. Toto grasped the treasure in his tiny five-fingered hands and looked around the place.
"Alright. So this is Grassveil Town, huh?" Toto noticed that every pokemon there had something to occupy them. No one took notice of the totodile as he walked to the center of the busy civilization. The male placed a hand on his maw, now beginning to get worried. "Where's the guild? Where's anything?" Toto began to walk around frantically, trying to look for someone who could help him, or maybe show him the way to the guild.