A school of Finneon passes under the ship, passing between the sunken vessels.
Only for a humanoid shape to appear out of the wreak, diverting them in another direction. As you pass, the light gives you a brief look, just long enough for the Pokédex to identify it.
"Nommlin, the Helpful Fish pokémon
Some groups of Nommlin live in their own underwater villages, near human towns. Humans sometimes visit by wearing SCUBA gear.
The Nommlin vanishes in the shadows once more, as the boat continues on it's course.
"It should be fine... I'll just keep my head low, and not make any waves. Once the elections are over, I'm sure it'll all sort itself out. Heck, maybe I can mail you a the result once they're in!" He looks back at the glowing lights of the
very large port, were multiple warships are docked.
"For here... keep in mind that the Navi is considered the 'elite' of the army... and they like to remind everyone of it. They're usually not too bad, but they love to challenge new trainers in town."
Joe settles his ship in a small section of the port, apparently dedicated to the maintenance of civilian ships. After a brief discussion with the watchman, Joe grabs a bag, and says
"I'll show you to a good hotel. It's not fancy, but it's affordable and comfortable."