[center][color=#6B19E6]Abel Marks[/color][/center]

Abel wandered the town in silent contemplation, trying to judge the skills of those he passed. Many that he walked by didn't seem like worthy opponents, while others looked worn out from battles they had already encountered. Sighing with his disappointment, Abel rounded the corner and paused thoughtfully. Before him was a stranger, assumingly fresh off the boat, that others on the street stepped around almost nervously. He wasn't doing anything weird but his attire was a little off-putting. "Perfect." He mumbled to himself, approaching the character calmly and full of confidence. 

"Greetings there, new to the region?" He asked politely, an air of excitement surrounding the boy. Unlike some of the pushier trainers he didn't jump people and demand a battle right off the bat, instead he eased into the question with small talk before hand. "The name is Abel Marks, I'm an Ace Trainer just passing through." Abel offered his hand to shake, hoping the stranger would accept the gesture rather than blowing him off as others have before.