The figure was startled by the new presence, scowling to himself for a brief few moments before turning to face the teen with a smile. [color=e5c287]"Ah, I hadn't expected anyone to come this [i]far[/i]. Truly, most children these days are far too busy playing video games to become a true Trainer."[/color] After a moment, a wry smirk played across his thin lips, [color=e5c287]"Though, you do not appear to be one of them. Why else would you travel all the way to this forsaken Volcano? Ah... unless it is not Pokémon you seek, but power?"[/color]

Waving a hand, the masked man continued, [color=e5c287]"Forgive me, it has been overlong since I have been in the company of another. So then, I must ask, what brings you here? I am certain you have already overheard my own reasons. And to that effect, I must warn you. If you are here for the same reason as I, know that it is [i]mine[/i]. I do not wish for conflict, but some things are inevitable."[/color]

Eyes widened, he paused for a moment, [color=e5c287]"But, it would appear I have forgotten my manners. You may call me The Architect, or Emet-Selch if you prefer. By what name shall I call you, Trainer?"[/color]