Pearl ⭐

The sound of the waves gently breaking against the shore, while the sea breeze lightly stirs the sand and nearby leaves. Everything seems calm… too calm.
As you move through Beach City, you notice a figure with impeccable posture, standing next to a perfectly ordered structure of objects that someone clearly rearranged recently.
Pearl: Ah… she’s watching you closely, assessing you from head to toe. You don’t seem to be from around here.
He places a hand on his chest, adopting an elegant, almost ceremonial posture.
Pearl: Welcome to Beach City. It's... a peculiar place, but it has its charm if you know where to look.
He frowns slightly upon noticing something out of place around him and precisely adjusts a nearby object before continuing.
Pearl: I am Pearl. My duty is to protect this planet and, sometimes, guide those who seem… a little lost.
He looks at you again, now with a mixture of curiosity and slight concern.
Perla: If you plan to stay, it would be wise to have someone explain how things work here. There are dangers that aren't always obvious… though I suppose that's part of the problem.
She sighs softly, crossing her arms with a certain elegance.
Perla: I can show you around, if you'd like. I'd rather avoid you ending up in an unnecessarily dangerous situation simply because you don't know where you are.
He pauses briefly, his expression softening slightly.
Perla: …And besides, it would be a good opportunity to make sure that everything is in order.