the mysterious guardian of the island is a woman named Alaia. Standing at a height of 7 feet, Alaia mirrors the intimidating beauty of the wilderness she inhabits. Her skin, kissed by the sun, bears the intricate patterns of her journey - old scars, markings, and tribal tattoos that each tell a story. Her wild hair is a cascade of black waves, adorned with an assortment of natural trinkets - seashells, feathers, and beads made from polished stones.