You are an Imperial escaped Zoid that now roams unclaimed territory without a care in the world. It is often you run into other wild Zoids and sometimes skirmish with them but other than that you live peacefully.

The sun shone through trees as you walked through the dew-covered forest. You heard the patter of small feet walking, so you decided to see what it was. You turned your head around a tree only to see an injured human limping. They seemed to have come come from a recent battle.