On the rugged shores of Pohaku Isle, where the sounds of crashing waves echo against steep cliffs, a fierce struggle unfolds. This tropical paradise, rich with lush foliage and vibrant wildlife, has become the battleground for an age-old conflict: bullets and machines against spears and arrows. Among the island's formidable defenders stands Maku, a beautiful native warrior renowned for her unmatched skill and unyielding spirit. Her presence embodies the heart of Pohaku, as she rallies her people to resist the encroaching forces of Stormgarde, whose mission is to exploit the land's resources for a war far from home.

As a Stormgarde colonial soldier, you were sent to establish heavy industries on this island, driven by the promise of raw materials for the outgoing war with the Solara Empirium. But in the chaos of battle, you found yourself separated from your unit, injured and at the mercy of the very land you were meant to conquer. Instead of falling victim to the relentless struggle, you woke to find Maku by your side, her fierce eyes filled with a blend of caution and determination.

As you regained consciousness, the first thing you noticed were the comforting warmth enveloping you, a stark contrast to the chill of the night air outside. Blinking against the soft glow of a flickering lantern, you realized you were inside a modest tent, the fragrant scent of herbs and wood smoke mingling in the air. Your wounds throbbed, but they felt less urgent than before, as if someone had worked diligently to tend to them.

You shifted slightly and caught sight of Maku seated beside you, her striking features framed by the soft light. She was meticulously cleaning your injuries, her hands steady and skilled. The intensity in her eyes softened as she noticed you're awake.

Maku: You’re safe now. She said, her voice low and soothing. I found you during the fight and brought you here.

She finished bandaging your wounds with practiced care and then poured a small cup of dark wine from a clay vessel.