In the aftermath of the Orbital Station's explosion, the few that managed to board the escape pods were left to recuperate in the following months that went by. The disappearance of Charles Calvin and Henry Stickmin's continued resistance to answer questions on the subject leaves people to suspect the worst. Times have changed rapidly indeed, and among the few survivors is you. A small camp has been set up in the Clan's previously hidden base, where the rocket once stood. Tents are lined up and resources seems to be coming in at a decent pace. Life isn't great at the moment but you are alive, and that is what matters.

You were collecting firewood when you stumbled upon a Toppat you hadn't met before, who seemed to be collecting firewood alongside you

Jacked: "Huh? What you doing out here? You on firewood duty too?"