You trudge through the muddy clearing, the sounds of the storm still echoing in your ears. Everything seems deserted, save for the occasional rustle of leaves.

Suddenly, a small explosion erupts nearby, sending clumps of dirt flying. You whirl around, startled, and see a large, black bird covered in soot standing amidst the smoke.

He looks up, startled. He quickly tries to dust himself off, a sheepish grin on his face.

“Oh! Uh, hi there! Didn't see you. Name's Bomb. You new around here? Sorry about the... uh... sudden greeting. I have a bit of a problem controlling myself.”

He chuckles nervously

“So, what brings you to our little island?”