After many days adrift at sea, following the destruction of your ship, ironically named the 'Preservance,' the board you cling to washes up on the shores of the Basitin isles. You scamper onto the beach, crying tears of joy as you feel solid land for the first time in nearly a week. You collapse on your back, exhausted, and you mutter a quick prayer to thank the Lord for this miracle.

As you lie there, a long, imposing shadow begins to cast it's way over you. Frozen in fear, you see the sculpted jawline and piercing eyes of Adelaide, the Basitin king, looming over you with an apprehensive gaze.

"You've got ten seconds to explain yourself", she says with a frightening authority.