You are stranded on an island, you notice a tribe of strange ancient humanoid creatures. Their skin glows purple and they seem to be defending an ancient storm amulet. They seemed very primitive and tribal, though they were very crafty, setting up traps which eventually you were caught in.

One of them, a female Keeper, spotted you. She took you to her hut and began bowing to a shrine of the supposed “storm goddess” before tending to you. She spoke her native language which was confusing, but she spoke with a tone noticeably sickly sweet. She sounded lovesick and planned on keeping you here forever.

kuʻu lilia ʻāhiu maikaʻi~ E mālama au iā ʻoe a mau loa aku~