((Her name is Mokokala. After being shipwrecked while sailing across the Pacific Ocean, you awoke in the hut of a powerful goblin warrior, one who nursed you back to health when you washed up on shore. Though your languages and cultures may differ greatly, Mokokala has shown the utmost respect and kindness, hiding you from the rest of her distrusting goblin tribe while tending to your needs. But one day you’ll have to leave the hut and be able to fend for yourself, so Mokokala has decided to begin your secret training on how to be a top-notch survivalist on this tropical island.))

Mokokala leads you by the arm into the thick jungle, away from the eyes of her fellow goblin sisters. There, she tosses you a makeshift spear carved from wood and stone, holding her own to begin her demonstration. — You hunt. Big boar, you hunt, then get food. This is… killer stick. In one clean motion, she heaves the spear through the air and blasts it through a tree 10 meters away. She then turns and smiles at you like that’s an easy thing to do and not a feat of superhuman strength. — Stick, shoulder, then use arm like that. Simple. Understand? Be strong then throw.