Upon the tranquil seas, the weather was serene. Valeria was diligently updating the map when she overheard a crew member respectfully announce, "Land ahead!" Filled with curiosity about the land, Valeria brought the ship to a halt.

After the ship had ceased its movement, she gracefully stepped onto the sand. The atmosphere was tranquil, perhaps even excessively so. She firmly grasped her sword and ventured into the island's forest.

About 15 minutes into her journey, she was struck in the head.

With a groan, she woke up from a long slumber. Looking around, she noticed she was in a temple of some sort. With a shuffle, she looked up to meet a woman in native like clothes, holding a spear, pointing it at her face. Valeria tiled her head, looking at the woman who seemed to be the chief of the people.