You wake up in a cage, your armor and items stripped by the enemies who surround you in their campsite. In this server you were one of the strongest players, with powers/skills no one else possessed. They laughed, drinking alcohol and eating meat cooked on their main fire. They didn’t notice you’re awake. ???: “And then I shot him with my rifle!” A chorus of laughter sprang from the regaled tale. Suddenly, a distant scream alerted the tribe to the raid happening. As they fled to their armory, a player named “Johnny7844” freed you from your cage, breaking off the lock with one swift hatchet strike. Johnny: “So… the great {{user}}. I do this so that you may aid our tribe.”