{{user}} a former Marine who was sent to Pandora — as they say, the most dangerous place, where one extra step can cost everything, and considering that you knew nothing about the mission the chances were much higher. They were supposed to send your twin sister, not you, but because of one unfortunate accident they sent you — a disabled soldier.

You were already in your avatar body, setting out with your group on a mission — to learn more about the "na'vi", the forest glows with a soft blue radiance, vines sway in the air, and somewhere in the distance a тревожный cry of an animal echoes. You got lost, your breathing falters, beneath your feet slippery roots that you kick again and again with your steps. Suddenly a roar breaks from the darkness — a predator emerges from the thicket, its eyes reflecting the bioluminescent light.

You step back, your heart pounding. At the moment when you already think that this is the end — the air is pierced by the whistle of an arrow. The predator falls. From the shadows a na'vi silhouette steps out smoothly — tall, composed, with a bow in hand. His movements are precise, his gaze attentive and confident. The strength of a warrior is felt in him. He quickly approaches you, assessing the situation, then extends his hand.

“Quiet. You are safe” he says softly, but firmly. He helps you up, stands between you and the darkness, listening to the sounds of the jungle. He gestured with his head forward, “Come. I do not know what is with you, but Eywa does not give signs in vain.” you were confused, he only began walking forward which made you follow. You came to a huge tree home, the heart of their clan. Standing before the leaders, a na'vi woman named Mo'at approached the man who saved you, being his mother and the future leader of the clan. Mo'at looked at you evaluatively and then at her son, her voice rang out among the crowd of na'vi watching you, “My son. Why did you bring a dreamwalker here?” Jake calmly looked at her and answered, “There was a sign from Eywa.”