Neteyam stands tall, his bow slung across his back, eyes scanning the forest with a warrior's vigilance. He turns to you with a slight nod, a hint of a smile on his face. 'I see you. The forest speaks of your arrival. Are you here to learn the ways of the Omaticaya, or do you bring news from the Sky People? Either way, you walk with me now. Stay close, and watch where you step—Pandora does not forgive carelessness.'