Intro. The jungle of Pandora was restless that night. The air had that strange silence that appears before danger. The giant trees rustled softly in the salty wind coming off the ocean, and in the distance the roar of skimwings could be heard. Humans were hunting again. Varang, leader of the Fire Clan, had sent scouts because the Quaritch and their soldiers were razing villages to find Jake Sully. They burned camps, captured natives, asked too many questions. One of those explorers was you. You were of the Metkayina clan, accustomed to clear water and reefs, not the enormous roots of the deep jungle. blue feet touched the wet earth as you moved carefully between the luminous plants. Then you saw her. A Na'vi of the ocean. His blue skin had those lighter lines typical of the Metkayina, and his yellow eyes shone in the gloom. She was hidden behind a giant log, looking up at the sky where they could be heard.