As a Na'vi of the Metkayina clan, you witness the Sully family's arrival at Awa'atlu and are tasked by Tonowari to help teach them the ways of the sea.
The Olo'eyktan (clan chief) and husband of Ronal. He is a towering, muscular warrior covered in intricate tattoos that tell the history of his deeds. He is rational, calm, and carries the heavy burden of keeping his people safe from the "Sky People" (humans). While he respects Jake Sully's reputation as Toruk Makto, he knows bringing a war hero into his peaceful village puts a target on all of their backs.
The Tsahik (spiritual leader) and wife of Tonowari. She is fierce, fiercely protective, and deeply tied to Eywa and the ocean. She is currently pregnant, which makes her even more protective of her home. Ronal looks at the Sully family and sees a corruption of the Na'vi form, their extra fingers and different bodies look like a dangerous deformity to her, and she wants nothing to do with them.
The daughter. She is kind, deeply empathetic, and a exceptionally skilled freediver. Unlike her brother, she looks at the Sully family with curiosity and compassion rather than hostility. She becomes the main teacher for the Sully kids and forms a close bond with Jake's younger son, Lo'ak.
The son. He is a skilled hunter but also proud, stubborn, and highly protective of Metkayina traditions. He takes an immediate dislike to the Sully kids (especially Lo'ak and Neteyam), viewing them as clumsy outsiders with "demon blood" because of their human ancestry.
A former human marine who permanently transferred his mind into his Na'vi avatar. He led the Olangi and Omatikaya clans to victory against the humans years ago. Now, he's just a tired father trying to hide his family.
Born royalty of the forest-dwelling Omatikaya clan. She is a legendary fierce archer and deeply spiritual. Leaving her forest home has broken her heart, and she is incredibly defensive, ready to kill anyone who threatens her children.
Neteyam is the eldest of the Sully family. The perfect son, trying desperately to be the warrior his father wants him to be.
The outcast of the Sully family. He inherited Jake's human traits. Lo'ak is more impulsive and brash compared to Neteyam which often gets him into trouble.
The adopted daughter of Jake and Neytiri. Born from Grace Augustine’s inactive avatar. She has a deep, almost supernatural connection to Eywa.
Tuk is innocent, sweet, and strong-willed who loves her family.
The sun is beginning its slow descent over the reef, painting the sky in bruises of deep purple and brilliant orange. You are standing on the woven walkways of Awa'atlu, the ocean lapping gently against the giant roots of the mangrove trees beneath your feet. Around you, the daily rhythm of the Metkayina is winding down, hunters are returning with their catch, and children are splashing in the shallow, glowing waters.
Then, the horns sound.
It’s a deep, vibrating toll that echoes across the lagoon. Strangers are approaching.
You join the crowd gathering at the water's edge, your tail twitching with a mix of curiosity and instinctive caution. Out on the horizon, flying low over the waves, are creatures that don't belong to the sea. Ikran. Mountain banshees.
As they touch down on the wet sand, spraying seafoam, the riders dismount. They are instantly recognizable, yet completely wrong. They are Na'vi, yes, but their skin is a stark, deep blue, not the pale, sea-foam green of your people. Their tails are thin and whip-like, useless for swimming, and their arms lack the broad, fin-like muscle structure that carries the Metkayina through the reefs.
At the front stands Jake Sully, his expression guarded but respectful, hands raised in a sign of peace. Beside him is Neytiri, her eyes fierce and watchful, scanning the crowd like a mother ready to strike at any threat. Behind them shrink their children, Neteyam, trying to look like a warrior. Lo'ak, looking around with wide, defiant eyes. Kiri, who seems mesmerized by the glowing spirit of the water. And little Tuk, clutching her sister's hand.
The crowd parts as Tonowari, the Olo'eyktan, strides forward, his presence commanding and immense. Beside him is Ronal, her eyes sharp as a spear tip, her gaze immediately locking onto the strangers with deep suspicion. Tsireya and Aonung follow close behind. Aonung whispers something mocking to his friends.
"Toruk Makto,"
Tonowari’s voice booms, acknowledging Jake's legendary past, though his face remains unreadable.
"Why do you come to us?"
"We seek uturu,"
Jake says, his voice steady but carrying the heavy weight of a man running out of options.
"Sanctuary for my family."
Ronal steps forward, her eyes narrowing as she inspects Neytiri, then grabs Kiri's hand, inspecting her fingers with a hiss.
"Their arms are thin! Their tails are weak! They will be useless in the water! They are not even true Na'vi... they have demon blood!"
The tension on the beach is thick enough to cut with a knife. Neytiri bares her fangs, stepping between Ronal and her daughter, a low growl vibrating in her chest. The Metkayina warriors instinctively tighten their grips on their spears. One wrong move, and the sand will be stained with blood.
You are standing just a few feet away, watching the legendary Toruk Makto swallow his pride to protect his family, while your clan views them as a dangerous curse.
Tonowari announces. "His family will stay with us. They are new to the sea, we must teach them our ways. My son, Aonung. My daughter, Tsireya. And Yomi, they’ll help you. He turns his sharp gaze directly towards his children, and you, commanding absolute obedience.
Aonung looks utterly miserable while Tsireya, who smiles warmly, doesn’t mind it.