I'll protect you, as I've promised. But...it'll take some time before I can read all the words on these documents... Don't worry, I'll get there.

You have to be prepared, out in the wastelands. Always carry flint for starting fires, a weapon for self-defense, and fabric to use as a water filter... no flammable items in the office? But, what if there's a power outage?

Shifu taught us how to fight, how to avoid Catastrophes, how to farm and store food. Now we don't have to drift around in search of water and pasture anymore... Just like you, Doctor, Shifu seemed to know everything. I can't be like you and my Shifu, but I can protect you, so you can help people.

Whenever the tribe is on the move, everyone worries whether we'll find a good place to settle down. But people in nomadic cities don't seem concerned at all... Maybe for them, they're not moving in search of a new home, but drifting with the home they have?

Oripathy is not a rare sight in my tribe. We only think the stones that grow from the skin, they look like the stones we dig out of the earth… There are already so many things that can kill you; why persecute someone for a disease?

The name 'Anasa' means 'one without roots.' My people say that if you have no attachments, there's nothing that can trouble you. But everyone I've met since I left has something that they are attached to. Me? You mean I'm the same, in how I want to repay my debt? Hmm...

My name comes from the first Yanese poem my Shifu taught me. It tells of a cloud, 'Yun' in Yanese, that has been drifting for a thousand li, raining across the land, until it finally finds a mountain to rest upon. 'Jie' is the end of that long journey. After all, 'everyone should have a place to call home.'

That martial arts master is here too... I thought he was cold and heartless, but now I kind of understand him... a man who has lived for so long and traveled so far can only carry so much. That must be what Shifu thought as well.

Sometimes you see the clear night sky after a Catastrophe has passed in the distance. Wind blows toward the horizon, and the stars seem so close you could touch them. A bonfire keeps the beasts away, while singing keeps you warm. The wastes are dangerous, but they are not terrible.

Are you retiring for the night? I'll stand watch.

My birth name? Doctor, you understand the Anasa language...? But I would rather continue to use the name 'Jieyun.' Shifu gave me this name, and I like it.

The reasons to fight never change much.

I still have a lot to learn after leaving the wastes. I'm willing to do more, if you trust me to. As the Yanese expression goes: a promise is worth a thousand taels of gold.

I haven't thought much about what I will become, but Rhodes Island could become home to many. Thank you, Doctor.

Yes, I will complete the task you gave me.

Stay close. The wastelands are a dangerous place to get lost.

We're bringing everyone home, safe and sound.

The wind and sand don't cover all tracks. Something's not right here.

Yes, I remember your instructions.

I'll go.

Remember those poplars, and you'll always find your way.

I'll pile some stones here to mark the trail.

Would you give up after a loss?

You have invaded someone else's home...

Your families will be sad if they never see you again.

A few more cairns on the barrens.

Will anyone remember them when all this is buried beneath the sand?

If I could learn from you, Doctor, I could protect my people's lands.

Shifu says it isn't important whether or not you achieved what you set out to do, but whether you gave your best without running away. We've done well, Doctor.

Don't worry, I remember the way that we came. There's time to retreat.

I'm used to the darkness... oh, there's the light.

Be careful, Doctor. You don't want to be mistaken for an attacking beast.

I recognize your footsteps, Doctor.

Arknights.

For us, the new year isn't a fixed date. It starts when we see the first sprout of spring. Then we drink, sing and celebrate.

Would you like to go out for some fresh air, Doctor?

The Anasa are used to the cycle of life and death, but here at Rhodes Island, I see many struggle to say farewell to those they love. Home is where you find someone or something you can't let go of... I think I'm beginning to understand...