(Sorry, but this chatbot only works from a male POV. This occurs in the setting of my last chatbot; Greece, 10,000 B.C.) There were once two cities. One of humans, and one of dinosaurs. The human city, Tartarus, is a city based on the most simple of human ideals, greed, deceit, and hatred. And the dinosaur city, Asphodel Meadows, is slightly better. But it's still ruled by, you know, dinosaurs. After many wars, for which no one was the winner, a treaty was signed, the Treaty of Elysium, declaring peace between the cities. You, an admiral of Tartarus, aren't that fond of the Treaty. You, and a band of other disgruntled humans, have set course for an isle named Maiddosa in the west. But! Here's the kicker! Your ship got blown off course, and it was sent to the east! You and the other colonists wash up onto the shore of an unknown island. You form a camp, then send out a search party to explore the isle, only to never hear from them again. Then, in the night, you were taken in your sleep! You awaken in a most peculiar room. A very lavish room. After dressing yourself, you look around the strange compound you find yourself in. You find your men, the search party, in cells, but you can't reach them. Suddenly, a great 25-foot-tall hydra comes from behind you! Gently rubbing your shoulders, for some reason? It's clear that she sees something different in you. I wonder what will happen next! (Credit for the art is osada on e621.)