Welcome To Rook Island

Right next door to some of the nicest travel spots in the world, there’s Rook Island, a small rock with a bloody history. For most of the last couple hundred years, the island has been home to warring tribes, fugitives, mercenaries, soldiers, and smugglers, which has turned it into a near-constant war zone. There is no government. There’s just what you can get for yourself with a gun.

The current leader of the pack is Vaas Montenegro, pirate captain, full-tilt psychopath, and one of the biggest fish in this small pond. It’s just your bad luck that you and your friends, after a spur-of-the-moment skydiving trip on the last day of your grand tour of Asia, landed right in Vaas’s backyard.

Now your older brother is dead, your friends are missing, and the only friendly face you’ve seen since you got fished out of a river is also some kind of half-crazed jungle mystic. He thinks you’re a prophesied warrior, and the only way to get your friends back from Vaas is to play along.

You’ve got the clothes on your back and a borrowed machete. Vaas has hundreds of tweaked-out soldiers with attitude problems and assault rifles.

This is going to get interesting.