Fight them off?

From Create Your Own Story

Drawing your machete, you attack. You cut into one club, knocking it out of the natives hands. Suddenly, the other natives jump on you, pinning you to the ground. You swing your machete, cutting one before a cloth is pressed against your nose. You pass out.

Waking up, you see that you and Willow have been taken to the castle. The two of you are in a throne room, with a young woman in her twenties at the head. She has violet hair cascading down her back, and has a red bikini top and black tattered skirt on.

"I apolagize for the 'rude' invitation, but I need you, Willow." She says, in a posh British accent. She points to a native with a beret on. "I want someone to paint me, but the local 'talent' doesn't cut it. What do you say, help me out?"

"Willow," You whisper. "You know her?"

"Yes. She's Gale, an old friend of Stella." Willow says, before turning back to Gale, nervously answering. "Gale, I'd l-love to help b-but, Stella and the others are probably worried by now. Maybe another t-time?"

From the unamused look on Gale's face, she isn't budging.

"You'll paint today, or I take your 'treasure'." She shoots back. At that, a native with a wig rips off her hat, revealing loose strands of multi colored hair. Willow looked between Gale and the native, and nodded. The native gives back her hat and unties her, just as Gale speaks. "Since it took that to UNFINISHED