"There are many islands in this archipelago.
"It is your job as a commander to protect them."
The man moved his hands over a vast sheet of paper with the locations of every island.
"There are also many secrets on these islands, known to none except the natives...
"...And the Blackguard."
He handed a folder to the new commander, labelled "Blackguard." It was a hefty folder, filled with many files on all the members of the Blackguard.
"They seize the islands for their own use, enslaving the natives."
The older gentleman threw another folder onto the table, and a picture of the natives. They were white haired, yellow skinned, and very buff.
"As your new rank of commander, and general of the island given to you, you swear to protect the natives, return their islands and crystals, and to fight against the Blackguard with all of your strength."
He threw the last and heftiest folder onto the table, it had information about the island under the commanders care in it.
"I call you to your arms commander, your troops are waiting for your orders."
He turned and pressed a button on the wall, sending the commander, the folders, and the supplies, out the back of the plane.
The parachutes grabbed at the air as he floated down, giving him a good view at the hazy tropical island given to him. There were already many buildings, weapons and boats on and around the island, and the inhabitants looked up to view their new commander.