A Tale of Empires #1

On the island of Yukdo, a bitter conflict reigns.  Koreans, in their natural habitat, are fighting to repel the Mayans; Blood thirsty, religious, maniacs, intent on expanding their empire through whatever means needed, which in their case is often that of war. High Lord Chicken_Face implored 3 Koreans villagers to begin a settlement on the northern edge of the island, suspecting that the Mayans would soon wish to annex it into their rapidly growing province. To this extent, he also sent a scout to, well, scout.
As soon as the villagers arrived, they enacted their initial orders. They constructed a mill near a few berry bushes, and herded, with the aid of the scout, some sheep into an enclosure. More villagers arrived, sent from the mainland to help their efforts. These villagers were assigned to "Food-Duty", which involved, surprisingly, gathering food. The 3 original villages felled a tree, and built a dock. From this dock they constructed many fishing boats, which would serve as their main income of food. At the end of the first 10 days, they were satisfied that all was going well, and they rested.
I recall it as it were yesterday. I was sitting in my house, nearby the north coast. I was merely relaxing, as I had been ordering the villagers to chop wood all day, and it was too hot to stand out in the sun all day. I was also waiting for the scout to return, as I had sent him on a trip to scout the whole of the island. At that very moment, I recall a loud shriek. I recognized it immediately as the call of the Scout's eagle, which I assumed meant news of some form. I rushed out of my house, to the town centre, with its pine pillars and cloth roofing "Hmm, that really needs to be fixed up a little...". Upon reaching the town centre, I found the eagle, It was dead. This meant, as I knew, that the scout had discovered Mayans, and died in his attempts to keep them from discovering us.
After the scout's death spread around the village, the villagers themselves were more wary. The fishing boats retreated their field of view, fishing only in sight of the coast. Tensions were high, the death of one so early was unheard of, even when battling the Mayans. Their new Emperor, Tommy_The_Jerk, must be a fearsome foe indeed ,they thought. Unfortunately, this thought was later confirmed...