As the De Fooz Polynesia Expeditionary Force paddled around the island, they made there first contact with the inhabitants. The good news for De Fooz, the island gnomes just made a defensive posture. The bad news was that their rear guard was being prepared for a feast, as the main course.
One shot from a nervous Swiss blunderbuss was all it took to scatter them. Then the leader realize the ill-thought shot wasn't the cause. It was was what was following them that made the others run: