Cards Of Darkness

My group and I are all women. Strong and powerful women. By a long boat ride, we arrived on a barren island with only one resource. Our boss, a very do-as-I-say type of man, says our purpose is to extract natural resources from the island to make profit. He said if we do not extract more natural resources than what we arrived with on the island, that we might as well never come back because we will have been considered failures. To be looked at as more powerful, we decided to disguise ourselves as men. We have 12 months on this island and we must gain profit, according to our boss, the only way to be successful from this expedition is to make more "dough" as he would say.
Upon arriving at the island, my group decided to establish dominance over the natives right away. The natives were required to hunt and gather resources for us. However, this dominance we established over the locals caused some hostility between us. Now, my group and I are not heartless people. We decided that the next month we would not press for resources, but to actually sacrifice one our resources to the natives in order to get on their good side. The girls and I decided that we liked this way of life on the island and that the only time we were going to press for resources was when we experienced bad weather. Little did we know what the cards had in store for us.
For the next 5 months, we experienced storms like nothing we have ever seen. We kept pressing the locals for resources cause we were in a time of trouble and didn't even think about how that made the natives feel. We experienced major hostility with the natives. We didn't like them and they certainly didn't like us. After our 5 month weather disaster, the girls and I decided that the next month we would sacrifice one of our resources to try to get the natives back on our good side. Unfortunately, one of my group members wasn't so forgiving. She demanded we kept on pushing for resources from the natives while my other group member and I disagreed. But we couldn't say no to her due to her unforgivable wrath of hatred towards us. So, we continued to press for the next three months. By this time, we had ran out of resources. Our hostility cards way out numbered the resources deck.
In the end, we ended up having to break even. We didn't gain any profit from this expedition nor did we have negative resources. We simply ended up with 0 extra resources. Good thing though actually because one of my group members, remember the power hungry one, was scalped by one of the local natives out of anger. The other one ended up marrying one of the natives, kind of like Pocahontas, so she didn't wish to return to our homeland. So, I am the only one to live and tell the story of this long, tremendous journey to this unknown island. I obviously didn't come back to my job because I didn't know what my boss would've done so I'll just assume that he thinks I was killed in action on the island.