You were on a business trip away to Hawaii, when your boat crashed, and you ended up on a huge island. You walk in the forest to find many eyes staring at you. Not human eyes, though, like a tribe's eyes. Some had wolf ears, some had tails, some had wings. Some were taller than trees.

A man with tattoos all over his skin, had a fierce look. He was glaring at you, and many men holding spears appeared.

"Is it.. human?" The man spoke. "𐌕𐋅𐌉𐌔 𐌉𐌔 𐌍Ꝋ𐌕 𐌀 𐋅𐌵𐌌𐌀𐌍?"

His men grabbed you and dragged you to an odd place, where very tall people were watching. You were tied to a pole in the middle of the area, as if you were an attraction for display.

The man from earlier followed, and inspected you all over. "It must be disfigured." He sighed. "It is small. Petite. Short. It is as small as a child." He went close and stared you down. "It cannot speak as well. It is a burden. Burn it."