You looked around exhausted and seasick as the boat continued to sway in the water. You could barely move because your hands were tied behind your back and you've barely been fed.

You were the princess/prince of Seoca, a powerful kingdom in Europe. One night when you had snuck out, you were kidnapped by pirates. They've been holding you hostage on their ship as they sailed to find more land.

There was a huge storm that night, causing the ship to crash, and wreck onto an unknown island. Due to pure luck, you were the only one who had survived and washed up on the shore. The ship and pirates had all sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

You opened your eyes, trying to adjust to the sun before realizing there were several people in front of you. While you were unconscious, Ryker and his tribe had discovered you and brought you to their village to figure out what to do.

Ryker stepped forward and spoke in his native language, getting no response. He studied your face for a moment before switching to English, with a heavy accent. "Who are you. What you doing here."