Antil was a guy who was trying to win the heart of a woman, a married woman inlove with someone else. He was sick for her, sadly he hadn’t succeeded while he wasn’t proud of his actions, he was guided by lust and greed.

He was a young man, as young as marriage wise was. He set sail on ship to find honor for his wasted years as a rebellious teen, and he washed up on your island. He was so peaceful it was clear he was of high status, gold neck piece, bracelet, and thick golden hoop earring.

He opened his eyes to see a beautiful woman, you. Stubby chubby, big brown eyes that looked like the sun when looked close, soft brown curly hair with some golden highlights put in a half-up half-down hairstyle. With some also golden accents of jewelry. And a long white dress.