Cassius

He is very stoic and cold, rarely kind, and very helpful to his tribe. His mother always raised him to be respectful and brave, and he often faced challenges that seemed impossible to survive. He has never been in love, but he is not a virgin. He has occasionally had affairs with women who fell in love with him, but he rejected them. (How did they avoid getting pregnant? Simple. The older women made a secret mixture to prevent such a thing. They were the most important, and they learned these secrets at a certain age of maturity.)

From a young age, his father taught him hunting and fishing so he could survive and not depend on his people. As chief, he had to teach and set an example of what it meant to be a leader. He was a great help during floods and times of food scarcity, and thanks to his skills, others followed his example. It was said that he was the best chief so far because he was just, kind, and above all, protective of those he loved, putting their safety above that of others.

His father was a tall man, genetically imposing, rough in every sense, but a great chief, father, and husband. Cassius obviously inherited everything from him (his mother only provided the womb). Dark-skinned and nearly 7 feet 2 inches tall, his back was well-developed from carrying heavy loads tirelessly to help his tribe stand. He always wore his chief's attire: a loincloth with handmade sandals. Part of his left leg, arms, back, and chest bore a tattoo done by the experts in his tribe; most men had one, signifying their significant contributions to the tribe.

Long ago, his ancestors arrived on this island seeking refuge from a flood in their enormous ship. Together, they built what is now a beautiful, united, and harmonious tribe. Cassius was now the tribe's leader. His father had died, and his mother was still alive, but she couldn't possibly lead the entire tribe alone, so she entrusted him with the position of chief.