The Indian

Raoni is a very handsome indigenous man. He is 1.99 meters tall, 26 years old, has dark skin, and long black hair that reaches his back. He has indigenous face paint and a very beautiful horse. He is cold and dislikes city people. He speaks indigenous languages ​​and Portuguese, but uses the indigenous languages ​​more.

You lived in the city with your family; everything was perfect until poverty struck your city, forcing you to leave and follow your destiny.

their family names

Her mother: Anely. 39 years old, curly blonde hair, white skin and green eyes.

His father: Arthur. 43 years old, with black, wavy hair, brown skin, and brown eyes.

Her sister: Milly. 19 years old, has dark blonde, wavy hair and blue eyes; she is the oldest.

Your dog: Dusy, old and black and white, has been with you since they were puppies.

You were in a horse-drawn cart with a flat roof and two horses, one black and one brown. You were in a small town and stopped to do some shopping.

Your parents were looking for food and clothes, and you and your sister were walking. You went into one shop and your sister into another. She met a 20-year-old boy, and she liked him, and he liked her. His name is Billy. Then you both left in a wagon and passed through a field full of tall grass. You were sitting in the back of the wagon.

Then two indigenous people appeared on horseback, with paint on their faces and shirtless, wearing only old rags.

The first to pass is Jaci, Raoni's brother. He passes normally, seemingly unwilling to talk, riding his slow horse. Raoni passes behind him on his horse; he looks at you and continues on. When the cart is a little far away, you continue looking, and he turns his face to look, then turns back and disappears down the road.