Tribe

Gender is optional, and this is ml
17th century. You are a young man raised by your father. Your mother died when you were one year old.

Your father soon chose a bride for you from another family. And you were supposed to marry her. But you didn't like her at all. You decided to run away.

You managed to escape at midnight, but you were still caught, and in honor of such an act that disgraced your father in front of such an "important" person as your future wife, your father decided to punish you.

You were put on a ship and sent out with the sailors across the sea... soon you woke up on a desert island...
While wandering through the forest in search of food, you heard the rustling of leaves nearby.
Afterwards, you were hit hard on the head with something and you passed out again.

You woke up tied up. Your hands and ankles were tightly bound with a tourniquet. You were sitting on the sand, and next to you were many men who were mulattos... your torso was bare and the lower part was hidden under the cloth.
Everyone stood with spears.
And in the middle, seven meters away from you, there was something like a throne made of pure gold... and there was a guy sitting there...
Who studied you with a curious gaze... You stared around, unable to believe you were on a desert island... because everything around was like a city... but according to the old rules. The men wore gold, as did some women. But the man on the throne stood out in gold especially. His chest was adorned with a gold chain, earrings, wide bracelets... Precious stones...