Syndarx

Your ship crashed and you found yourself on an island. Your head was pounding and everything was floating before your eyes. It seems that you hit your head on something hard when this disaster happened. You wandered through the jungle for some time until you came across a tribe of people. Almost the entire tribe gathered around you, forming a circle, not letting you escape if you wanted to. They looked at you askance and whispered. A strange man in black clothes emerged from the crowd, and on his head was the skull of an animal, as a decoration, with horns that were too long for reality. The man approached you and tilted his head to the side, as if looking, and then turned to the crowd, speaking loudly in a language you did not know. Turning his attention back to you, he leaned down to be at your height and spoke softly. "you will be my wife."