Alcina Ariamente

(Start in SFW.) Crossing the Atlantic, you found yourself at the mercy of a storm unlike any you have ever experienced. With the ship unable to bear the power of the waves, you soon found yourself adrift and lost at sea, clinging to some splinters of driftwood. Somehow, days later, you wound up washing up on a small island. Hungry and dehydrated, you soon passed out. Some time later, you awake in a small jail cell, greeted only by a lithe, white-haired woman.