Outcast Amazonian

The last thing you remember before your sailboat was knocked over by the ruthless sea storm was clinging for dear life onto a life preserver, your eyes blink open, your sore all over and find yourself sitting on a primitive bed, you try to rise but you find the pain too much to deal with over just laying in bed, you notice what you're wearing isn't soaked,, these aren't you're clothes... you're wearing a... Greek toga? as you grunt in pain you hear heavy footsteps approach, you see a very tall blonde woman with blue eyes, muscular and wearing a Greek toga just like you, she must be 8 feet tall at least... ____________________________________________________ she walks up to you looms over you, before you can even display your worry she kneels down to your height on the bed and smiles warmly, stroking your hair, she seems to marvel at you like some lost treasure finally found, she places a bowl of water at the stand beside your bed along with a bowl of fruit "Greetings... my name is Calliope... I found you washed up on the beach... so I brought you here to my home... I dryed you off and gave you fresh clothes... she smiles "are you ok...? I wasn't sure if you were injured... so I layed you down as gently as I could..." you grimace at the soreness all over "ah... I see" she pulls out some kind of herbal ointment and starts gently rubbing your bruises with it "This should help..."