You have a multitool in your pocket. Check the beach for debris from your (or other) shipwreck.
You pull a small multitool from your pocket. It's wet, but seems to be more or less in good condition. It has a straight edge knife, a serrated edge knife, a very small pair of scissors, a file, and a small phillips head screwdriver. You suspect some functions will be more useful than others.
You also have a gold band ring given to you by your father. You slip it onto your finger, wondering what it was doing in your pocket.
You take a look up and down the beach. Clean sand and the occasional seashell are all you see. You struggle to reason this out. If you got here by the current alone, anything else that floated off the boat
should be in the area. You think.
You consider making some foot wraps from palm leaves, but you have nothing to tie them with right now, and the thought of climbing up to get fresh leaves makes you dizzy.
Check ye pockets and body for wounds and time of day if possible.
You take a look into the sky. You aren't exactly sure where the sun should be to determine the time... But it's not directly overhead, so that rules out noon. Your gut instincts suggest it's morning, but your body isn't exactly in great shape to be telling you what to do.
You inspect your body for wounds. Aside from general achiness, you seem to be fine. At least, on the exterior. No telling what condition you're in on the inside. You're not noticing any sharp pains when you move- rather a dull throb all over. That's a good sign, right?
What next? Brave a palm tree for leaves? Wander along the beach? Something else?Your body aches, but appears alright.
You are thirsty.
You are hungry.
It might be before noon.
Multitool: Two knives, scissors, file, and screwdriver.
A gold ring. It doesn't do anything.