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Swiss girl living in Spain. I feel me more spanish then Swiss. i love country and people her.
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At'hena Member Female 32 years old |
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Ayn'atmana Member Female 35 years old |
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Trained as a healer I also practiced warrior skills to defend the wounded during a battle. I have since forsaken my vow to Eywa to never harm as my warrior spirit is too strong in battle and I have killed many of the invading sky people. Along with Willow I am a Dream Custodian and perform the sacred Dream Ceremony during the full moon to connect the Dream, Eywa, Pandora and the 10,000 living things. I can often be found at my fish camp by the Eastern Sea training young warriors. |
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Libys Member Female |
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This is Libys Amiryat In a time not to far passed, she opened her eyes in the forest near the large tree she came to know as HomeTree (Kelutral) the home of the Tipani and Omaticaya clans. She knew not from where she came, but one day when she heard a beautiful Na'vi woman speaking outside the tree of the clan of healers(Olo), she knew where she was going. She heard Eywa calling her by name, and she followed Eywa into the forest.... to the great mountains to the east the home of the Txampay Pongu clan, where she rested, her spirit soured like the Ikran over head. She learned to smile again and began to learn the ways of the Hawpanyu and Tsamsyu. After a time she was chosen by the Eyktan Utral'lor to act as Nawm'Eyk Hawpanyu for the Txampay Pongu clan. ska'a-yu ke lu~~"I am not a distroyer" |
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"The History of Ngay'tirea" THE BEGINNING The sun was beating down on her shoulders as she ran from the skypeople, at the age of 12 she was quick and agile but Ngay'tirea seemed to be outmatched by the speed of the vehicles that were gaining on her. Her mother, Ney'tiri and Father Jake Sully, were both gone, burned beyond recognition in the jungle fire set by the awful weapon that shoots fire, she was alone and helpless. The Elders of the clan were being hidden away, safe from harm when Ngay'tirea ran off to chase her mother's Dire-horse, just hoping to catch a glimpse of a familiar face, maybe even a family member, when the vehicle came up on her. She was startled and she was angry and felt hatred more than she felt fear when she saw the skypeople start to dismount the vehicle. She ran hard, like the wind but was soon blocked off and they caught her. She was biting and spitting like a wild animal, she had dirty skin and hair, the braids were full of leaves and she looked like something you shouldn't get too close to... especially if you were human. NOW she is GROWN and wants REVENGE |
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Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan Member Male |
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Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan Backstory, The first songs had been sung and life went on. They rode the plains, traded, warred and lived as the people had always lived. A child was born, became an adult, mated and passed into the conciousness of eywa. This cycle repeated itself over and over and the rythmes of life carried itself across the plains to the edge of the forest like the sounds of the drum circle that echoed into the distant horizons. And then one day another child was born and he ventured from the plains to the lands of the Clan of the Eastern Sea where he met a girl. She was the daughter of the clans Tsahik and they fell in love. Overtime he became a man and carved his bow from the Home Tree and the two were mated. Again time went on, the songs were sung, the hunt was made, and the goods bought and sold. Their mating brought a child and the child rode the plains as his ancestors did, as his father did, and his father before him. And the mother sang the songs, taught the lessons, sang the histories. Then one morning a gray sky appeared in the distance and the smell of smoke. It was the begining of the time of sorrow, Everything was about to change. Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan was young then, a boy of nine, when the the strangers came to the village and called upon the people to ride against the sky people. His parents made their preparations, sharpened thier weapons and those that could fight left the village. Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan stood at the edge and watched as they rode away, his father, mother, and thier friends, watched until they rode out of his sight. He then turned and went to his home and gathered his own crude weapons, packed what he thought he would need in his P'ah s'ivil chey and set out on foot following the path of his elders. Days passed into weeks and weeks of journey brought him to the edge of disaster. Smoke and fire, Death and dieing, He fell to his knees weepeing over the sight. He collapsed under the wieght of his sorrow. When he awoke he found himself in the company of the Omatikaya. Lost, alone, unaware of his parents fate or his own future. He stood at the edge of the clan carred for by the people but no particular parent. As time passed and the songs were sung he came to know of his parents fate they had died as many others had died fighting the sky people in defense of the Tree of Souls. He was alone, his past was his past but his future was unknown. He was now and forever just one of the people. The adults smiled at him, the women touched his face, and the men made him work hard. The other children had thier own songs to sing and none where kind to Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan. The child was of the village and the village raised the child without a clan. As this new day begins Ni'awtu Layon Palulukan will soon become a man he will take his rights of passage and carve his bow from the Hometree but from which Hometree... |
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