Pandora Universe ~ Na'vi Planet

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...