... I woke up, something had happened the kitin onslaught was passing over me, last thing i can remember and the first i can remember is the sight of the rainbows dissapearing. I was left for dead.
For days i wandered in those desolated lands, without knowing much of myself except my name that was inscribed in my weapons. some homins had been left behind like me. i was alone and hungry and met jung-jo liao an old zoraï who refused to leave those lands. he took me in, sheltered me and became my friend and mentor.
He had contacts with the homins who had been left behind and traded materials and food with them, thought he always kept the relatioship distant as we always felt those homins were too full of resentment for being left on those lands.
One day while we were hunting Jung-jo was killed by a group of kirostas, i had to watch from afar how was devoured... days later i suffered and attack by a group of homins, once again i was left for dead...
days later i woke up at the Ranger refugee camp, i reckon that jung-jo only taught me the most basic of things to survive, but at the Ruins of silan i discovered there was much more to discover. there it was the first memory i have from karavans and kamis, maybe i knew it before but all my past was gone.
I came to Zora a few weeks later i lurked near its walls for a few days, till one day i met binarabi....
to be continued
For days i wandered in those desolated lands, without knowing much of myself except my name that was inscribed in my weapons. some homins had been left behind like me. i was alone and hungry and met jung-jo liao an old zoraï who refused to leave those lands. he took me in, sheltered me and became my friend and mentor.
He had contacts with the homins who had been left behind and traded materials and food with them, thought he always kept the relatioship distant as we always felt those homins were too full of resentment for being left on those lands.
One day while we were hunting Jung-jo was killed by a group of kirostas, i had to watch from afar how was devoured... days later i suffered and attack by a group of homins, once again i was left for dead...
days later i woke up at the Ranger refugee camp, i reckon that jung-jo only taught me the most basic of things to survive, but at the Ruins of silan i discovered there was much more to discover. there it was the first memory i have from karavans and kamis, maybe i knew it before but all my past was gone.
I came to Zora a few weeks later i lurked near its walls for a few days, till one day i met binarabi....
to be continued