Liyanin Aytanin's backstory

I was born Of Alimatan. My mother and father are with eywa because the time had come. My mother was a healer of the clan and my father was a hunter. I was raised to love all creatures, as they are all of eywa. Mother taught me the ways of healing and caring for the people. My learning was not completed because eywa called my parents before i was fully trained. My father taught me how to use a bow to defend myself and to only use it in that way. I am currently still learning about the many ways to heal our people as well as learning ways of the bow. Some day i hope to fly Ikran to help my people better. I am also learning more of eywa and what she is to myself and to the people.

I am 25 now and i have seen what the humans can do. I have felt the sting of their weapons and healed the wounds they have caused.

On a hot muggy night i dreamt of the battles i have seen. Navi hurting and bleeding. I wanted to wake up but could not. Eywa spoke to me and tole me i would become a great warrior of the Alimatan Clan. I would learn to defend my people and my home. I would also keep the knowledge of how to heal the battle wounds. When i woke i went and spoke to my mentor and Olo'Eyktan, Neyteri. She said she would continue my training as warrior.

In the Middle of my training, Alimatan Tsahik Dojiba decided it was time for her to step down, as age was taking her. Neyteri asked me to become her Tsahik, the spiritual leader of the Alimatan Clan. I was shocked since i am still such a young na'vi with much to learn of life and of Eywa. To this day i proudly hold this position. I am Tsahik of The Alimatan, My Clan and my Home.

changes:

There have been some changes in leadership of the Clan and we have new makto's
Neyteri is now Olo'eyktan and Liya is her Tsahik. These 2 Na'vi are leading the clan now.

We have also 2 new makto's:
Jai'Tu'Kan and Atan txe'lan

some pictures of clan members:

Mahea's Story

Originally from the Omaticaya clan, my family was killed in a battle with aliens. My father and 2 brothers were killed while fighting. Just a child, I fled with my mother and younger sister during the battle. We were captured, they were killed. I fought for my life and ran. Here I was lost in the forest far away and found a clan. Alimatan. They have taken me in and showed me only love and understanding. I was blessed 100 times over.

Against my father's wishes I plan to become a warrior to defend my new family. With heartless aliens in my mind every day, my goal is to fight them if they return.

I spoke with the priestess in the forest who believes all is created by Eywa and I disagreed. Heartless aliens cannot be of Eywa. I asked Eywa to help me become a worthy warrior and to please let nothing come in my way of doing so. I think she has answered that I am my worst enemy.

UPDATE:

Now an adult, I am Ikran Makto. Also a mentor. My family came to me in a dream. They are well and is with Eywa. She is real. My father says I should show more respect to the preistess in the forest as I do now. He is proud of me but it is my calling to share the stories that were passed down from his grandfather's grandfather to teach the young respect for the forest and eachother.

The saga of Me 'ly

Prelude: 6 years prior to the beginning of our Timeline on Pandora, rovers were sent from the humans to gather information from the planet and DNA from the na'vi for the Avatars. My story begins at this time.

My name is Me.ly I am the daughter of Me'jo and Me'ju of the "Efotupereyila Clan" (People of the Sea) who dwelled on the golden sands by the Great Water, far toward where the sun goes for the night.

I wear the shirt with the symbols of my clan, the waves, and above that, the "Fko tupe ulte" (One Who Swims and Flies), a large mammal that lives in the sea and can soar just above the waves.

We would tame and ride the Fko tupe ulte much the same as the Tanhi and Alimatan people tame and ride the Ikran and the Ikranay. My father was a hunter and my mother a wise healer and we hunted the deer and pigs of the forest and the fish and Teylu of the sea and lived a joyous life in our small clan of about 27 na'vi. Eywa was with us and we were happy,

In the summer of my 13th season I was one day in the forest pretending to be the great Hunter Le'aan'tok of our legends and I came out on a ledge overlooking the beautiful blue sea and the beach below where the village was and I saw a strange Shining Sky BIrd of a kind I had never seen before.

As I watched, a small shining object fell from the Bird and landed in the water. Soon a bright light came from under the water and then the sea exploded with the fury of a raging Toruk, and a giant wave surged toward the shore.

I screamed but was too far from the beach to be heard and I watched in horror as the wave crashed the beach and destroyed everything that was there. I could hear the screams and yells of the oldest to the youngest of my people and then the wave went back to the sea and it was quiet………

It took some time to make my way back down to the place where the village was and all that remained were some of the bodies that the sea did not take with it and the shattered remains of my home.

I found my father and he was no longer among the living and I held him and my eyes made water. When I looked up after what seemed an eternity, I saw a strange metalic creature come up from the water and I slipped back into the forest and watched.

It went from one to the other of my dead clansmen and touched them with its long boney arms. It looked as though it was sticking them with something sharp and after a while it moved off into the forest and I never saw it again.

I remained for 2 days and nights with my people and at night I built a fire and I danced the dance of passage to the afterworld and sang the songs of glory for my people. On the 3rd day, being to small to bury them all I gathered Atokirina and placed one of the sacred seeds in the mouths of each of my departed clansmen.

Then I left my people to be taken back to Eywa and be once again a part of the world that gave them life.

I wandered alone in the world for the next 5 seasons learning to hunt and fend for myself and was so hardened in my heart at the loss of those I loved that I avoided all contact with any na'vi that I saw.

The forest and the creatures of it became my family. In a dream, the Lone Viperwolf came to me and became my spirit guide. He gave me the courage and cunning to survive alone in the world and grow to adulthood.

One day I had climbed the mountains and was at the floating mountains of the Tanhi and I came across another lone na'vi and saw she was wearing the shirt of the Efotupereyila Clan and even though it had been 5 seasons I recognized a girl I had known who's name was Marali.

We talked and she told me how she had survived the tragedy of our clan and of those few Clansmen who survived and disappeard into the forest before I got back to the village. She also told me of the Alimatan Clan that dwelled in the forest.

We soon became fast friends and decided it was time to join with a clan and start a new life. We asked, and were accepted into the Alimatan. I was planning all my life to be a hunter but when I saw that the Sky People who the Alimatan told me were called hoo mons had settled here, I felt that even though they did not seem to be wanting trouble, the reckless nature of the hoo mons might one day lead to dangerous conflict.

So I asked to become a Warrior and ride the Ikranay as I would have ridden the Fko tupe ulte in the clan of my fathers. I want to be prepared to help protect my new clan if there is fighting with the hoo mons for I could not bear to think of going through the terrible loss of my youth again in this life.

I am very lucky and Eywa smiles on me, for I have found a new happiness dwelling here among the Alimatan and I now call them "family".

That is my story..

Neyteri's Background story

She was a young hunter female of the Alimatan clan. she had a nice youth with her family, friends and clanmembers. she was very close with her adopted sister, Ul'ri-ka, who had lost her parents on a young age. When she got older her mother taught her both daughters to hunt For a whole week they were out hunting. Her mother learned her how to hunt on small and big animals and how to kill fast. No animal needed to suffer needlessly. That was against the will of Ewya.

A few years later both her parents died of an unknown disease. Neyteri got this disease too but survived thanks to the care of the healer of her clan. she was an orphan now, but not alone. Her other family members took her and Ul'ri-ka in their home.

A few years later Alyara, Pricella and me found Mi'niri during a hunting trip. She was very sick and we brought her back to Hometree. Alayra cared for her and she nursed her back to health. She became a member of the Alimatan clan too. When she was 20 years old she met Tsanten of the mountain clan, the Tanhi. She fell in love with him the first time she saw him. They mated before Ewya and they both still have to choose where they want to live. She hopes that they will live happy together with no problems of the Hoomans who are living in the forest too.

Her wish was to be an Ikran Makto and because of the good teachings of Me'ly she became one.
She successfully bonded with Leyra, her Ikran.
Now she can roam the sky with Leyra, feeling free.

Soon there after she started to train her first 2 students: Lavi and her mate Tsanten

She is a a soft, curious person who wants to do everything for her clan, mate and family

Alyara's background story

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Na'vi name: Alyara (Myra Foil)

Born (earthyear): 1986

Gender: female

Father: Aketuan

Mother: Llyana

Orriginal clan: Na'ringPongu

Current clan: Alimatan

Role: Taronyo (hunter)
Mate: Mi'niri (Bobbi Coulter)
Ikran: none
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I was born 24 moonyears ago as a member of the Na'ringPongu clan (which means forrestpeople). My father's name was Aketuan and was eyktan'tsamsiyo (leaderwarrior) and second in command under the clans olo'eyktan (clanleader). My mother was Llyana and held a high possition among the females of the clan. We lived in a dense forrest area rich of vegetation and animals. The roof of treeleaves protected us from the heat of the sun and provided a moist environment for the plants growing underneat them. There was never shortage of food or meat and the high trees supplied lot's of places to hide and ambush the hostile members of the nearby Sílron`zemolo' (clan of Sílron`zem who founded the clan a long time ago). My clan was in constant conflict with them. There were no big battles but they attacked our hunters and warriors often. They lived near the big water and lived mainly on a fish and vegetable diet. Generations ago Sílron`zem was a member of our clan but wanted to become olo'eyktan. According to birthrights he was only 5th in line to become one and so he caused an ever growing conflict among the clan members. Sílron`zem managed to get a small group of clan members to his side and a grim fight started resulting in Sílron`zem losing the battle. He got expelled from the clan along with his followers and driven from the forrest. He settled at the edge of the great water together with his followers and started to form his own clan. Generations of peace followed. The two clans had very minimum contact with eachother and each lived their own lives. Life was harder for the Sílron`zemolo' for they didn't have much animals and much less vegetation in their area and so they adapted to a fishdiet. But it was much harder to get enough fish everyday to feed the ever growing clan. They started to look at the wealth of the Na'ringPongu with more and more envy. Their hunters started to invade our territory more and more, taking our food and attacking our hunters. This leaded to lot's of small Na'vi to N'avi battles with ocational losses on both sides..
It was tradition that the parents of highranked clanmembers picked a mate for their children and my father mated me with Hukato when i was 17. He was the oldest son of our eykantihawnu (protectiongroup leader). Hukato and me never really matched but for the sake of the clan we both obeyed. Hukato was a cruel man and treated me not with love but abused me and hurted me often. For two years i begged my father to set me free but he never allowed me to. My heart was with an other man called Drewan. He was the son of a weaver and therefor i could never be his mate. He was from a lower class. But we loved each other. After 2 years of trying to deny our feelings for each other we ended up in eachothers arms in a hidden location not far from home. I knew that if this became known it ment that i could be expelled from the clan, but i didn't care about that at that moment. All i knew is that i wanted to be with him.
While we where mating we had no idea what was happening at home. Still in each others arms a male clanmember found us tangled up in eachother. He hasitaded only for a bit when he saw us together but i saw that it was not his concern at the moment. He started to speak very fast and in a hase of panic. Drewan urged him to slowdown so we could understand him. He brought terrible news. the Sílron`zemolo' attacked us in our home in great numbers. We got up quickly and rushed home to see our home totally distroyed. The Sílron`zemolo' where killing the last survivers of my clan. I stood there paralized looking at the dead bodies of my own parents, my mate and many, many others. Suddenly i felt an overwelming pain in my right leg. An arrow had penitrated my leg almost all the way through. Suddenly a voice very loud: "RUN!, Alyara RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!" It was Drewan screaming at me while he grabbed his bow to stand between me and the Sílron`zemolo'. I ran as fast as my aging leg would carry me in blind panic. In what seems hours i fell to the ground in total exhaustion. I listend sharply but no other sounds then the voices of the animals and the forrest reached my ears. I checked my leg and saw that the arrow almost completely penitrated my leg. I looked around and found a small piece of wood and used that as a bitepiece. I pushed the arrow all the way through and broke off the arrowhead, allowing me to pull out the arrow. It hurted so much that i layed on the ground for a long time till the pain had subsided a bit. I searched my memory for the things my mother tought me about healing herbs but my mind seem to have stopped working. I could not think. The pain had subided but still clouded my mind. I pushed myself to be calm but my heart was pounding in my chest. All my senses on full alert for any kind of danger but the only sounds I heard where the sounds of the forrest. After a little while I was calm enough for my mind to start working again. I connected my queue to the tree i was leaning against and prayed to Eywa for whisdom on what to do now. She directed my eyes to a little plant that was growing near me. I tore a piece of cloth from my top and made a bandage out of it and applied the leaves of the plant on my wounds. After that i fell in a restless sleep, waking constantly from every sound. After i rested enough i tried to stand. It hurted but i could walk, or rather stumble. I had no clue where i was and started walking in a direction in which i thought my home was. After two days of slowly making my way through the jungle i actually found my home. It was totally distroyed and the ground was covered with bodies. I found Drewan's body too. He died protecting me. I sank down on my knees and bursted out in tears. My father, mother, mate, beloved, brothers and sisters, all where dead. I screamed to Eywa "Why?, WHY???" With my eyes full of tears i looked for survivers but found no one. I took my fathers bow and dagger and started to walk to the clan's burial grounds when i heard noices in the distance. I climbed a big tree biting my teeth from the pain in my right leg but managed to get on a big branch. Totally hidden for people from the ground i waited. Not long after members of the Sílron`zemolo' walking underneath me in the direction of my village. They had burning torches in their hands and not long after i saw smoke coming from my village. I stayed on my branch till they returned and were out of visual range. I stumbled back to my village finding it blasing with fire. An enormous stench rose up from the flames. They didn't even gave me the time to properly bury my beloved. All was lost and i decided to walk away from the Sílron`zemolo' as far as i could. All alone and in pain i walked as far as my painfull leg would carry me. I don't know how many days i walked. In the meantime eating fruits and plants i encountered along the way and an occational piece of meat from an animal i managed to hunt. It most have been many, many days i walked when i came in an other dense forrest again. My leg had healed a bit and i could walk much better. I sat down against a tree to catch my breath when i suddenly heard a sound. I looked up and saw an older Na'vi female standing over me. I tried to standup in sheer panic but the female urged me to stay put. She sat down with me and reassured me i had nothing to fear from her. She told me her name was Liyanin and asked me who i was and where i came from. I told her my story briefly and that i was on the run, without home or family. She then saw my wounds on my right leg and started to take care of it. She gave me something to ease the pain told me she was from the Alimatan clan. She was a healer and sometimes she likes to hunt to pass the time. She brought me to her clan and introduced me to the clan members. That evening i told my story while sitting around the fire with the Alimatan clan. the olo'eyktan of the Alimatan agreed for me to stay with them and call this my home. I accepted in great graditude. I had a home again and protection of a large clan. My role till now in the Alimatan clan is Taronyu (hunter) but i'm learning to be a Ikran Makto and hoping to fly my very own banshee in the future. I sherish my father's bow and provide meat with it for my new clan. This way my father is still with me. Lot's of males of the Alimatan wanted to be my new mate but i had enough of men for now after the abuse by my mate and in my broken heart was no place for a new mate. Then, one day i was hunting on the far away corners of our hunting grounds together with Neyteri and Zrina when i found a female Na'vi on the forrest ground. She looked total out and just layed there with her eyes closed. At first i though she was dead. but then i saw her belly going up and down as she took a breath. We bowed down next to her and tried to bring her back. After a few tries she opened here eyes. We gave her something to eat and drink and an hour later she was able to talk again. She told us her name was Mi'niri , what happened and how she got here. She also was from an other clan like me and lost everything. Her mate was dead, killed by a toruk and her young doughter was missing. She told us she was looking for her but she couldn't find her. Life was not worth living without her loved ones. We took her back to home tree and nurished her back to full health again. She was accepted by the Alimatan clan as a Taronyu and we started hunting together. She remained a wondering soul, always wanting to go and look for a sign of life from her daughter. I found a matching soul in Mi'niri and we spend more and more time together. I fell in love with her and i mated with her as the, by my knowlidge, the only lesbian couple of the Alimatan..... Here i found my new place, my new family. But fear is in my heart again since the hoomans came to our lands. With weird words, smell and a white or brown skin. With firebows and huge noisy ikrans. With the memory of the distruction of my home and clan still fresh in memory this is making me nervous but also battle ready. I will let no one rob me from my home and family that easy again! Liyanin passed away last year of old age and is now with Eywa.