**************************** 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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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.
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.
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