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Plot Thread
Table of Contents
Page 1
P. 1 - Introduction (You are here)
P. 2 - Shadow
P. 3 - Shadow's Information & Role-Plays
P. 4 - Aquaria
P. 5 - Aquaria's Information & Role-Plays
P. 6 - Dark Tempest
P. 7 - Dark Tempest's Information & Role-Plays
P. 8 - Txantompa
P. 9 - Txantompa's Information & Role-Plays
P. 10 - Tanhìatan
P. 11 - Tanhìatan's Information & Role-Plays
P. 12 - Txon'aw
P. 13 - Txon'aw's Information & Role-Plays
P. 14 - Group Photo
P. 15 - Deleted

Nickname: None
Age - 2 Years
Chosen - None
Generation - 1
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Single
Breeding - 0
Sexuality - Bisexual
Courting - None

For most of Shadow's life he's known little pleasures and a lot of pain. He was born during the time of the Falling of the Stars (a meteor shower). Stories say that his birth was painful and that his mother was not strong enough to survive. She died three days after he was born. The marking on his chest set him apart from the others as his birth will always taint who he is. No one named him since his mother had died and for a large part of his life, he hung around in the shadows, literally and metaphorically thus his name.

Even if it didn't look like it, Shadow always had good intentions for everyone. Whenever he could, he would help any soul - human and azrein alike. There was no discrimination for him. And he felt a certain peace in helping others hence he never starved for attention. He was a brave sort who would put himself in danger unnecessarily sometimes. Shadow has ventured further into the Isles in an effort to find what else is out there for him to find and save. All he really needs now is someone in distress.

R O L E - P L A Y S

"Stars in a Purple Sky"

Nickname: None
Age - 2 Years
Chosen - None
Generation - 1
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Taken
Breeding - 1 (Savage)
Sexuality - Bisexual
Suitors - Savage

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Nickname: None
Age - Adult
Chosen - None
Generation - 2
Parents - Dark Tide x Kainda
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Single
Breeding - 0
Sexuality - Heterosexual
Suitors - None

Dark Tempest is the second child of Dark Tide and Kainda. From the moment she was born, she was a ball of energy always wondering and questioning. Part of it is because she's naturally curious. Another is because she is blind. Tempest often uses her brother for her eyes which is the reason why she's around him so much or one of her parents. Kainda tries to train her to see with her other senses, but Tempest doesn't fully understand yet. As an adult, it makes the world a bigger and scarier place.

But she has her huge family, and that's all that matters to her.

Nickname: Tompa
Age - Adult
Chosen - None
Generation - 1
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Single
Breeding - 0
Sexuality - Heterosexual
Suitors - None

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Nickname: Tanhì, Ata
Age - Adult
Chosen - None
Generation - 1
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Single
Breeding - 0
Sexuality - Heterosexual
Courting - None

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Nickname: Night One
Age - Adult
Chosen - None
Generation - 1
Herd/Rank - None/None
Maritial Status - Single
Breeding - 0
Sexuality - Heterosexual
Courting - None

There was a gentle snort as the eyes of the night one awoke, just like most. His pupils shone a gentle gold just like most as he surveyed his surroundings. A grunt and a tired sigh escaped his nostrils as he rose himself from the ground. He shook off his pelt as if in attempt to shake off sleep just like most. To get him thinking, the stallion stepped lightly forward and bent down starting to graze. Just like most when they awoke, he was hungry and in need of nourishment. His mind began to travel however as if wondering how he got here again...

Lormokri [beautiful voice] was singing again. His ears flicked as he trotted through the brush toward the sound. He made sure to stay for away however in fear of her clan and her father, the olo´eyktan [clan leader]. There were stories of how fierce and protective he was of his family and clan. But oh, how she was divine even then. Lormokri was graceful, humble, and ever so gentle. And yet her voice...so potent even a thanator and an ikran would never dare attack her. He drank in her sound every night that she sang. It's what lead him here in the first place. The male had been hanging out in this area and making sure to keep his tracks limited. He was afraid that once found he would be chased away. He took in a breath each time she moved and at one point he swore that she was staring at him. Not wanting to risk anything, he quickly disappeared back into the forest. Each night it was like that as he watched her sing and followed her as she moved through the forest. She seemed so happy sometimes...and yet unhappy when alone. He was confused. She had everything she could ever imagine and want...why was she unhappy?

One day the night one got careless and came out in her sight. Their eyes met for the first time and it was as if Eywa was with them. Something clicked it seemed and instead of running in fear she came forward. The two spoke until the light turned into darkness and even then she was reluctant to go. She was learning so much about him and he her. Strangely she wanted to know more about him and why he was nameless. Each time he changed the subject and each time she waited patiently for him to trust her. She often tried to convince him to follow her back to the clan, but again he refused. Too many had already rejected him. Too many had said he was feaungia [bad omen]. But she was as patient as she was persistent. To ease his mind, she would often sing to him and teach him the beauties of Eywa's world and creations - including him. She said there was a purpose to him, and that if he would only look to Eywa, he would find it. There was nowhere else he'd rather be but with her. And each time she left, he felt a part of him go as well.
One eve when she asked again, he was surprised that he agreed. He realized that he couldn't be without her.

The night one felt all eyes fall upon him as he entered the clan lands with her. Her fellows stopped what they were doing and quickly stared as he came by. His eyes were focused on her home however even as his ears flicked to catch what they were saying. "Vrrtep" [demon] one growled and spit over his shoulder. Ketengvitra [different soul] another snorted in fear keeping her offspring back. The stallion shut his eyes tightly wanting to run and be rid of this. And yet, he felt the reassuring touches of Lormokri and her gentle singing. Her songs pierced his heart and gave him a fiery courage. It was then that his eyes finally met with him - the olo´eyktan. The stories did him no justice as the male stood much taller than him. His eyes were fierce and his body looked as if it had been through too much for him to be able to stand. And yet there he was a proud and powerful warrior. The night one greeted him formally as Lormokri had taught him to do. They had a heated discussion that left the people speechless. No stranger had ever come into their home and assumed equal footing with their leader. Of course, the night one had no name in this place and no name at all to claim to. When the chief asked, it was his daughter who answered. "Poan syaw Txon'aw [He is called Txon'aw]." She yelled standing next to him. The people became enraged that this outsider had poisoned their beloved Lormokri's mind. The chief's eyes turned in color as the anger dripped from him. His mouth opened as he spat venom at the outsider stretching his hands up and open widening their span. Txon'aw was banished from their lands as the people began to swarm him.

The night one had never run so fast in his life. His body hurt and burned as bruises and cuts formed and swelled. Lormokri was so sure! He believed in her as she promised him some sort of acceptance. Why did he believe her? He fought back tears as he angrily tore through the brush leaving a path. The stallion collapsed in a tired heap closing his eyes. They only snapped open to see the graceful form of Lormokri. She had come to him again that night. At first he was angry and full of confusion. But that all came tumbling down as he buried his head into her neck and she embraced him as he cried. he let everything out as she sang a gentle song. He stared her in the eyes showing that he was tired of everything. The night one urged her to go with him, but she refused. Lormokri's place was here with her family and people. She left him with a final song and a promise that he would find what he was looking for and they would be back together if he promised her never to give up. She told him to come back for her the day he found it.

The stallion was more awake now as he remembered his love. She was waiting for him. He snorted feeling the blood boil in his body. He would not let her down. He would go out and form his own clan of strong people. He would go back and find her, take her by his side where her proper place was. They would form a family and be one of the greatest clans in all the land. They would be fierce and loyal to those that they called friends, but wrathful and malice to those they called enemies. The stallion then took in his name, Txon'aw - the Night One - and embraced it fully. She gave him that name for a reason and he would make her proud of it. With a renewed vigor, Txon'aw turned and sped through the brush feeling the presence of Eywa all around him. He would go out and ensure that he would get his Lormokri, his yawne [beloved] back. And they would never be separated ever again.

Txon'aw would make his own home.

Won from Na'vi RP Event. .X.