Ryzom

Twilight was spreadings arcoss the sky over the Scared Wind Tribe in the Holy Lands. I sat at the tribes edge of the lagoon, emotions running wild. I cast may gaze down to the crystal water and watched it change.

A child with out a care in the world appeared. He was sighing as his twin sister jumped on his back and rested her head upon his. Parents that were known through out Atys smiled behind them. Their life was heaven, but even heaven has it's secrets.

The image swirled around and around then settled revealing the same child but the joy was gone from his face. His eyes had lost all joy and happiness, now a void of searching had taken hold. His clothes were dirty and patched. The loving boy was now alone thief who trusted no one. FairHaven was his home and the beaches around it his hunting ground. Alas no one in all of FairHaven tried to stop him, even outsiders were stopped at his actions. They knew him and knew why he was a thief. He would only steal things of no true value, food, medicine, and armor supplies.

A flower peddle floated down and landed on the image. Ripples burst forth from the petal; when the petal was gone the image returned but now the boy had changed once again.

Now he wore the colors of the Tryker Tribe, The Silt. His hair was long and covered by a bandanna with a goggle, bare-foot as always he practiced spells under the watchful eye of his teacher. It was she who took him in and saw the power in his soul. He had the makings of a great mage, he knew an creatures weakness just by looking at it.

He turned his teacher and bowed with honor and walked off to find his way in life. He knew the LakeLands well and now need to discover his life. Symbols with titles then appeared were the image of a boy was.

WanderLust-His greatest family ever, next to the Silt.
Zorai-Odd but extremely wise Homins with grand knowledge of Magic.
Fryos-Experts of fighting and always happy to help you with a hunt
Matis-Beauty, Royalty, and Knowledge of Atys.
Prime Root-Home to many mysteries.

Jen'Mode then came running up to me, she was panting and trying to explained to me that my beloved Cin'Lone was going into labor. I stuttered, now, on the end of the year, I quickly got to my feet and dashed off with Jen'Mode to see Cin'Lone.

To be continued....

By the time I reach the tent where my wife was I couldn't see her, a Kami and Karavan blocked by path. I tried to force my way in but to no avail. I was crushed, I wanted to be with my wife but no.

Jen'Mode pulled me away from the tent; I didn't bother to try and escape her grasp. I was stronger then her but what would it change. It was just like when WanderLust disbanded and formed The Sacred Circle of Guardians. Alas this was the marking point of the end.

We worked to create a new WanderLust but no....We had our fun but we saw through the lies we were telling each other. One by one we took are different ways and lost connect with each other. As we took our own paths I found Redslayer and with him we found the Temple and Jen'Mode.

Jen'Mode I will never forget the name I cast the binding spell with her, as long as I live she can't die, but it has it's cost. If I die so may she and only we can break the bond. Now look at her, she it the best ranger in all of Atys.

Tho I still think of her as my daughter now I will have my own children. The Kami say Cin'Lone will give birth to twins. I know Cin'Lone will want to name one, but I really wish the Kami or Karavan could tell us if Cin'Lone is giving birth to two boys, two girls, or even a boy and girl.

Now I just need to think of names...Cin'Lone please stay strong.

//Windra

The sky was turning dark, the tribe lamps were alight and their soft flicker was calming my nerves but only so much. I remember when I first met Cin'Lone...She was a tough healer that had a warm touch. At first I wasn't sure what to think, this Fryos I've had never met in all my life was changing my bandages after the battle at CrystalBell.

Tho I haven told all of Atys what happened at the temple and still am, I never told about those nights. It was when I feared about the guild, what do they think happened to me? I would stare off the balcony into the endless void of the night. It was here where I could cry, I missed FairHaven, I missed the crazy hunts I had, I missed those crazy missions like how I needed up helping a plumber or thats what he called himself.

Tho his name deludes me, I still remember the jokes, he always talked about water and plumbing, what an odd ball. It was Cin'Lone who comforted me and soon we began to feel differently about one another. Then I made a promise to her...In the dead of night I told her when the battle is over we will leave the temple and explore Atys and if I live to see the end of the final battle I will marry her.

I truly thought I would die when I fought the Kittin Lords, I pushed my body and mind far beyond it's limits and the fact that I still stand is nothing more then a miracle. When I healed I kept my promise, Sen'Aqua, Jen'Mode, Cin'Lone, and I left the temple and traveled Atys and found cities and villages of extreme beauty and wonder. Then while telling our tale to a village of Zorai Cin'Lone came up to me and kissed me on the lips. She cheered, "Windra, I declare that we shall be wed and everyone here is a witness."

A few days later we wed in front of homins from all races and Karavan and Kami, it was at our wedding that we were given the teleport tickets to the Sacred Wind tribe, a gift from the alliance. That was several months ago and here I am, waiting news about my wife.

"Windra!" Jen'Mode and Sen'Aqua cheered from behind me. "Windra you may want to see this."

I followed them back to the tent, Cin'Lone was sitting up in our bed, she had a smile so warm I had never seen before. She was holding a bundle of silverish cloth. She looked up at me and nodded me over next to her. She then handed me the bundle in her left arm.

It was the cutest face I had ever seen, "He's your son." Sen'Aqua said with a cheery voice.

"What's his name Windra?" Jen'Mode asked as he smiled down at my sleeping son.

"How about Win'Mara, you are the cutest." I replied as my son turned in the cloth.

"Cin'Cathin and Win'Mara...I love it. A son and daughter." Cin'Lone spoke happily as I saw my daughters cute sleeping face.

"Can we help take care of them and the tribe would like to know too?" Sen'Aqua and Jen'Mode asked in eager voices.

"Of course, we are all family." Cin'Lone and I both replied happily.

Sen'Aqua and Jen'Mode cheered quietly so not to wake Cin'Cathin and Win'Mara, they then ran off to tell the tribe. We laughed softly as we heard the tribe cheer.

Another chapter has ended and a new one has begun. I turned to my wife and smiled warmly, it was a dream come true. "Welcome to Atys and the Sacred Wind tribe Win'Mara and Cin'Cathin." I whispered to my sleep children.