Ryzom

My father was a hunter. I always looked up to him. I remember him as a gentle and strong homin. Then I was small, he used to take me on his knees telling me stories of his journeys and how we homin used to live before the kitin roamed freely on Atys. Not that he would have experienced these peaceful times himself but he put into so much emotion the pictures became real and living on their own in my imagination.

But I couldn't always be the little girl playing with her Yubo. I had to grow up and face the beauty and dangers of the desert. Yes Pyr is my home and I'm a Fyros and proud of it. Did I mention he found my Yubo on a hunt injured and took it home to take care of? He was very mad then Tams, t'was its name, uhm... you know.
Ah but anyway where was I? Oh yes I know. Well I admired my father. He was my hero and I wanted to follow in his footsteps and become a hunter. Little did I know back then *smiles*

Today, one year ago, I lost him. I'm feeling sad as much as I smile thinking of him and I am thankful to him for he took great care of me. Wasn't always easy I have to say. The day I was just a young, headstrong lass on my first hunt for a Capryni. There it was... so close and I was all centered on my prey ignoring even the simplest of rules. Watch your surrounding all time!
Imagine a furious Fyros running and screaming towards me while I was sneaking up to my target, waving his hands frantically while suddenly I hear this growl right next to me... it was a gingo and I was going to be his meal today!
My father slew the predator at the spot while I was just frozen, unable to move. I never saw him so mad and happy the same time, crying out and telling me I must never, never, never, ever be so ignorant to my surrounding holding me in his arms. I was so shocked I couldn't even respond at once.

After that day I always headed his words and I learned quick. We went out hunting often together and sometimes, as I grew older, I went alone testing out my borders and exploring the dunes and oasis.
It was a good life. Secluded maybe, yes, as often we were away for weeks sleeping in the sands under the sky. Yet I would never exchange any of it for anything on all of Atys. They are good memories. They are my memories and they tell me who I am and from where I come from.

I'm a hunter. I'm a Fyros. I believe in the balance of all life on Atys. I believe in living a honourful life in good spirit with all of my kin. I love Atys, I love the desert and I love you, dear father. I know your spirit is with me, always.

Much has happened since I last sat down trying to understand all what is happening around me. Often I feel like a lost little homin not quite grasping the concept of the politics and agendas many seem to follow.
Yet I do ask myself if that is so out of order? I doubt it... for a long time I lived a life where the only contacts been when we went to trade skins for some dappers and there like with the tribes of the desert.

Now I am on my own. Dwelling in the past isn't helping either so I had packed my stuff and went to Pyr. It was quite a sight to behold and I felt overwhelmed by all these homins and life bustling in the streets.
Well but already trying to find a place to stay seemed downright a impossible task. The caretaker asked more dappers for it than I ever saw in my whole life! It was obvious I had to earn a living if I intended to stay and... where should I have gone anyhow? So I decided on doing what I do best, I went hunting and tried to trade. Which, I admit it, failed miserably in the beginning. Imagine a homin stumbling through the streets asking strangers if they would like to buy this Izam Beak... Oh well!
But never despair, sooner or later I found some merchants trading with me even if for a price way lower than I expected but still.

I think this was about the time I met this Zoraï named Zand'Ryok Oru'Chi, a very fine and helpful homin I must say! This was a very lucky day as he is not only the proprietor of Firewine Springs but also well versed in the art of magic. Suddenly I had not only a valuable customer I could deliver the meat from my hunting for his restaurant but he also taught me in exchange how to use magic to heal and defend myself better.
So I had a plan and to a extend I knew on how to go on. Sure there are many things for me still to be learned or even better, experienced first hand. Although some might not, like the first time I felt the life leaving my body and I found myself again at the Kami Altar in Pyr. Do I owe them allegiance for this? I do not know but more on this a later date.

Sometimes I still feel a bit lost. Out in the desert living from day to day it was easy. Now there are so many things to think about and I know so little. I never got taught much about hominkind history and my knowledge about Atys is more of a mutual understanding. A give and take based on respect for each other and never to exploit what it provides to us.
But I still learn! Every day my knowledge grows a little and the lectures of the sages at the Academy do their bit for it.

Yet it is often hard for me to make new friends among my fellow homins. I'm kind of shy. Guess it comes from living all alone till now.
I do not despair tho. Sometimes you need to stand brave to achieve anything and as time goes own, I grow more bold.
The future looks bright. There are so many things to see and do. It is a good life on Atys and I would never exchange it for anything else.