Berig     Created on Saturday, 19 July 2008 19:45  
  Namu  
  The night that Namu and her twin sister came to the world, was not an easy one. Their mother, Neowen almost bled to death during giving birth to the two girls.

Life, would not be so easy for the dark haired twin that was born under howling of the wolves.

Namu found out at a very early state that she was in fact a barbarian. When she was just a child, she was already an expert at fighting, and since she had spent so much time in the cave with her father and the other barbarians, playing with axes and spikes was something she had grown up with and was used to.
The older she got, the stronger she would get. Soon she could beat any man that tried to challenge her. She was small though, much smaller then all the other barbarians. But her size only made her more dangerous. Her hight and her speed and tight muscles turned her into a little killing machine. And by the time she had turned 16 she had already been walked into the barbarian path and recognized as one of them.
Along with her older adoptive sister, BeRLiN.

Namu had never been interested in boys, untill the day she met him. Her roughness scared most men, and the ones that was not scared away by that, was just fascinated by her sharp tongue and hard eyes. She was not ugly in any way, quite the opposite.
She was just so hard, and cold that no one would ever come close. Or so it seemed..
He was an old barbarian, who had left many years ago.
When she saw him, his muscles, his scars and his long brown hair, flowing down over his shoulders. She saw a man for more then a challenger for the first time. He was her prey.
And she decided right in that moment, that he was hers.

And just as she wished. Just a few months later, they were married and already expecting a baby. Everyone was very excited, the child of two barbarians, that one ought to be a tough boy they would say. But Namu just grinned and stroked her stomach and whispered words that would only be heard by the little one growing inside of her. She knew that this, was no boy.

And then, one day. Solagratia was born.
She was lifted and carried around in the cave by all the barbarians, loved by everyone and raised as one of them.
But by the time she was 5, they saw that she was different.
This was no warrior..
It was a mage.
It was shocking, but not disappointing. Namu and Sunkara did not care that their baby was a mage, she was as strong as they were, and whoever dared to question it would get their heads smashed.
But when Solagratia was 15 years old, she started having visions. Visions that would haunt her and almost drive her crazy. It was not untill when her grandmother came to visit, that they found out that Solagratia, just like her grandmother was in fact a shaman. So, Neowen took Solagratia with her to the shaman, where she was taught the ways and about the spirits.

She grew up to be a fine Shaman. And she would come to the cave to visit her parents often, where she would always take some time to break some boy's pride by beating him senseless at his own game.

But the years passed, and Sunkara was growing old.
Then one day, Namu found a note in her bed.
He was gone.
She took it hard at first, but she got over it quickly.
She was a barbarian woman, a guide of the path. She could not bother her head with thoughts of loss or feelings. She had to stay strong, for her family's sake. So she held it in.

Untill one day, she met a monk named DeadOalive.
He came to the cave often, and watched her.
They barely spoke, but his presence always calmed her somehow.
They started to get to know eachother more and more.
And after a while, they were in love and soon they were engaged.
But her daughter did not approve of this. And so she screamed and yelled that her mother was abandoning their family honor and deserting her father. Namu was torn.. but once her daughters fire had cooled, she allowed them to be wed.

And now, there is a wedding to come, between Namu and Doa.
Who knows.. what will happen next?