| Berig | Created on Wednesday, 27 April 2005 14:21 |
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Faimly additon: Kiaishkireld I was born a cold winter, the third child of a great family. My given name was Kiaishki, said to hold mysetery and passion behind it. My elder brothers with my mom took good care of me as I grew, teaching me the ways of life, my father, a great general, spent his days in the army, serving it and protect it with great courage and honor. It was dark, and the smell of rotting corpses filled my nostrils as we ran, my hand wrapped against my brother's, fire consuming the towns, war had reached our homeland. Our dad had died in battle, his name well known throughout the survivors, they say he had fought with courague until the end. Mineko, our mother, died few days later, both sadness and sickness had taken her. We were left alone to deal with the world, and our brother, to get us safe, decided on a plan to escape the pirate invaded land. The plan failed, and soon the three of us were held hostage by pirates who began to train us in their arts. Once more, after a few months passed, the eldest concieved a plan, this time it was succesfull. At the brake of day the three of us had arrived at land, but different lands. I called their names, I couldnt see them, I coulsnt hear them, tears stained m cheeks as I walked the land of Nagnang, searching for my brother and sister but they were no where to be found. A soldier, nice and sweet, watched me a I wept alone under a tree. I remmeber his sweet and gentle words as he stood beside me * Whats wrong little one?* he had asked, and I had replied with the truth and the story. With no questions asked he took my hand and guided me through Nagnang arriving at the palace, he opened the door to his home and welcomed me in. * Welcome home* his words had echoed within m head, this wasnt home for me, but i kindly accepted the invitation and I became part of The Nagnang Army. I Worked night and day, getting stronguer and stronguer as I grew, Ive accepted the poeple around me and soon I began to call them family. Memories of my brother and sister never vanished as I continued to grow, always hoping to find them again within the mysts of the land, but no matter how much I searched, high and low, within the dark forest and houses I couldnt find them. With loving nagnang, came my love for nature, I coud comunicate with it and I soon became part of the druid comunity, protector of the balance of nature. A second family was born there, the kidness and heart within that circle was strong, keeping us all united. In my druid search, and traning of the army I met two special persons. Arista was the eldest of the two sisters, the younguest, around my age was named Polgandra. I became very attached to them, when I saw them I could see my brother and sister in them, I love them so much. It was cold, ranks were being yelled as I entered the barracks. Soldiers in uniform, weapons at hand formed collumns and lines as the colonel ordered. War had striked the land of Nagnang, and once more I loved through the deaths of loving ones. I fought with courague, always remembering what all the people I had come to know and love had tought me, the spirit of my father alwas buring with passion within my soul. It was over, boodies and blood covered the once green grass of Nagnang, the echoe of crying wives and mothers echoed through the land I myself wept. A miracle I call it, there in the middle of all disaster stood my brother and sister, tears stung my eyes as I ran to them and embrassed them with all strenght, I had finally found them. We sat together talking about our lives and learnt what my brother and sister had been doing all the time we were spearated. Arista and Polgandra sat with us, and soon my brother had fallen in love with her. The wedding was beautiful, the party amazing, and me and my sis wept, tears of joy trailed down our cheeks as our brother and Arista kissed eachother, the both of them also became part of our fmaily. Soon I was getting married aswell to Powder |
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