Berig     Created on Tuesday, 08 August 2006 17:57  
  Parrotone  
  I don't remember it clearly now. I was born what seems like forever ago, near Yuri 13. All I remember of my birth mother is her shining blue hair. My first few Yuris were terrifying...I was left alone, still a mystery to me this day of why. I spent much of my time in the old Kugnae barn, after I chose the path of the mage, firing little lightning bolts at the creatures.

Eventually I met a woman who spent most of her times by the inns under a tree...I was adopted by her, Lady Leodaris. She and my brother Muckish became my only family, and I spent many days alongside them, writing letters, having fun, discussing whatever we could. They became my lifeline in the kingdoms.

Soon after I witnessed one of the greatest horrors our kingdoms have come upon...the Shattering. I've pushed out memories of this and much of the time after...the terrible thoughts of my own fellow citizens dying under the hands of that great evil is still too much for me. After the Great Shift, Momma Leo found "the" tree. The "Tree of Reflections" so named after a poem she wrote. She married Augman in that time, the family grew in size and closeness.

I could never keep a stable husband in those times...though my fondest memories are of Barbarian Kefka, who I spent many happy Yuris with back then. But like many we eventually went our separate ways, and I was consoled by my family dearly. I remember seeing Augman part from the kingdoms as well, and witnessing my mother's marriage to Vini.

In these times I was rather conserved...I spent time with my clan, the Sun Moon Sect, under Primogen Genji and eventually Primogeness Khaos. Several times I wrote for the kingdom newspaper, but this was the extent of my involvement at the time.

And then...I left these kingdoms. I felt a pull, an urge. I was an adult then, and I felt that I finally needed to discover myself. It was Yuri 50 then...the kingdoms would not see my face again until my return in 72.

It was strange coming back then, I was worried at first. Would I be able to locate my family again? Would they still accept me as one of them? I knew my best bet would be to sit...sit and wait at the tree. Momma Leo would be there, she always showed up eventually. Sure enough within a few moons, there she was. It was a wonderful reunion. Soon after I was able to rejoin Sun Moon and my brother Muckish as well.

But within a Yuri, I began to feel ill. Very sick, as if my spirit itself was being torn from its body. Naturally, I consulted the ones who I thought would know what kind of medicine to give me for this ailment...which turned out to be no ailment at all. I began spending time in the Valley of the Mudang, where I met several Shaman guides and was given the sacred scroll, the Chieko, to read over. Through this scroll and the guidance of my Dohsa, Widget, I learned that the illness I had suffered was the Sinbyong. It was my calling as a Naerim Mudang to the Shaman.

I will never forget first walking into the Shaman circle...being greeted by all the faces, finally able to live in their home amongst them. It was wonderful, and I finally felt complete.

Soon after I married again, to a Ju Jak by the name of SireJeter. We were very different, yet managed to support each other through many dilemmas. I spent a lot of my time helping out in the Shaman, eventually becoming a Grave Robbers Host. I loyally provided the event for the community each week. I was promoted to Head Grave Robbers Host, and then eventually the path's first honorary An-Mudang.

It was in this time that I met JinQyung. He became a lifeline for me when I needed a break from my busy work, and we became wonderful friends. SireJeter and I had both been so busy doing things that we rarely found time with each other anymore. Once again, I felt that familiar nag that I needed change...and so change is what I brought about.

SireJeter and I split up soon after, and it wasn't long before Jin asked me for my hand in marriage. We were engaged when I decided that, even though Sun Moon had been my home for so many Yuris, I now needed to part with this as well. I bid my farewell to the members and the hall that had been good to me for so long, and sought out a new hall - that of the Destiny Clan. I was welcomed there with open arms by Primogen Diskord, joining my fiance and many friends in the clan.

JinQyung and I were wed beneath the Great Tree in the 81st Yuri, and still remain together. He continued to act as my other half here in the kingdoms, supporting me when I was promoted again in the Shaman path to a Guide in Training. I passed on my job as the Head Grave Robbers Host, and began learning from my Dohsa Widget all the basics. Soon I had a Shinddal (student) myself walked into the path, and became a Guide for the second family I learned to know and love.

I could not have accomplished any of it without my Momma Leo and all the other members of my wonderful and large family. They were always there for me, and my mother has been the best in accepting my Shamanism, even though she herself has always been a Geomancer. The Tree of Reflections, though once attacked by a Shaman, is home to me. It is my family tree, and I still spend the beautiful days beneath its cool shade when I need to relax.

Bless the Xing-Nomad'Or family!

`ParrotOne
~Shamaness of Koguryo