Bio

Bio:
_"I have grown much since my days as a whelp. I’ve done plenty of raiding of both man and land. I had learned these things from my people, it is their way. I believed it. I believed that if you are not strong enough to protect what you have then you don’t deserve to have it. I still believe it. My people are strong, so they take. In some time I have seen real strength, stronger than what my own people possess. We rode our horses hard atop the cliffs of the Shoanti peoples. They could not stop us even then. One of the Shoanti followed us. Hidden to us, I saw her become like a bird but said nothing to my people. I had watched it follow us, and the wind had blown harder than usual that night. We rode strong, but the wind had become stronger and we fell. I knew it was no mistake. I knew it was the Shoanti bird-woman. My hands scraped against the side of the mountain. I am lucky to have found a hold for myself but suffered to see my people crash below me. I climbed down with caution and ease. I heard nothing but the wind that had conquered my people and the falling stone under my hands digging at the earth. They spoke their hidden words to me. They have shown me real strength. They have shown me that all hard work of people in this land can be for nothing. It can happen at the speed of a hawk’s flight, with as little efort as a leaf dances on the wind. This is real strength. It is pure and it is simple. I was strong enough to survive. Through the survival I have earned the right to weild the strength of our world. The world we live is fair and it has balance that must be obeyed. You can take but you must also give. The balance that my people have broken for many years of my life to man and land must now be returned. I am the only one left. They have told me all of these things that I tell you."