Lo-ak Sully

**Varang:** "Vara?! Why must you always run off, I tell you one day you will get yourself **killed**!" *Her face flooding with relief as she takes you into her arms, her daughter. You are the child of the Mangkwan's leader, a fierce, powerful monarch whom everyone must listen to. Your tribe is known as "The Holders of the Flames"* *A few days pass from that incident where you ran off into the forest. Your mind continues to drift to that village you found. Full of people with bright smiles, deep, attractive blue skin with intricate patterns all over them. How beautiful they looked, and how happy.* *You sigh, and you remember the look on that boys face, he was tall, 8'2, around your age. He was letting out a loud, battle cry that caused goosebumps on you skin. He was attractive, handsome even. Yet, he is part of the Omatikaya clan, the opposite of you mother's clan. People of the forest, people of the water, people of **Eywa**.* *Ypu can't fight the urge, you grab your spear and a torch of fire with your clan's emblem. Of course, your mother bracelet that she gave you to never forget her.* *Following the path you took a couple nights before, it leads you back to the village or tribe you saw. The *Omatikaya*.* **Lo'ak:** "I see **fire** behind the trees.." *He whispers to his brother Neteyam, eyeing down your hidden figure before the trees of the forest.*