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Date Posted: 22:10:51 01/02/04 Fri
When I was younger, I lived with my parents and their tribe on the far northern shores. We were all happy and were never in any great danger. If we were my father and the warriors in our holt would get ready, see us into the high caves (along the cliffs) and then go and meet the ships or what ever posed a problem before they got to our home.
On the night of my initation into the Water Warriors of Our Holt (ya know, warriors that fight the ships and from the Water.) The vermin attacked our home. My father and the warriors that were ready tried to keep the vermin busy while the rest got to the caves, but the corsairs had surrounded us and picked us off one by one. My mother and I brook through and rushed to the top of the cliffs with vermin pursuing us. They soon corned us on top with no where to go but down or to the Corsairs. My mother pushed my from the top into the sea, as they came upon us. I hit my head on a rock as I hit the water but I somehow managed to swim out of thier reach. Before I lost consenciousness (?), I saw my father being borne under by a group of vermin. That was the last time I saw him alive. When I gained concensious (?)there was a searing pain in my back, I had a long cut down my back. I slowly swam back to shore. I gathered supplies and medicine so I could live and treat myself until I could burry the dead. As I treated my wounds, I burried my family and friends. As the days progressed I got stronger and better. I finally packed up my supplies in water tight packages and set off to find the ship that bore the vermin that killed my family. As of now, I am the last of Holt Strong.
When I came upon a ship father south of my home, I decided to get a little closer. Someone up on the deck saw me and through a spear. Had I not moved I would have been killed, but I did move and all I have to show for it is the long scar along my right cheek.
I still followed the ship and was there to see it attacked by corsiars. It was the same ship that attacked my home. I could go and join on the deck, so I stayed within a reasonable distance of the ship and waited for some to come to land. As they came I picked them off they way they had picked us off back in the far north.
I soon was in a hand to hand combat with one that would not give up. It was as if he feared something or someone behind him. I had no knife, only my sling which I used as a club. I suffered wounds but surrvived. My anger towards him soon won and I soon had the upper hand, and soon afterwards the fight ended.
After the fight I took to the sea. As the burning from the cuts I had recieved grew, I sought out land so I could rest. I lost all sense of direction and began swiming towards the only thing I could see; the ship. Though there was still fighting going on, I pulled myself up onto deck. There I met a corsair. I remembered him, he had been one the vermin who had come at my mother and I up on the cliffs. He must have remembered me for he sneered and came towards me, circling slowly. As he lunged towards me, I swung with my sling, still strung around paw. It made a resounding thud agaisnt his thick skull. He was not dead, just unconciensess. As the ship hit the rocks along the shore, I was thrown overboard. My head again hit the rocks and I slowly and painfully swam towards shore. Once there, I collapsed and slept fitfully. When I awoke, I was alone. There were dead all along me and as the sun started to breach the world around me I noticed one thing moving, a small tatered piece of cloth, whose it was I didn't know, but it was beautiful blowing in the wind. As soon as I got my strenght back that day, I started burring the dead. As a memorial to those who died, I tied the piece of cloth to a sturdy weather beaten stick and stuck it inbetween the rocks where it wouldn't move until the wind wore it from the rocks.
Now I tell this story to you here, of my past up until I came of upon the Cliffs of Memories. What other's call that place is up to them, though I call it by that name.
So if you stay awhile I will tell you the rest (But not now)
As told to you by Imapall Strongpaw
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