This is My life story, it is a long one but I'll try to keep it brief.
I came into existance in the mid year approxamiately around the 1800's, 250 years ago, I was given life, by My Mother, "Nantok" and My Father, "Botok", of the House of Glod.
I was raised as a warrior, with very strict beliefs, as My Family could not afford to give Me any other training. The High Priests had given commands that young males would be allowed to train as "Warriors" at the cost to the High Priest Council. I spent many years in training and death camps learning to have no emotion, no feelings, and no love, knowing only how to kill with anything that surrounds Me.
My Mother is a humanoid Magic user, giving Me some powers that few could ever understand, She has spent many moons regaling past events in Her life , entertaining Me till I fell asleep as a child. Through those stories She taught Me much.
My Father I knew little of, He was always gone fighting for for what He thought was right. unfortunately for Him, that is not the ways of "Navalin" and it cost Him His life by My hands. From Him , I have learned to be uninvolved, and unfeeling, in My ways. I also recieved My height from Him.
Now shunned by most of My Family, , I planned to leave "Navalin" to start anew, but before I could leave, My teacher ,"Habnical", placed a gift upon My eyes, one that at the time, I did not understand.
I left "Navalin" and went to urth, but because of My appearance, remained hidden from view after being attacked by a large mob. I went underground and came up only at night to feed, and learn.
One day, as I was walking through one of the sewers, I heard a scream from above Me, I quickly surfaced and found a young woman, in grave danger, She was trapped in a house with a "bomb", and She didn't have much time left. I charged into the house and threw her unto My shoulders and ran from the house as fast as I could.
In return for saving Her, She worked on the streets above, disspelling any existance of Me, and She taught Me what the gift was that was placed on My eyes, She is now "Callisto" and the gift was the ability to see life for what it truly is, thorough the eyes of A/all that I have slain in My time. T/their life, love, hatred, joy, happiness, and sorrow, filled My mind, experiences that I never knew were taking over My soul.
Torrmented once again by My past, I took Callisto as My promised long time friend and entered another portal that took Us to the land of Gor, where after much searching to experience My own happiness, I entered Paradise Island one eve, and upon spotting a young one named tya{PI}, I fell in love with her beauty and charms, as time quickly passed, she became My own and I named her amara .
Thank Y/you for listening.
Cairdulan
