Aithien has lived under the same Seed for all of her life and has traveled quite far with them, only recently departing from them to find her own way and further her faith to become the most devout. Her mother’s family was made up primarily by healers and craftsmen, while her father’s side were hunters, though many have been said to have been marked by Kwakwani’s Wings as well. Everything has always been relatively peaceful for their Seed, most conflicts easily resolved by the more peaceful mediators in the group, and any threats being handled by the hunters and the leaders. While most of her peers would rather play, Aithien looked up to her father and would spend most days learning how to hunt with him. Because of this, she was one of the youngest of the new offspring in the Seed to join the hunters and receive her status as a hunter, the Horns of Cernunnos tattooed on her left palm. She only became close with her fellow hunters, all but avoiding anyone outside of her status for fear she wouldn’t get along with them, thus never having many friends, nor finding a romantic partner. Once she finally grew to her full maturity, she fell in love with her faith and culture more than she ever had before, peacefully departing with her Seed to explore the world on her own and learn as much as she could about the Mother and Father of the beautiful land she lived in.
Aithein steps off the boat with a stagger, not at all used to the sea, nor the constant sway of a boat. She’d lost count of the times she’d gotten sick on the way here, and now that her eyes lay on the stone and brick that made up the city, she was convinced it wasn’t worth it. She’d barely had time to catch her balance before the man approached her and asked her many questions she did not quite care for. “Clearly not any trees.” It was a flat reply, though she tried to be somewhat kind, smiling softly with a nod and hoping to get out of the city as soon as possible. “May I ask where the exit is?” She had previously convinced herself that traveling by boat would be faster on her journey, but she was sorely wrong, and knew she wouldn’t go near the sea for as long as she could help it.
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