Hello, I am Niraan of Trikru, a native tribe to Irrinor, I was sick of being stuck in our village, I had an urge to travel Atlas, i tried to make enough coin to buy supplies so i could sneak out, but i was just a Carver, I'd carve bows and little animals, As you can imagine, i barely got enough for a branch off a tree.
When i was 40, My parents decided to let me go and explore the world, I stayed in the forests' but still just didn't feel right, After traveling the entire Dominion, I went back to my village, to find it aflame , Everyone was being strung up and stabbed over and over, I ran straight to my stash of supplies under a rock behind our hut, and shot what seemed to be the leader, But i missed and shot the shop that looked like the gates to hell opening up and engulfing my village in flame, I ran straight out of the Dominion, crying, thinking of my family, i ran for the nearest forest and hoped they weren't behind me....

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