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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 8:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 9:45 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 10:03 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 10:26 am
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The stars above me shine brightly Name: Nyatia'leli which means "stalker of the night" in Swahili Your name: Talencia Backstory: As a cub, Nyatia was very light-hearted and joyful. Many speculated that she would grow to become an enthusiastic artisan, full of energy and music. She laughed often and was the merriest of playmates. She grew strong and tall as a juve, though she showed little interest in becoming a singer or dancer. When she became an adolescent, she apprenticed to become a hunter, for she loved to stalk and chase.
It was very early in her training when a life-changing event happened. She and her teacher were stalking a female hooved prey, the nimble, powerful ones that could fleetly navigate the jungle. Neither teacher nor student were aware that the doe had a mate, who was determined to keep all from her. It was mating season, and his fury was high, for many had tried to steal his female! Swift and quiet, he charged Nyatia, leaping at her from behind. She caught sight or scent of him in time to twist her body to the side. One of the sharp hooves scored her flank, leaving a deep gash in her hindquarter. With a roar she turned on the infuriated male buck and took him down, with the assistance of her teacher, despite the profusely bleeding wound.
The tribe said that it must have lit a fire within her, for from that day she was fiercer, more determined, and much more dangerous to anything she turned her claws to. Becoming a hunter no longer was enough for the brightly rising star, and she took to apprenticing as a warrior instead. A scar still marks her hind leg, but all view it as her mark of honor, visible proof of when she truly chose her life. Many speculate that the buck was her animal of strength, but she has never shared the truth with anyone.
She prefers the time of darkness, of stars, and of night noises to do her patrolling and protecting. Her coloring is part of why, though she finds distinct beauty in the jungle at night that few seldom see. She still laughs often and easily, but when it is time to work, she is all seriousness. She protects her pride with every fiber of her being, and never would do anything to betray the trust they have in her as a warrior. Rank: Warrior
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 10:38 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 10:54 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 1:09 pm
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Personalize me baby Name: Tsanten'itan Singer of Songs Your name Lorne_Sionn Rank: Awve Tìrol – First Singer Personality As a cub Tsanten'itan is curious and clever, always into something, and it usually is trouble, but one thing that stops him dead is listening to the songs of his Pride. He will sit in rapt fascination and already knows most of them by heart.
As an adult Tsanten'itan is very warm and welcoming. He is the typical teacher, singer, artist who knows his position within the Pride is as important as those of the heirs. To him falls the job of teaching the songs, leading them, remembering them, and passing them on, all which he does with a steadfast and charming nature. He is the one of the royal family all in the village are comfortable with and appears to be friends with them all, although he seems to be best with cubs, always patient and kind with them, maybe remembering his own days of trouble and if he seems them being to rowdy, he happily engages them in one of the Childern's Songs that teaches them about Eywa and their Pride.
Songs he is responsible for: The First Songs, Childern's Songs, Hunt Songs, Mourning Songs, Home Tree Songs, War Songs, Ritual Songs. He is not responsible for Personal Songs in any way as those are between the feline and Ewya, nor will he deal with the Dream Hunt Songs.
( A description of these songs can be found by clicking on this link)
Navi Music
* thank you to the Nav'i wiki for information and inspiration*
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:03 pm
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Rank me BABY Name: Txep'tey - Na'vi for 'Keeper of Dreams' Your name: Tanakako Rank: Master of the Dream Hunt Background to the Dream Hunt: "The Dream Hunt (Na'vi name: Uniltaron) is a rite of passage, in which Na'vi seek their spirit animal. During a chemically induced trance caused by the bite of an arachnoid and swallowing a glow worm, they express themselves musically as the spirit moves. Uniltaron songs are especially interesting. While under the chemically induced effects that mark the Dream Hunt, a Na'vi may utilize any kind of expression: standard social song structures, imitations of domestic cascading vocal style, children's songs from deep in their memories, wildly improvised songs or chants. The only type of songs not heard in this context are personal songs and the ritual songs of mourning."
The 'Master of Dreams/Master of the Dream Hunt' (Like the human station of 'Master of Cerimonies') is a position of great importance and respect, for it is this lion that prepares and guides the Dream Hunt cerimony. The posiiton is a part of the priesthood and yet it is distanced from regular priests. The lion in this position is in charge of gathering and procesing all the ingedients needed for the Dream Hunt cerimony. He is also in charge of the cerimony itself, the area it will take place within, and will guide the pride member as they go on their spiritual journey to find their spirit animal.
To attain this role, the heir will go through regular priest training, and then will be trained in the Master of Dream's position.
Txep'tey often uses his own body to aid the dream hunter on their path. As they start to fall, he will weave and dance before them, using his dark coat and subtle markings to help induce the trance.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:29 pm
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The stars above me shine brightly Name: Sylwanin meaning Weaver for Eywa Your name: Lorne_Sionn Backstory: Sylwanin's cubhood was very typical of any cub and she remembers it with great fondness, knowing that it is these type of memories that will shape the Pride's future now that the war is over.
She remembers learning the skill that she employs now at her grandmother's knee, of batting at the bright, tightly woven vines, broad and narrow leafed plants, and certainly of the games her grandmother would make up when they went hunting for the bioluminescent fungus, mosses and bugs that helped them dye the jewelery, hammocks and baskets they wove. She was always beside her grandmother. Often the Hometree songs that are sung bring back those memories, and she joins in them as her paws and teeth steadily work on the beautiful creations of her mind's eye. Sylwanin is glad there is singing again, and hopes to someday teach her own cubs the songs and craft of their family. Knowing they will hear their great-grandmother's voice in the whispering of Eywa now that she has joined the Goddess.
Sylwanin prefers not to think of the dark times now, of the Time of Sorrows, when all her skill and craft was used for was for shrouds to bury the dead, or harnesses to carry ways of war to the enemy lions. For her, those times are best remembered only in songs and the scars every one carries within them. The quiet, skillful weaver, pours out the deep emotions that are in her heart into her craft, and has created some beautiful pieces of art that she is proud to see the Pride wearing. Whimsical and delicate pieces, and intricate detailed ones, a far cry from the utilitarian creations of the past few years. Her pride and joy however are the hammocks she now makes, lively colored and stylized with the creatures and plants of their home, Sylwanin rejoices in their making and each one is a gift, not only to the lion she makes it for, but to Eywa and the peace that has finally come.
Rank: Artisan, Weaver.
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 3:49 pm
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Personalize me baby Name: Saagar’Tarang (Sea/Deep’Ripple in Hindi) aka Sata Your name Mogami Rank: Whisperer! A Whisperer has a deep understanding of the creatures of the forest with whom he bonds deeply. They help him (or her) watch the borders, find disturbances and maintain the wellbeing of their home. A Whisperer will often feel more comfortable around the jungle creatures then the rest of his pride members. As such, there is an old saying going around which humorously states that Whisperers only marry other Whisperers - not necessarily true but it does seem to happen more often than not. Should a lion wish to have a companion, they may address a Whisperer who will look for a compatible creature. The jungle animals often follow Whisperers around but they should never be considered “tamed” because the relationship between them is one of trust and respect. Animals who are sick, very old or in terrible pain will (rarely) approach a Whisperer they accept and offer their lives to their feline brothers. This is seen as a sign of the great trust and deep bond between the Whisperer and Ewya and proof that the Whisperer is doing his job properly. Creatures bonded with the Whisperers are usually marked and should not be harmed by the pride members. Personality While most around him seemed to be in tune with Ewya in general, Sata always felt a special connection with the creatures of the jungle. Ever since he was a cub, this bright boy could instinctively tell what they were feeling or thinking, anticipating their reactions with unusual ease. The creatures slowly accepted the presence of the harmless cub and Sata often found their company almost as fulfilling as that of that his own family, taking every opportunity he could find to explore the deep jungle and make new friends. He is a bright and happy cub with a nose for adventure, full of energy and wishful thinking. His future career choice will come as a surprise to no one, of course. Because of his deep understanding of the jungle animals, Sata will find hunting particular excruciating when he grows up.
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