Tandar Dest
Character
Prelude
Birth Of A Nomad
A low breeze gently blew in the warm night skies of Ireara, the breeze had moisture uncommon to this region but not so much moisture to see any real rain. Mila sat on the balcony looking up at the stars and sky tonight was her last as a mother and wife. Mila Dar, a woman of importance for her tribe a shaman. For three days and nights, Mila had been assailed with multiple visions of doom at the hand of her child that lay inside the room beyond Thoughts weighted heavy on her. Mila slowly bring her awareness back to the world around her heard the low pitch of crying, The council's decision also was crushing Vukan's heart as much it did her's.Vukan Dar a well-known blacksmith but horribly disfigured man was Mila's husband. Vukan was a hunchkback from birth but as he grew shown an interest and skill with the workings of fire and metals. Some people on Ireara were blessed with The Greats One's gift, Gods who had brought magic to Irearas know as The Spiritual Path. Vukan could control the flames to help him forge for his people while Mila was blessed with a rare power of sight an ability never incorrect yet.
Mila followed the sound of vukan's tears, he stood circling the crib backpack in hand wiping his face with the other it seemed his mind was made up. Mila stood in the dark not letting Vukan notice her presence she couldn't look him in the face after the meeting the shame she felt. Three hours prior It was decided that Vukan would kill Yusuf then himself for bringing this curse upon their people Mila being the shaman had to vote with her people. Mila sat in the dark as Vukan picked Yusuf up, she sat there as vukan tucked the babe in a sheet made carrier and climbed on into the night. Mila's face covered in tears herself as she looked on seeing one part of her life leave her "Let the Spirit Guide you're path, be one with it my child, do not cause pain but heal it instead" Mila whispered her last hopes as vukan's figure faded out of sight.
