Rahka

Hunter and basic fighter.

Basic knowledge of plants and medicine.

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Fire. Blood. Screams. 

Help whoever you can, save as many you can. Every life is precious. Ours, theirs, those who surround us. Everything.

Life is precious but oh so fragile, it was the circle of life. Born, live and die, to give up your space to another being who still needs to experience this world. But there are too many who go away too soon, it's just not fair, but we aren't superior to the gods of death and life.

It wasn't that strange to be fights in between villages, the territory wasn't that large and people would usually collide, this caused discussions in between. Rahka wouldn't usually mind encountering others, it wasn't in her nature since she would say she was neutral, she only cared about life, of course a little more about those she considered hers, but overall, every life was worth saving.

So when the two tribes decided to engage on a fight, she stayed on a small place, near their border to help the wounded and try to save as many as she could. She had to bring her bow and spear because in war, nobody is safe, even those who aren't able to protect themselves, so she has to do it for them and herself.

Playlist:

nobody knows the trouble i've seen

who will save you