History of the Wolf Clan

[Luccian]

I've wandered looking for answers,for family trying to find out about the clan I once called my home. Luck, and perhaps the eye of Myata were one me when I crossed the path of an old shaman. He told me the tale of the Wolf Clan and while I am not wise enough to know if it is truth it rings true in the heart. I will share it with you. If you will listen:

It began in the old times when our forefathers first gave praise to the the Earth mother for her bounty. In the time of the clans where we trace our roots two great spirits appeared to our ancestors. We were plainsfolk then and fought for the land and game with rivals but these two came and lead us to the forests.

They were called Myata, whose grace taught us to move unseen and whose gaze showed us the hidden paths. The other was Ryatu, whose strength gave us the fortitude to hunt.

It is said that Myata was a wolf of brass whose beauty and strength gaurd the home place. She gives fertility to our women and guides the hunters with her green eyed gaze. When the hunt begins we offer up fruit and young fawns to myata to show us the paths and the signs of our prey. She is the peace and deadly calm, a perfect match to Rusty's strength and fury.

When they came Myata guided and Ryatu protected. He took the form of a golden man wolf, Wolven if ya understand the human tongue, and taught our first warriors the art of combat with a polearm of pure silver. Chief among his students was Borando who knew no equal among man and so Ryatu elevated him to chief and we became known as the Clan of the wolf

The two great spirits lived among us for a time and granted the gift of long life to Borando so that he could guide his children's children. For two hundred years he ruled in peace and then the Foul ones came.

The Foul Ones, tainted by the dark, werewolves. They came in there hundreds and thousands invading the forests and war fell upon the clan.

It was a bloody thing and with Ryatu at his side Borando lead our clan to war. At Tormas he slew three dozen foul ones. At Creldan the clan claimed five hundred and Borando slew a wolf lord in single combat.

For five long years the war raged until our mighty clan was reduced to bit a few hundred souls. Borando grew tired of war; he wished for the endless hunt and even the spirits grew weaker. The enemy was limitless and despite their power the spirits began to wither.

Myata fell, betrayed by a clansmen that had been turned, and it turned out to be the turning point in the war.

When Ryatu discovered her body his rage was absolute and he raised the entire clan , save for the younglings, into man wolves, or wolven if ya kin. As one they lashed out at the Foul Ones driving them back into the darkness.

It is not know what happened to Ryatu or Borando, who the man wolves call Swiftpaw. Only one man wolf returned to act as leader to the clan in those days long past. I believe That Ryatu is still out there in the dark hunting down the greatest enemy to the clan.

This was the end of the shamans tale. If you can write, I can't, perhaps you can record it and put it on a shelf. As for now that's is all I have to share.