Backstory Summary

 
I grew up in the Desomi Mountains on Alimrath. I was raised by my father Gaku and my mother Ladna of the Kathokani clan. My mother wanted me to be like my older sister Kvir, fierce and bloodthirsty, I did not live up to her will. My parents say I’m not very smart but that I was always a big boy and grew to be one of the biggest in the clan. The chieftain Gu’rak decided to make me a hunter. I didn’t like hurting the animals but I did it to protect my fellow hunters.
 
I made many friends in the tribe but got very close to two others. Another hunter named Shiku and an elder woman called Inka. Inka was always full of wisdom as she was one of the most experienced hunters in the clan. Shiku was always very friendly for being a goliath but the others called him “complacent”, whatever that big word means.
 
One day when I and the others were out hunting, an old oak fell over Shiku. I managed to unroot the tree and lift it up, chieftain gave me the nickname “rootsmasher”. I continued to hunt for my stay in the clan until the faithful excursion day. The now mature children needed to duel before heading out to earn our tattoos.
 
To my shock, I was to duel my closest friend Shiku. I couldn’t do it and left the duelling circle. The chieftain Gu’rak was furious at this act of “cowardice and disobedience” giving me my current nickname “Yellowback”.
 
The young ones left to earn their tattoos but I spoke with Inka asking for guidance, I didn’t want to fight, I wanted to go far away. Inka urged me to leave for The Muted Forest in Eorin, so I listened and travelled far away to Eorin and found my way to the muted forest. I remained alone for a couple of years, I was so lonely and scared. My eyes saw things that I saw in my dreams. Strange things I do not know what they mean. But one day a group of young druids found me and let me into their circle. This is where I got in touch with my magic and ended up seeing these new druids as my new family.
 
Here I got taught to be in touch with nature rather than ravage it. I lived in peace with the druids.
 
The elder in the circle called “Fae til” was always very helpful and full of wisdom. He reminded me of Inka. I would tell tales of the clan to the druids. Fae til urged me to explore and try to reconnect to the clan. I wasn’t made to stay in the same dull forest for the rest of his life.