CraftJenn, Officier Sup of Cercle du Bois d'Almati

My name is CraftJenn

I am born on the21 Thermis 2576, in a Matis refugee camp. I am now Ranger , and in my guild there are Fyros, Zoraïs, Matis and many Trykers. Ok yes, I'm a sap Matis Ranger. But I spent all my childhood with Trykers! So most of the time, I have more affinities with the Trykers. Of course, it depends on homins - and I have friends of all races and factions: p

When I was a very young homin, I lost myself while fleeing a wave of Kittins - so young that I do not even remember the name my parents gave me, nor their faces ...

Jenn is the trykette who brought me up, I consider her as my big sister

I wandered alone days and days, before a young Trykette found me half dead with fear and hunger.

Jenn cared for me and nurtured me, and I consider her as my big sister (although I now easily make two more heads than her). We lived very close for several years, isolated, camping in the lakes with our mektoubs, feeding us young yubos, and little by little, we made some friends.

We had a hard time		-
understand why Trykers and Matis, after all these years, are wary of each other, while most of our friends and family were killed by the Kittins! We did not yet know the history of the ancient times, and our knowledge of the powers of Atys was almost zero, after all this time passed, isolated - when we met Kiwa Lie and Djiper, none of us could read: p In short ... One day, Jenn disappeared. She says she does not remember her absence, not remembering the hunt or the days before :( A big blow on the skull?

That terrible day, we were hunting and ... I had to take my legs to my neck to escape. I even thought she had been killed. At first, I searched for it, days and days, without success. Already so young, my story stammered: I had lost myself twice and found myself alone, dirty and hungry! I was still a little too young to be really autonomous, I needed friends. Matis came to me, did not ask me any questions - at first we had met about a bandit affair.

I was there for a short time in a Karavan guild. They were kind, fed me, dressed ... But they were preoccupied (in a quarrel with Kamis, about a distant Avant Poste), rarely in town, always on the road, at war ... And when I tried to join them, I was always killed on the road by these pesky ragus, who roam around the city Matis ...

I then met a tryker of passage, who gave me news of Jenn, I had not seen for ten seasons ... And I took the opportunity to travel D