| "I am here to have fun, see the world, and kill slavers!" |
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| Tylee grew up in a more or less settled clan in the treetops of the Servos Jungle. There was a clansman named Mahgrin, an uncle she particularly liked, who was a gifted weaponsmith, making both Windling- and Grounder-sized weapons out of bone and wood. Since his work was highly valued, the windling clan made frequent (every year or less) excursions to the nearest city - K'tenghin? V'strimon? - to trade and see the sights. |
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| A few years ago, on one of these trips, the clan was ambushed by slavers during a rainstorm. Several of the clan were taken, including the target, her uncle Mahgrin. The clan pursued, but in the rain they could not fly and so quickly fell behind. Five days later, the clan finally tracked down their enemies. In the battle, not one slaver survived. But Mahgrin had already withered and died in his tiny cage. Others were rescued, but are badly scarred from their horrible experience. |
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| Tylee was 27 at this time, three years away from adulthood. She has spent much of her time since then hunting slavers with others of her clan. After her coming of age ritual, she took off to see the world, for fun and to kill more slavers. |
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