 OOOOO Clan of Scarrers Fully Trained Physican Slaver by Birth Mitran's Paravaci About ChanceyFirst and fore most if I post all in english I am still speaking in a jagged half savage half gorean language. You mostlikely will not understand all of what I say. If asked I will translate trying to say it all in gorean. I use some simple Savage terms to make it more realistic and add to the actual rp. I am the great granddaughter of the first Lakota Savage to step foot on gorean soils (or so that is how BW describes the first Wolf as being). It is part of My hertiage to speak this way. When angered or upset You may find I will be speaking in full savage tongue and at that time I do tend to actually post in the Lakota savage language. John Norman explained within some of his writings that He did indeed base the Savages of gor off such language. I do not ask anyone ever to address Me by using said language, infact I prefer if you do not have a valid reason to know the language that you either adapt to learn it from Me before doing such or refrain from using it totally. Chancey is My known name. Everyone other then IronWolf, Brown Wolf, The Wolf Brothers, and the one person I have told, Redemption will never know My real name. Want to piss Me off to the point of ignoring you fully read My avas or this page and call Me by anything but Chancey. Even Angus My Blood and Ragnar My Brother do not know My true name. As Ubara of Tyros I needed a Healer and with a lack of interest in the home I went to Minah Administrator of Lara, MC. I hired one of Her Physicans to train me and when the training was complete the woman was tricked into a compromising situation placing her in a collar. I then went to Minah for testing; completed that and was given the rights to the caste of Physicans when My children were born. Mitran Battlerager for lack of a better description went to Tyros and raided in the act of trying to get me out of Tyros. He did this as a favor to My Uncle, IronWolf Cabot whom by that time had also left Tyros. Mitran took Me back to the camp of Paravaci, IR and waited IW to retreive Me. He never came. It was then Mitran told me to pick a clan that I had never done before and learn it. I choose what I felt was the hardest to learn especially for a Woman as there was not much in the books about them. I choose to learn to scar. I was told that I had to find an Elder of said clan to train under. So I approached Mitran's Sword Brother and My Brother Ragnar asking permission to be trained by His Scarrer Shakan Nar. It was granted. I spent the next year practicing scarring techniques on dead thralls before I was ever allowed to do my first scarring. I even had two thralls drag the dead body of My first practice to MtC so Shakan could examine if I had preformed such correctly. I had made one mistake then when I scarred My first real Man and that was to put a stitch to hold the dung in. I corrected that by rescarring the Man the next day. There are two ways to scar the first being most dangerous as it is an application of enough dye and dung to make the scar in a single application. The other is making the scar by doing it in two days so that less dung is used the first time. I tend to do the first because of the restrictions of time allowed and time zones with on line rp. It was during this time on 4 differet occassions that Mitran had to go on a hunt (taken away by rt do to lack of internet, Hurricane Katrina, and loss of His rt home twice) that I was voted by His camp Members to be Ubara of Paravaci. A role solely in the effect of keeping Mitran's interest known and nothing more as that is what a true Ubara did. I bare beads on My nose ring an on line award for FWs that some wagon homes do participate in. I can not remove them as the ring was tapped with an iron to secure when the last was placed. Mitran's Paravaci, PGThe journey home was taken. It was time to return to good Ole Paravaci. With the announcemet that Mitran had so been sighted the Men, slaves and Myself began preperations for His home coming. Hunts and feasts were planned the the camp quickly coming alive in anticipation. Mitran is once again upon a hunt and it is feared that He may not return from this one. With that noted I have decided to return to my roots and to the home of the Wolf Brothers. In hopes Grandfather will find His way home as well. My Slaves daniel [property of a Wolf] ~fighting slave~/=branded/pierced=  raisa {property of a Wolf} House of White Wolf  alisgia waya {property of a Wolf} O House of White Wolf  uwaghi {property of a Wolf} House of White Wolf  wayaka [property of a Wolf] O House of White Wolf  mark [property of a Wolf] House of White Wolf My Wagons
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