Damus Trifarn
The Yellow Lantern Corps
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Posted - 2013.09.02 01:33:00 -
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Where to begin....
I was born in a Ragnarok; the ship received a distress call from a cargo ship that was ambushed by pirates. My pregnant mom, who was also a doctor, happened to be aboard the ship. When they rescued her she was in labor, and I was born in the 5th deck of the ship. I was told that the Ragnarok was about to take on a fleet of Amarr ships alongside the Bleak Lands, but instead changed course to drop us off on Matari. I don't know why, but that still resonates inside of me, and when I think of the Minmatar I do not think of the savagery described by many, but of that act of kindness.
Anyway, my parents and I grew up along the Tronhadar River, where we lived a simple life; my parents were in shock after being raided, and decided that the life amongst the stars and their dangers was no life for a newborn baby. As I grew up, though, I quickly displayed the adventurous spirit that drove my father to fly amongst the stars. My father was proud of me and taught me the ins and outs of being a pilot, as well as teaching me Minmatar history and tradition. My mother, however, was against it, and wanted me to just stay at home and avoid the tragedy that she endured.
I was angry that she held me back, and I often left the house to go hunting; I guess it cleared my head. One day, however, I fell off of a log that bridged a gap, and I was stuck there with a log pinning my left leg for several hours before my dad found me. On the way back home a storm came over us, and we camped out for about a day until the initial flooding stopped. The intense storm endured, but so did we. We were nearly home when some poachers hunting illegal game had come across us, for they had gotten lost in the storm and wandered away from the reservation. They killed my father, and they left me for dead; they didn't want anyone to know of their illegal activities. I limped home carrying my father's corpse, my tears outnumbering the raindrops and my hate pushing my legs forward.
After that, I moved to the Crystal Steppe; it was my father's favorite place to visit, and my mom moved to the plains of Coricia; she couldn't bear being in a place riddled with memories of my father. My grief was amplified with the fact that, had I not been so foolish, my father would be alive. Because of this I looked to better myself and make sure I did not cause pain to my loved ones, and so I utilized my skills in flying to become a transporter of medical supplies; I figured that helping others with my father's profession would honor him and redeem myself. One day I was contacted by a military vessel; their ship was critically wounded, as were the soldiers on board. I quickly set out to deliver the medical supplies lost in the damaged part of the ship's hull.
As I came closer to the ship I saw that it was a Ragnarok, and I realized that my skills could be used to defend what my parents loved; the way of Minmatar life. That act of kindness so long ago, resulting in the protection (protection that I lacked, resulting in my father's death) of my parents and my people made me want to join them, and ultimately protect my mom from anyone who would dare to take her away from me like my father had been; surely this would redeem me. So I joined the crew of the Ragnarok; my experience as a pilot was enough of a requirement.
After 20 years amongst the stars, our great ship finally fell to war, and my escape pod malfunctioned. My body was flung out of the capsule during impact on some planet (my memory of that moment is lost) , and my life was finally over. My final thoughts saddened me; ultimately my efforts were all attempts at redemption, but I had not truly redeemed myself of my mistake, and I thought I would die without ever forgiving myself, but my mom changed that.
I woke up with her at my side; she was involved with retrieving my consciousness from my brain to place in the implant. She told me that she was proud to call me her son, that she was proud of what I was doing in defending what my father loved, and that she wanted to give me a lasting life to pursue what me and my father dreamed of; peace and prosperity for the Minmatar. Hearing her forgiveness of my mistake that resulted in my father's death, as well as her blessing on my life, allowed me to go forth completely free of guilt, and I resumed my efforts to protect the Minmatar, but this time with a conviction that was my own.
Now, I am here, a soldier on the battlefield, fighting for a dream passed down from my father and made my own. |
Damus Trifarn
The Yellow Lantern Corps
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Posted - 2013.09.02 23:45:00 -
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Tyrionn Callazar wrote:Damus Trifarn,
Yours was a sad story, but I am sure your parents are proud. For becoming an immortal enabled you to fight for your people.
Thank you, Tyrionn. I agree, my immortality has given me a chance to cast aside what weighed me down, and my battle for my people is finally my own. I go twice a year to see my mother in Coricia and pay homage to my father at the Crystal Steppe, so I never go to war without their assurance. From my experience, the terrors of war are also repelled with the encouragement of friends, so I hope to see you on the battlefield as an ally someday. |