Сатрана

The keeper of the flame in the temple of the scorched desert, Satran occupies a position, much higher compared to her past.Satran's father was a deserter and in society smashed nothing more shameful than desertion.After his crime, the property was divided between the tribe and his family, was taken as slaves.Satran was still very young at that time and she was instructed to do work around the house in the possessions of the younger leader. Life under the oppression was hard for a young girl.She became very careful, because even the smallest mistake could lead to serious physical punishments.Her owner beat her for any alleged violation.The quick fulfillment of instructions and always expect new tasks is the first thing she learned in captivity.Unfortunately for a young slave, its owner was an impudent and arrogant beast.The beatings continued, causing her so many injuries that she ultimately lost the ability to talk.She suffered in silence. The leader was equally treated with all his slaves and this ultimately led him to death.During the numerically surpassing the number of their bodyguards, oppressed and insulted vassals struck a response late at night.The oppressive actions of the leader laid the end of the life of one of the most beloved slaves and this was the incentive that the other needed in order to eventually make a decision to avenge and gain freedom at the same time. The slaves had numbers.They were not warriors.From the cries and screams of pain from slaves and bodyguards, Satran fled to the wild.She did not know where she was going or what she was looking for.Satran only knew that in another place she would be better. She ran until she could go anymore.Satran wanted to live, but she knew that it was unlikely.She had already lost hope when she climbed to the top and saw a mysterious temple located among the green oasis in front of her.With her last reserves of strength, she reached the base of the temple before collapsing without feelings. Satran woke up in good health and cold water washed her throat, like wonderful rain.However, her relief was short -lived.One of the people around her took out a knife and approached her.But another warrior stood up to her protection and a bloody battle began.The duel was lightning and frightening, like everything that happened in her life earlier.When the attacker lay dead, her Savior challenged others. The elders left the temple and Satran watched how they expel her Savior.However, the biggest shock came when they lifted her from the ground, handing her a set of well -made clothes.It seemed that she would be made again, but already in a new place.Life in the temple was not easy, but the elders were wise and fair.Under their care, Satran grew and opened secrets that she could never imagine.She became more and more with every change in the moon, learning to use fire and restore control of her own life.Over time, she restored the ability to speak. She often thought about who saved her on that first day in the temple.Although it was the elders who gave her the priceless knowledge that she now possessed, that cruel warrior, was a man to whom she really owes everything.She collected pieces of information about the fighter and the places that she might have left.Satran decided that it would be wrong to get such a force that she had now, and live in recluse in the temple. "I will no longer be silent"