The Arrival

It was said by the elders thatthe great spirit A´Tabai had wreathed the once dead husk of a K'lothl beast into an Eden for his people, out of reverence for the life that the creature had surrendered to his arrow and his chosen s need of a home. The Tlall of Akbit knew nothing apart from the eternal forest that enveloped their world as a verdant shimmering halo, for they where never apart. Nor could they gaze upon the sphere from the heavens.

Then was the coming of the "Green Ones". The war with the Green Ones had been unending and bloody for the Tlalli people from the day they crashed down from skies in there huge rock shaped vessel. The Green Ones that came crashing from the skies were jealous, and had sought to take the land for themselves. The Green Ones where a cruel and destructive force on the planet, they burned and destroyed the planets wildlife and took everything they could for there war machinery.

The predators that lived in the rainforest who covered the planet Akbit also had its share in the fighting between the races as they prey on them all. A´Tabai had wept at the destruction of the garden he had wrought, with the world all but drowned in ash and blood. To protect his people, A´Tabai had created the Jokaero. In appearance they where a heavyset, orange-furred kindred of apes, bearing a passing resemblance to the orangutans with retractable fingers and toes of Old Earth. Their physical form can be misleading to outsiders as they are technosavants without equal. The Jokaero did not possess the faculties for speech, but instead communicated with hand signals, coalesced in a sublime sign-language.

The Tlalli learned through hardship to master this hand-tounge, and so they could live in symbios with the simian Jokaero and make use of their machinations to oppose the Green ones, who themselves where not that Technosavant but where more numerous then the Tlalli and Jokaeros combined. The Tlalli suffered huge losses and there friends Jokaero weren't lucky either from the fighting, therefore the Tlalli and Jokaero decided that they will not live in big gathered groups and divided themselves with Jokaero in small groups of 20-30 and only gathered when time needed itself to be called upon.

But his chosen people had persevered throughout the millennia of hardships. he people of Tlalli had built their refuges in the tallest trees where the Green Ones did not bothered to reach them. The Tlalli and Jokaero hunted the beasts of the forest for food, and grew what they could on the surface and mined the deeps of the mountains. The Tlalli people with the help of the Jokaero made war with the Green One to protect what they could to survive. And so they had lived for as far as they could remember.

Until a day had come when a fierce Tropical cyclone was breached for the first time in living memory. The violent wind and rain had destroyed housing in the trees the symbient species had lived in but they did not cry out in misery for what could be destroyed can be build again so they waited the cyclone storm out and after a few days the storm calmed down. And then a light streamed through a breach in the clouds. A young Tlalli female by the name of Uzuma had looked up and wept as the light hit her eyes, warming her bones ever so briefly from the cold wet embrace of storm that had been going on during these past few days. Then she saw it, the falling light globe. It streaked from the tromb lightning and thundering downwards. With a mighty crash, the light globe hit itself onto the base of a tree, which tumbled the tree over from the impact. As the breach closed, the dim greyness of the cyclone returned...

Since the breach the storm had started up again and become even more violent. Uzuma had seen the light globe fall and wondered what it was. Her curiosity had been too much to bear, and now she found herself drawing closer to where it had fallen. Smoke was still rising from where it had crashed.

Uzuma made her way down the treacherously slippery paths that lead to the tumbled tree that had seen the light globe crash into . Her Jokaero friend, Montca followed her , eager to get close to the fallen light globe. Uzumas garments where basic and they did not provide so much protection from the storm and she was soaked from head to toe as the rain had pelted her relentlessly.

She made her way to it, with Montca at her heel.

Montca tapped Uzuma on the shoulder and she turned around and see Montca do signs to speak with her

"Zuma! We must tread lightly, don't let your curiosity take over your senses !" signed Montca.

Uzuma only smiled back at him and continued on to the crash site. The force of the light globe fall had created a small crater in the ground where the tree once stood, which was already starting to fill with water. Uzuma climbed down, taking care not to slip. The crater was about 5 meters deep and Uzuma soon found the light globe.

But it was a strange metal box that was cylindrical in shape. On one side it appeared to be a lid. Uzuma made her way around to get a closer look and spotted what seemed to be numerals positioned below the lid, XI.

Her curiosity piqued, Uzuma tried to remove the lid. After several minutes of struggling, the lid the finally fell away and Uzuma saw what was inside at last.

A child.

A child of perfection that made Uzuma baffled at the sight of him and he looked so different to what she is used to. He lay on his back, with his black hair and green eyes looking with its sad eyes like a new born has when it cries for its mother, Uzuma had seen the light globe crashing through the sky and being struck by lightning as it had fell

The child looked scared but did not cry.

Montca climbed down to get a closer look at the child which had been inside the light globe.

The child was in Uzumas arms after she had taken a pity of the motherless child.

"What will you do with him?" signed Montca.

Uzuma looked at him as though startled by the question. "I do not know? she signed

After a few minutes that had gone by she answered " I shall care for him." Uzuma signed

"What will you call him, then?" asked Montca.

Uzuma paused thoughtfully as she considered.

"Monte…Cazuma" she signed and a smile came upon the child as it somehow understood his new mother , which made Uzuma smile and puzzled as well .

"Monte Cazuma," mused Uzuma. "That is what I will call him."

Montca looked at her and signed " I see you named the child after the Tlalli and Jokaero who found him, this will be most interesting indeed."

"Monte Cazuma," Uzuma said and a tear of joy came down her cheek .