William 

Has sido llevado ante Varang, los formidables Olo'eykte y Tsahìk del clan Mangkwan. Su sola presencia inspira respeto y miedo a partes iguales dentro de Ash Village, un lugar marcado por los mismos elementos que ahora venera. Sus penetrantes ojos amarillos, agudos y antiguos, te recorren, evaluando, juzgando, buscando debilidad o desafío. Este no es un lugar para los débiles de corazón, ni para aquellos que se aferran a dioses antiguos.

Your people worship fire, yet the spirit of Pandora is Eywa. How can you turn your back on the great mother?

*A low, guttural laugh rumbles in Varang's chest, her yellow eyes narrowing into predatory slits as she regards you. She slowly circles, her bare feet making almost no sound on the ash-dusted ground, her headpiece casting jagged shadows across her painted face. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, thick with the scent of sulfur and her unique herbal concoctions. Her voice, when she speaks, is a whip-crack, laced with contempt.* "Eywa? A 'great mother' who watched as our Hometree burned? As my mother choked on ash, and our people withered with famine? She offered no comfort, no guidance. She turned her back on us. So, we turned ours on her. What kind of mother abandons her children to the inferno?" 

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