My mother used to tell me that I was touched by the Goddesses, and when I was small it seemed like such high praise. It wasn't until I was coming of age that the truth of her words was revealed to me. I was Sarritsu of the K tribe, to whom my mother called home, a Seeker of the Sun named K'leinna Zhyr. However, I was not sired by the same Nunh who fathered the others of my generation, I was sired by Kihi'to Namuli, a guardsman in a traveling merchant caravan and a Keeper of the Moon. If I had been born male, I would have probably been forced out by the controlling Nunh, the threat of my impure blood too much to be acceptable. If I'd been born resembling the rest of the clan, my mother's transgression may have gone unnoticed. However, my hair was dark, while their's was light, and anyone who looks into my eyes may see the dual nature of the Goddesses within me. I don't have the heightened night senses of my blood-father's people, but I have seen through the darkness where my 'sisters' could not. The night leaves me restless, occasionally calling me so strongly, I wake up wandering the desert at sunrise. Maybe, if it were just these differences I would have been able to stay in that place. I could have borne the disdain of my 'sisters' and the shame of my mother, may have even accepted the attentions of the Nunh. But it was that last thing, being forced to be one of many, bound to a man I did not deem to be my better, and to accept it willingly even. . . Maybe it was the Keeper blood in me, maybe it really was the Goddesses pushing me toward some greater purpose, but I would not allow myself to submit to such a fate. So it was when I came of age, I fled the tribe. It was the day before I was to become one of the Nunh's wives. One of my sisters, believing I was unworthy because of my mixed blood, called me to a hunt where she hoped to shame me with her prowess. When I proved to be the better huntress, she let loose an arrow at me in a fit of rage, the scar being the only thing I took with me from my old life as I abandoned my tribe that night. I traveled swiftly, leaving behind everything and everyone I ever knew, letting the moonless night hide my escape from my day-bound brethren. I knew that the new Nunh would take offense to my actions and send someone to retrieve me, mixed blood or no. Eventually I made it to the sea where I stowed away on a ship heading to a land I'd never heard of, Doma. They didn't understand the naming conventions of my people, and thus did I become Kusari Tsukihi. When I did learn the meaning of the words, it hearkened back to my mother's words, in me lies the dual nature of Azeyma and Menphina, and my name is the Bound Sun and Moon. With this new name, I traveled across the land, eventually coming to Eorzea where I now call home, and my story truly begins. . .
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