Eons ago, in an unnamed land, the fawn skinned tribes lived semi-harmoniously in their own little circles. Following the basic laws of the land, they took on various roles to aid their people. Some went out to hunt, cooked, took care the children, planted various forms of vegetation, and even channeled the spirits of the earth.
Although they were somewhat primitive, they upheld the balance of nature. Following tradition, they've payed tribute to the spirits of the earth and honored their roots as the children of the Strong One and the Untold Beauty.
Over time they slowly evolved. From traveling the lands in search of food, they finally settled down and produced their own share. Living in a relatively patriarchal society, the men usually did the arduous tasks while the women assumed the role of child rearing and medical practice.
These fawn skinned tribes lived like this for quite some time.
One day, as they were fishing along coastal areas, a strange brown contraption was seen floating towards them from the serenity of the sea. Although they were frightened by this strange new sight, they stood their ground. As these contraptions drew closer, the fawn skinned people prepared themselves, a spear on one hand, a stone in the other. As the waters met with the sand, the contraptions stopped, and like magic, strange beings emerged. Covered in shiny hard looking skin, they approached. Unlike anything they've seen before, these creatures had unusually shaped heads that soon opened up to reveal a face that was still different. It had hazel eyes and a face of pale complexion. Those creatures had noses that were as sharp as freshly carved stone and chins that were covered in fur.
As some of them stood only a few feet away from the fawn skinned people, what seemed to be the leader spoke its alien dialect.
"Hola."
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Paolo Banaga
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