(Just want to give a quick shout out to a young lady named Millie, I met them during a stream with FenrirGaming85, Voodoo_1st_Lady, DeaderDanDead, and more as we where geeking out about Predator Lore. She was just like any other viewer in the stream, until she asked Voodoo to one girl to another if she ever wanted to leave the game because of how she was treated. This left us confused for a couple of seconds until she explained it, as gamers we are all use to shit talking, it’s become our native language. However as gamers we know when talking shit goes too far and Millie experienced it first hand, it disgusted me to my core. It was at that moment while on stream I not only made a build but also made a video that you see here. This is a welcome to the community she deserves and a video to call her own, something she can show to friends, also to show that there are good people in the game. So Millie! We wish for you to keep playing and keep enjoying the game as it grows. I hope you enjoy)
With every Valkyrie or Elite Warrior within the Norse Clan hold a certain responsibility, not only the protection of their Clan but also scouts for future warriors. One of these Valkyrie’s used the code name “Voodoo” when she joined the broken clan, but as a safety precaution she traveled to Yautja Prime in the form of a successor. Within the Warrior pits where promising warriors and hunters for the future, however it was a female she sought out for every Valkyrie within the Norse Clan had to fit the female description. There was only a handful of Females in the pit, most of which could make better Pathfinders or Ship workers until one stood above the rest. She seemed to be well adapted to weapons that where placed in her hands, but she favored the bow and sycle which could be viewed as controversial……but the way she used such a weapon almost seemed majestic like the weapon was a extension of herself, having complete trust in herself and the weapon of her choice.
However she was inexperienced, sloppy, and not in control of her emotions which left her exposed for numerous attacks whether it be hand to hand or ranged. The trails where eventually ended by the Overseer who shamed the Unblooded and was going in to strike her, though the hit never came because Voodoo held the hand of the attacker. Giving a intimidating and bellowing growl that scared and cleared the floor except for the Unblood. There the two grew a friendship connection or also known as Shield Sisters, there Voodoo found her successor and was flying back into space with the Unblooded Warrior. Another thing about Valkyrie’s and their successors is that the Valkyrie are fully responsible for them and have to train them, mostly they train one on one and learn upon one another but Voodoo had another idea. With a quick call and slip into hyper speed, the two shield sisters’s scout ship was met by a huge mothership.
The mothership had unrecognizable markings to the Unblood, but it was a ship that had many in going and out going ships like it was a docking port for travelers to rest. Voodoo welcomed the Unblood to “The Community” from which the ship was called and everyone that lived inside. It is described as a place where no matter the rank, honor or dishonor you have, it was where everyone was treated equally with rules. Once aboard it was busy with many bodies working as a steady stream, flowing in every directions and one could easily get lost along the current. Voodoo guided the Unblood to a war table like room, when asked what’s here Voodoo replied: “We are meeting a few friends, volunteers to help train you better then I can train myself”.
Just as soon as Voodoo finished, two Warriors entered the room with both coming from the Undead Clan. Their Clan is known for their never say die attitude even in the face of suicidal odds, along with weapons and skills that are unmatched. The warriors names where DeaderDanDead & Resevil as a form of word play, they are intimidating warriors with a unique sense of humor. After the introduction the door would open again with two more entering, one bigger then the other. One was covered in black from his skin, to the furr he had wrapped around him, to the muzzle around his mandibles. However it was the one who stood in red armor looking close to what humans called Samurais, the one warrior who was known for a large tragedy among millions, the Bad Blood with one arm. The Unblood was filled with unknown rage and attacked the Clan Leader with her single wristblade, but was caught by the Black Wolf like warrior known as Fenrir, his neon green blood trickling down the blade with the tip only inches away from the Samurai known as Drago.
Everyone in the room calmed the Unblood even when feeling the same way, but this was the grounds where everyone was equal even when you nuked a city on Yautja Prime. They would teach her Honor, Discipline, Patience, Survival Instinct, History, and Tracking under the Nomad Clans Protection.
