(Here you go, sorry I’m writing this half drunk)
My Version of Shamans Lore:
•Shaman or Hippy was known to be the second oldest in the Lost Tribe, following behind Greyback. Shaman was known for his healing skills, studying all the way back to when his ancestors where kept as slaves, using unique methods to heal another after gladiators battle. When Shaman was younger he was naïve as he was reckless, during a Three way hunt with a experienced Golden Angel & a Unblooded Yautja, mistakes where made. Shaman & the Unblood wanting to prove themselves capable and strong to not only Golden Angel & their Clans Elder, they strikes out on their own.
This was around the Revolutionary War, June 17, 1775 the two hunted soldiers of both Red & Blue coats. However a strike from the seas would interrupt and cause fatal damage for both, canon balls blowing up buildings and almost nothing the hunters. Shaman though he was escorting the Unblooded Warrior to safety, only to turn around knowing now he was holding a corpse. Shaman wouldn’t accept his death dispute the huge holes in the Hunters body, Golden Angel would see this and moan with Shaman.
However Golden Angel had to pull the young Shaman away even when the Young Hunter believed he could save him, it was no use as Golden Angel forced Shaman to choose when he set the self destruction on the dead Hunter. Shaman chose to go with Golden Angel and escape the blast radius, having everyone believe it was another one of the canon explosion. The two returned to the Clan, when the Elder noticed and asked what happened to their brother Golden Angel stepped in and said the Unblooded Hunter became a warrior before having his life snuffed out by a sneak attack of the humans. The Elder shelved his wrist gauntlet to find the Hunter self destructed himself leaving no traces of him behind, the two where granted not only Blooded Status but permission to start their own clan.
Shaman rather he’d exiled himself for the mistakes and naïve actions he committed, but Golden Angel stepped up and insisted he would co-own a clan of their own. There the twos journey began of both healing and learning, Shaman would his life as a healer to the Lost Tribe for the rest of his life until the hunt calls for his spear one last time, that very spear having the wristblades of the Unblooded Warrior as his spear forever a reminder of the life he couldn’t save but many more he can.