You wander through the night and day. You wander through the plains, forest, and mountains. Gathering the things you need for your ancestors. The road is hard and long, cold-blood. Find the allies that you don't wish for, but what you need. Yes, you are alone, but you have the strength of your kin. Your ancestors will be your guide, helping you find the weapons and tools that you so desperately need. Your mind is filled with rage and hatred, let that be your reminder of who made your kin disappear. Bring us back, cold-blood. Bring us back so we can continue what we started.