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I see each

and every one of you.

Let me tell you a story from long, long ago.

This story

From a far distant land begins in a time plagued with trouble

and danger.

Since the time of the first songs, we, the nut bee, have proudly braved the

elements that so often unleash their worst.

And sometimes courage alone is not enough to hold back the storm.

Of the many dangers we face, the most terrible comes from the sky.

It is the fiercest predator of our world, the creature with the colors of

the great Tauru.

Much as we respect the Koruk, the last shadow, we fear it even more.

If it attacks from above, its shadow is the last thing you see before you die.

For the story I am about to tell you, may Ewa help me to reveal the moon,

Pandora, the home of my people, the

Na 'vi.

Our story begins here, at the foot of the home tree of my clan, the Omitikaya.

Look at these two Na 'vi boys, how proud they are.

The older boy's name is

Ralu, the younger, N2.

They are like brothers.

N2 was very small when his parents were killed by a palulican, a gigantic,

fearsome creature that hunts deep within our forest.

Ralu's family took him in and raised him as their own.

And ever since then, the two boys have been inseparable.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Thank you.

Tonight, Ralu and Entu will have the most important experience of their young

lives.

Ignamea, their initiation.

Let me out.

Let me in.

The giant loom evokes Ewa, who weaves the connections between all living

Everything that moves, everything that reaches from the earth to the sky,

everything that flows beneath the surface of the sea, all of this is kept

perfect harmony by Ewa.

Loot core out.

The time had come for Ralu and Entu to pass the first trial of their initiation

before becoming Toronyu.

Hunters.

Ralu.

Entu.

Thank you.

Ralu, receive knowledge of the Na 'vi way, the way of the wind,

of shadow and light, the way of all the beasts.

May you find your place in this vast world of ours and Dora.

Thank you.

Thank

you.

the Taruk talisman with you always in recognition of your initiation.

May you be as strong as the Taruk.

The shaman is having a vision.

Vitra Utrau, the Tree of Souls, is surrounded by lava.

Our direct link with Ewa, our most sacred place, the Tree of Souls, is in

of being destroyed by a volcanic eruption.

The Omatakaya chief must quickly warn the other Na 'vi clans of the danger.

But alas, the clans are spread across Pandora and fictitious of those they do

not know.

To unite the clans will be no easy task.

I owe it to him.

I owe it.

Maeltum! Messegnat, muka!

and too is in need of comfort, he takes refuge at the Tree of Voices.

This is where he can hear the voices of his ancestors, among them his lost

father and mother.

Thank you.

The voices of the ancestors have spoken.

Only the Toruk can help to save the Tree of Souls.

But to approach the Toruk, you must first gather five sacred objects from

different clans.

The Toruk talisman is the first object of their quest.

Now the boy set out to find the other four.

Buenas de Camille.

Buenos días, Ralu.

Naruto. Buenos días, Wentu.

Buenas de Camille.

What took you, Dina?

Cial is the daughter of the Taukemi chiefs.

The Taukemi have mastered the secret properties found within jungle plants.

They know how to make you fall asleep by using only the scent of a special

flower.

Thank you.

Thank you, Lord.

God bless you.

Their new friend Thial is not allowed to go with them.

Her father has forbidden that she join in with these two Omatakaya boys.

Radu and Entu, having been laughed at, feel humiliated.

The Taukamichi refuse to give them the special seed, the second object of their

quest.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Dranul, get down.

Fial has disobeyed her father and run away from her clan.

And she's brought the precious seeds, the perfume of the talcami with her.

Our two heroes are now free.

And their quest can continue.

I'm galloping. Thank you.

Ralu?

What is it?

Maui.

You! You!

The three friends have found their way to the land of the Anurai clan.

Where lies the third sacred object?

Ever since he was a child, N2 has had the same nightmare.

Being attacked by a Palulacan, the creature that killed his parents.

On

this very night,

the Anorai clan paid tribute to their totem, the Palulacan.

Thank you.

Okay.

Thank you.

Ralu has found the object that they seek.

A palulican bow.

Which one should never blow into.

Thank you.

Thank God.

Thank God. Thank God.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

The chief of the Tipani did not believe one word out of the mouths of these

naive youths. She ordered them to return to their own clans, escorted by two of

her warriors.

This time it seems as though, despite all their effort, the journey ends here.

Let's go!

Thank you.

Five sacred objects for the Toruk with the colors of fire.

The talisman of the Omaticaya clan to recognize it.

The horn of the Anorai to lure it.

The seeds of the talcumy to soothe it.

The shield of the tippany for protection against it.

And the visor of the kekunan to guide it.

Five sacred objects for the toruk.

And a pure soul to ride it.

The chief of the Kekunan recognizes the signs of a prophecy that has been passed

down in his clan from generation to generation.

And we will guide you to the place where the Turok likes to hunt.

Now it is not simply a matter of just finding the taruk, but of riding it.

madness! No nut bee has ever dared to ride the taruk.

Hector!

The vision of the shaman was right.

The Tree of Souls is in danger.

But in the time it took our heroes to gather the five sacred objects, the

Obitakaya messengers have returned with the Na 'vi clans united in their efforts

to try and save the Tree of Souls.

All the waters of Pandora and all the tears of the Na 'vi are not enough to

extinguish the blazing inferno.

Lava will engulf the Tree of Souls until it dies.

How will the Na 'vi people survive its disappearance?

Never has our connection with Ewa been so close to destruction.

Never have we been so close to extinction.

I think of me.

Thus ends the story of the Taruk who gave his life to save ours.

Everything is connected.

I was the Omatakaya orphan who became the first Taruk Makto.

I am N2.

And this was my story.

Thank you.

Thank you.