Avatar: Riders Of The Leviathan (Neteyam x OC)

Chapter 3

The Sully family's anticipation hung heavy in the air as Kielwì's words left them on the edge of revelation. Neteyam's heart pounded in his chest, his gaze locked onto Kielwì's every move, hoping for clarity about his inexplicable return.

"What the hell is 'The Returned'?" Jake's voice cracked with a mixture of frustration and anxiety. 

Kielwì's expression remained inscrutable, his gaze distant as he scanned the horizon behind them. The eyes of many Vyrazan were fixed upon the unfolding scene, curiosity mingling with guarded interest.

With a slow exhale, Kielwì turned his attention back to the Sully family. "Come inside, quickly," he urged, his tone carrying a sense of urgency that brooked no delay.

The Sullys exchanged wary glances but followed Kielwì into his feyra. 

Inside, the entrance led into a circular chamber, its walls adorned with intricate patterns woven from luminescent vines and fibers that cast a gentle, ethereal light. The air was cool and fragrant, carrying the scent of flowers and the earthy notes of the forest.

In the center of the chamber, a large, circular pit had been meticulously carved into the ground. A rich tapestry of woven mats and furs formed a comfortable seating area around the pit. 

Hollowed-out gourds hung from the ceiling, swaying gently in the breeze. Crystals and gems were carefully arranged along the walls, each one catching and refracting the bioluminescent light that filtered through the room's intricately woven canopy. These radiant jewels seemed to pulse with a life of their own, casting prismatic patterns everywhere.

Elaborate carvings adorned the walls, depicting scenes from Vyrazan history, ancient legends, and the symbiotic relationships that defined their way of life. Among these carvings, intricate depictions of Leviathans in flight were etched.

As the Sully family settled into their surroundings, Kielwì gestured for them to sit down around the pit.  They complied and Kielwì couldn't help but notice Tuk eyeing the crystals on the wall. Amused, he pulled a small one out of the wall. He held it out to young Tuk, a knowing smile on his lips.

"Here, little one," he says gently.

Tuk's eyes widen in wonder as she accepts the crystal, its delicate light reflecting in her gaze. 

With a graceful gesture, Kielwì went to a nearby table adorned with a collection of ornate vessels, each containing a shimmering liquid of various colors. He picked up a delicate, hand-carved cup, and pours a golden liquid into it. He offered into them.

"Drink. It's Vyrazan nectar. A form of hospitality." 

Neytiri accepted the cup, drinking it, before even thinking of giving it to her children. It exuded a fragrant aroma, a harmonious blend of sweet and earthy notes that awakened her senses.

Jake and their children watched in curiosity as Neytiri sipped, her expression turned to one of serene delight. She gave it to Jake. It flowed smoothly, like a gentle stream. The children, too, drank and Kielwì sat finally sat across from them, pleased.

Kielwì's gaze swept over the Sully family, his expression unrecognizable. After a brief pause, he began to speak.

"Years ago, when humans came to Pandora, it was not long before the Vyrazan clan was on the brink of extinction. Our resources dwindled and our people fell ill. We were dying. 

Desperate for salvation, the clan turned to the guidance of Eywa. In our darkest hour, a vision was granted to our clan's Olo'eyktan at the time, Kor'lan. In that vision, the existence of the Levi'itan was revealed. At first, just one appeared, then two, then three, then many many more.