Medo was raised by both his mother and one of their tribe's prey, in a dreameater tribe which travelled across Vystriana. His father disappeared before he was born, which resulted in a prey acting as his father figure. He was taught the same as any other dreameater, which led him to becoming rather conniving and thoughtless, but he was also taught in part by the prey who acted as a guardian for him through his younger years. Whenever the guardian was alone with Medo, he taught him a great deal of things that he wasn't supposed to. Stories from his life before falling prey to the dreameaters, teachings from an elven village, and folktales that had never been heard by dreameaters within the tribe. From what the man had told him, Medo eventually got caught on a single question, why didn't this man run away. The prey were treated quite nicely, but in a sense they were servants, trapped working for the tribe. Yet, This man, who seemed to enjoy talking about his time living freely, never ran away. Whenever Medo asked the man that question, the man paused for a moment, then said it was complicated. It seemed he was avoiding the question, which only confused Medo further.
As Medo grew up, he got better at reading emotion, fear, and became an expert in the art of manipulation. However, he wasn't the only one to change. The guardian prey seemed to be changing as well, not physically, but mentally. He never spoke of the stories, even when they were alone, and showed less signs of emotion than before. It was at this time, that Medo also began learning from his mother about how to start amassing captives. His mother's knowledge fascinated him, but it was when she told him of the addictive result of repeated dream feeding that he felt concern instead. He knew right away, that the man who had acted as his guardian through his childhood, had endured just that.
Medo let it be for a few years, becoming more and more independent over time. But eventually, he couldn't help it. The man who he regarded almost as highly as a father, was on the brink of insanity, and he couldn't watch it get any worse. Medo waited until he got a chance to feed on the man, but entered his room that night with other intentions. He was going to set the man free.
Medo walked that man out for nearly five kilometers to get to a small village. But the entire time the man showed no desire to leave the tribe. The only reason he followed Medo to the small village was because Medo was a dreameater, and he was to do as a dreameater said. Seeing the man for so long in his current state was the hardest thing Medo ever did. For a race that was taught to honor intellect and mind, it surprised him how willing they all were to destroy it. Medo left the man at the village, hoping that some elves would find him and take care of him. Medo had a rather poor understanding of how other tribes worked, but imagined that they must take care of one another to some extent. When Medo got back, he went to sleep without ever eating, willing to fast for one night if it meant that the prey could be free.
When he awoke, his mother was in his house, staring at him with contempt. It seemed the man had returned after being left at the village, and he had told other dreameaters the entire story. Medo was exiled from the tribe, at age 20, for his actions that night.
After that, Medo did just as he had before, but by himself. It was a lot harder, having no place to sleep, and nothing to eat. But eventually he got into a system of sorts. He became more manipulating than ever before, throwing morals to the side in favor of survival. He was just like the other dreameaters, except he was more aware of how wrong his actions were. Although, through it all, he never fed upon the same person twice. Instead, he manipulated people into letting him stay for just one night, giving himself a place to rest and eat, then moved on to another for the next time.
As Medo grew up, he got better at reading emotion, fear, and became an expert in the art of manipulation. However, he wasn't the only one to change. The guardian prey seemed to be changing as well, not physically, but mentally. He never spoke of the stories, even when they were alone, and showed less signs of emotion than before. It was at this time, that Medo also began learning from his mother about how to start amassing captives. His mother's knowledge fascinated him, but it was when she told him of the addictive result of repeated dream feeding that he felt concern instead. He knew right away, that the man who had acted as his guardian through his childhood, had endured just that.
Medo let it be for a few years, becoming more and more independent over time. But eventually, he couldn't help it. The man who he regarded almost as highly as a father, was on the brink of insanity, and he couldn't watch it get any worse. Medo waited until he got a chance to feed on the man, but entered his room that night with other intentions. He was going to set the man free.
Medo walked that man out for nearly five kilometers to get to a small village. But the entire time the man showed no desire to leave the tribe. The only reason he followed Medo to the small village was because Medo was a dreameater, and he was to do as a dreameater said. Seeing the man for so long in his current state was the hardest thing Medo ever did. For a race that was taught to honor intellect and mind, it surprised him how willing they all were to destroy it. Medo left the man at the village, hoping that some elves would find him and take care of him. Medo had a rather poor understanding of how other tribes worked, but imagined that they must take care of one another to some extent. When Medo got back, he went to sleep without ever eating, willing to fast for one night if it meant that the prey could be free.
When he awoke, his mother was in his house, staring at him with contempt. It seemed the man had returned after being left at the village, and he had told other dreameaters the entire story. Medo was exiled from the tribe, at age 20, for his actions that night.
After that, Medo did just as he had before, but by himself. It was a lot harder, having no place to sleep, and nothing to eat. But eventually he got into a system of sorts. He became more manipulating than ever before, throwing morals to the side in favor of survival. He was just like the other dreameaters, except he was more aware of how wrong his actions were. Although, through it all, he never fed upon the same person twice. Instead, he manipulated people into letting him stay for just one night, giving himself a place to rest and eat, then moved on to another for the next time.