He lived a life of absolute poverty. Eating or sleeping in a safe place was a constant struggle. He belonged to the low caste of the society, and had some friends among the servants, beggars and workers. He had no culture at all and lived like a beast. He was force of nature, and people saw in their body and beauty the incarnation of a god. He was known to be lazy, barely waking up in the morning.
Habtamu, 34 years old, hunter, became the new leader of the family.
6 years later, Habtamu spent time to learn to cook better, and made some various experiments. Not all of the dishes were good, but most weren't bad. A few weeks later, Habtamu became violent and people began to fear him. A few weeks later, Habtamu broke an arm. On the next full moon, Habtamu fell in love with Gilukhipa, a stunning woman, 30 years old, a musician. Both married and lived together from now on.
Soon after, Gilukhipa got pregnant and gave birth to an adorable baby boy, but he was weak and died the first night. Gilukhipa got heartbroken.