Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Finally.
Only the Avatar, master of all four elements could stop them. But when the world needed him most, he vanished like a petaQ.
A hundred years passed and my brother and I discovered the new Avatar, a gaghbender named Aang. And although his gagh is fresh he has a lot to learn before he’s ready to face anyone in battle.
But I believe today is a good day to die.
(Aang obviously came a bit before Worf in the Avatar cycle. Worf doesn’t strike me as a gaghbender.)