My Journey to the Twelve Ancestor Skills of Pandora
Track down all 12 Tarsyu Flowers in Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora to gain game-changing Na'vi abilities.
When I first stepped onto Pandora back in 2024, I had no idea the world would burrow so deeply into my heart. Two years later, in 2026, the call of the wild pulled me back like a tulkun's song. This time I had a singular goal: find all twelve Tarsyu Flowers scattered across the Western Frontier. Those glowing blue blooms, each one a doorway into the wisdom of the Na’vi ancestors, promised skills that would change everything. My ikran, Stormfeather, seemed to sense my excitement—she kept chirping as we took off from Hometree. Let me tell you, tracking down every last one of those hidden flowers was no walk in the forest.
The first one came effortlessly, woven right into the fabric of the main story. In Kinglore Forest, the flower practically tugged at my heartstrings, impossible to miss. I touched its pulsing petals, and a rush of ancient knowledge flooded my mind. Suddenly my legs felt lighter—I could double jump! The Air Boost became my constant companion, letting me reach ledges I’d only dreamed of. It was like the forest itself was lifting me higher, and honestly, I felt unstoppable.

With that playful new trick, I set out southeast of Hometree where a cluster of floating islands dangled from vines like giant chimes. I climbed and swung my way to the top, my heart in my throat the whole time. (Okay, I admit, I later realized I could’ve just flown up with Stormfeather. Live and learn!) There, another Tarsyu Flower waited, and it gifted me the Eject Skill. The first time I tore a RDA pilot out of his mech with my bare hands, I let out a whoop of joy. Getting close to those metal monsters was terrifying, but ripping them apart from the inside? Absolutely worth the risk.

The Boundless Range beckoned next. Even larger islands floated here, and I circled on my ikran until the blue glow caught my eye midway up. The Drop Impact flower sat on a middle ledge, and when I learned its lesson, my spear attacks after a jump became devastating. The faster I lunged, the harder I hit—it was like the wind itself lent me strength. I tested it on a group of feral viperwolves, and after a mighty leap, the ground shook, stunning them all. “Now we’re talking,” I muttered with a grin.
One skill almost got the better of me. Gossamer Lakes was serene, but the flower had hidden itself inside a cave on a tiny island. I remember stumbling around in the dark, following a winding tunnel until the soft landing bloom finally appeared. That lesson taught my knees a thing or two—a well-timed slide now softened even the nastiest drops. Of course, there are limits. I won’t pretend I didn’t test it jumping from a floating island once (spoiler: my legs still remember the pain).
Then came the Deeper Connection—and oh, what a battle that turned out to be. The flower rested in a colossal broken tree north of a level-20 RDA base, and the pollution from Laser Ore Processor Alpha choked the air until I cleared the facility. That fight tested every fiber of my Na’vi spirit. Wave after wave of AMP suits, and I nearly ran out of arrows. But when the base fell silent and I finally touched the flower, Stormfeather’s stamina surged. Our bond deepened until I could feel her heartbeat in my own chest. That alone made the struggle worth it.
From the Kinglore Forest, I soared into the golden expanse of the Upper Plains. At Horsehead Plateau, a massive rock formation sheltered the Way of the Diplomat. I found it tucked beneath a stone roof like a secret the land kept for the patient. This skill didn’t make me stronger or faster—it made me wiser. Suddenly, Na’vi across the plains offered me more favors, their eyes holding a new respect. It was as if the ancestors were teaching me to listen, not just to speak.

A cave at the Shattered Bridge almost made me laugh—the Reconnaissance flower sat right at the entrance, glowing smugly as if saying, “Took you long enough.” That skill let me track RDA patrols, their footprints glowing like ghost trails. I spent a whole evening sneaking through an outpost, taking down soldiers one by one without ever raising an alarm. If you love the stealthy approach, this one’s pure gold.
Inside a floating mountain in Step’s Cradle, pink platforms led me upward to the Screech Ability. When I commanded Stormfeather to unleash that piercing cry, the smaller RDA units keeled over in disoriented agony. It didn’t faze the big boys, but for clearing out scouts? A literal scream of a skill.
Toruk Peak called next, high in Eywa’s Reach. Wing Gust sat between two red trees at the summit, and after a swooping landing, my ikran could buffet enemies with a gale. I remember the first time I used it—a squad of soldiers tumbled like leaves, and I stood there amazed at nature’s fury, right at my fingertips.
In First Zakru, the Ghost Strike skill hid behind a pink door I couldn’t open. Ignoring it, I swam through a narrow underwater passage, climbed a slick wall, and found the bloom deep inside. A 30% stealth damage bonus became my new best friend. From that moment on, my ambushes felt almost unfair—in the best way.
Then Stormfeather carried me to the Clouded Forest, where Stone Cloud Valley guarded the Free Fast Travel secret. I flew high between two mountains and entered a tight gap that led to a precarious platforming path. My fingers were sweating by the time I reached the inconspicuous flower. Now, fast travel costs nothing—no energy penalty. It felt like a little rebellion against the RDA’s resource-hungry world.
The final skill sat atop the Crying Giant in Cascading Stones. I simply landed my ikran on the summit and communed with the Tarsyu Network. From that day forward, every sapling I touched revealed the next, lighting a web across Pandora. Collecting them all became a peaceful pilgrimage rather than a scavenger hunt.
In the end, there’s no grand trophy for gathering all twelve. But the moment I earned the “Talk to the Ancestors” award after just three, I realized the real reward was the journey itself. Each flower had not just empowered me—it had shared a story, a piece of Pandora’s soul. And honestly? I’d do it all over again, just to feel that ancient whisper one more time. 🌿