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by LordSaladin on Wed Apr 04, 2007 10:02 am
A BRIEF HISTORY
In the beginning, the world now known as Kelante was a land of warring tribes. Countless individual Nations, some numbering only a few families, others containing a vast number of people.
Over centuries, the tribes began to merge, most for the sole reason of survival. Others would merge less instinctual purposes, the more pwerful tribes would merge with the lesser tribes, hoping to gain more land and numbers, the lesser agreeing for the hope of gaining status.
Eventually, all that was left in the world of Kelante were twelve tribes, each tribe having a populous of well over twelve thousand. After the final merging of the two most powerful tribes, peace seemed to reign, although battle was generally unknown as of yet in this land. There were no arguments between the tribes, each keeping business within themselves, and not venturing the borders of their appointed land mass.
This state of peace lasted for many centuries. However, the development of the people did not stand still as did the political standings. It appeared that in some people a strange power was annointed them at birth, the power of magic. Eventually being called sorcerers and sorceresses, they used what skills they had for meagre tasks, such as lighting fires and healing the sick. These workers of magic were soon to become revered by the other members of their tribe, almost being worshipped.
However, it was not just in magical aspects that the people grew. Although peace reigned, each tribe feared an attempted take over by another. Knowing this was more than possible, each trribe began to develop ways of defending themselves, developing swords and axes, sheilds, spears, and all manner of means of war. And as the tribesman created these weapons, they knew that people would have to learn to use them, so many men trained in the weapons developed. Through this training, the men grew considerably stronger.
Over many generation of training, the men of the land, now known as Kelante, began to be naturally strongly built, their arms and legs bulging with mucles. And the Sorcerers became more skilled in their magic, developing many higher skills, and finding their skills would also be effective as weapons of warfare.
For many years, this was how the land was, the tribes silently preparing for war, and keeping no contact with other tribes. Inevitably however, one tribe, seeing that their own power was great, not seeing the other tribes, decided to take more power and land than they previously had.
This tribe, the tribe of Kelante, set forth to conquer all the land. Gathering all their warriors and sorcerers, they ventured, and plundering everywhere they went, people had no choice but to either submit, or be killed. Because it turned out that, as they believed, no other tribe could even match Kelante in either strength or tactical skill.
As they conquered the land, the people of Kelante assimilated those they conquered into their own numbers, seeing that a strong land would only be acheived of the people that were in their rule were happy. Over the space of just twelve years, they had conquered all. And even though the tribe had gained their power through violent means, they ruled peacefully.
Once more centuries passed in peace, under the rule of the Kelante tribe, and over that time, people began to forget life as individual tribes. And competition rose between those most valued, the warriors and sorcerers. They would stay apart from each other and boast how one was better than the other.
Over relatively few years, the bickering had escalted to a war, and then, in a vast field, the warriors and sorcerers met in battle, the battle was bloody and many thousands of people lost their lives. The battle only stopped, as a single person, a young man who had trained in the ways of the wariors, but had later found out that he was born with the powers of a sorcerer.
Refusing to fight, he had watched the battle, and, walking throught warriors and sorcerers alike, he had shouted, his sorcerery meaning his voice was heard hundreds of leagues away. He told the warring people that the battle was ridiculous.
The battle was stopped, and the young man had forced an alliance between the two factions. And in this allianec, they shared power over the people, having to work together.
This took all parties a long time to become accustomed to, but once more peace reigned.
However, it has emerged, only recently that a large number of people, afraid of the war between the warriors and sorcerers, and later, not wanting to be ruled by them, had quietly left the land, hoping to find new places of habitance, however, they did not. Now, they on occasion, venture into Kelante, their sole intention being to cause havoc and take the food of those living in villages. They are called, by many civilians as Homeless, a term in derogatory tones, and it is found that that term is now generally used.
And only for the past one hundred and fifty years approximately, had a new group appeared, they called themselves Guardians, and silently placing themselves in each town they kept to their name, and protected each village from any Homeless raids that would happen. Gaining power, it would be revealed that the Guardians were a group of master warriors and sorcerers who had also learnt the other art, being powerful in all aspects.
Now the Guardians ensure the alliance of the warriors and sorcerers is kept in place, and they hold a lot of power in both parties.
The question now though is, how long will peace last in this world known for civil war?
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