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Zaroth sighed heavily, and apologized to the Wyldeheart, and tried to explain. His people was not ready, if there was war, many would die. But he could not run either, for he could not put his people through that. And so he was like a cornered animal, and in his desperation, he had snapped his teeth into whatever got close. He did not excuse his attack on the Kurgan's however. The Kurgan were war mongers, and he'd offered the people freedom, and those who took it had been spared. Those who wished to fight however, did so by their own choosing. But he did apologize about the drought. "I felt victorious, and wished to press my advantage. I wished to end this war without further casualties..." The great serpent sighed once again. "Yet in my haste, I forgot how stubborn our brother is, and so both our people have suffered... But worse of all I have threatened you Wyldeheart, my one brother I can truly claim love for. I can not undo what has been done, but I can make amends. I should not have acted so rashly. As for your gift, it was a most generous one. I sent words of my thanks, though it seems you did not receive it." He great serpent bowed. "Thank you brother. And as a sign of trust, I invite you and your people to come to Sarentia, in a couple of months time. They shall hold a tournament in my honor, but there will also be trade, and festivity. And as a sign of apology, the drought shall be lifted from the Kurgan land, so that your plants might grow once again."

Adaption is they key to survival...

The very day the cold fell on Sarentia, Zaroth spoke to the farmers. He knew one day they'd have to move, and now seemed as good a time as any...Only time could tell.

And so Zaroth rose onto land, and lead a small number of farmers towards the east, deeper into his land. Following along with them were Verrens, who carried the supply, and personal items the farmers were unwilling to part with. It pleased Zaroth to see the once barren, dead fields now bright green with grass, and when the sun shined warmly down on them, Zaroth knew they had arrived. Just like Zaroth could only drain a limited area, so could Khaine only keep a limited area cold. This was outside that area. Before them was a great hill, and without a word, Zaroth raced to it. His massive body coiled around it, pressing down on it with crushing force, like a snake trying to squeeze the life out of its victim. Slowly the hill began to bend to Zaroth's will, its edges becoming so steep they seemed impossible to clime, until it resembled a giant pillar. The great serpent then uncoiled himself from the hill, and looked towards the farmers. "This is a hill fort." His powerful tail whipped against the hill, causing the ground to shake from its sheer force. Where his tail had landed, was now a small trail leading up the steep hill. "It shall offer you some protection if the Kurgan ever attack. Enough to delay them until help can arrive." He made a wide sweeping gesture with his tail in the air. "This land is now yours, to do as you please with. Here you may grow great fields, the likes of which this world have never seen, to keep our people feed, and make our trade flourish with the other nations. I shall carve a detour into the river here, so that you may build mills, and so that you may fish, and swim to your delight. You can also use it to take your goods to Sarentia. Just pray to me, and as always the currents shall safely take you there. Or if you wish, you may take the road." He nodded his head behind them, and indeed a road had been formed where the serpent had crossed. "Now let me tell you of the wheel."

The concept of a wheel was easily explained to the farmers. After all their people had mastered much more advanced designs, but a wheel had simply never been necessary. However now that the farmers had much more ground to cover, Zaroth thought it might ease their labor.

But now that Zaroth had two settlements he had to see to both's safety. So not long after Zaroth carved a small river to the farmers, like he'd promised, he soon set out Naga to patrol through the rivers, accompanied by Verren. It was important that these people felt safe, so he made sure the Naga always made their presence known when they passed through, along with the occasional visit from Zaroth himself.

Yes, Zaroth had done a lot to defend his people, about as much as he could possibly do without resorting to miracles. So now he instead developed the religious side of his people. He began to choose priests amongst his most loyal followers, told them tales of the sacred sea, the creation of Naga, and Azuna. Most of this, the priests already knew, as they were amongst his most faithful, so there were little he could teach them, before he officially made their status public knowledge. These men would go forth to teach and guide the people of Sarentia. One of these priests were sent to the farm community, while five remained in Sarentia.

However these were not all the priests, merely the ones Zaroth made public. For Zaroth did not wish for his people to celebrate these men, only to mourn their deaths a couple of hours later. These were mostly nobles. skilled riders, and some of them even skilled warriors, as far as the people of Sarentia were concerned. And they were given the most dangerous of tasks. They would ride to the people of the plains, they would tell them of their great god, how he and he alone stood against Khaine. They would tell them of the blow they'd struck to him, and the part the plains people played in that strike. They could gain a lot if they were to join forces, Kahine would have to think twice before attacking either of them. But one tribe was not enough, they had to try to gather all the tribes if possible, joined together against a common enemy. Though if anyone asked, they had no ill to speak of The Wyldeheart. Zaroth had not come to steal the people from him, but merely gathering whatever allies he could against Khaine.

Zaroth stood before the men, with their Verren's. They'd been enhanced by their god to be unmatched in terms of speed, and stamina, yet Zaroth still had doubts about many of them returning. He bowed his head, and prayed with them, something he rarely ever did, but this was a sign of respect, to the men who were about to throw their lives on the line, in his name.

"Blessed are they who stand before the dark and the wicked and do not falter. Blessed are the guardians, the champions of the just."

And then they were gone... Zaroth would have gone himself, but he needed to look after his people. He had to continue to teach, and watch over them in these hard times. The farming community would ensure progress did not slow for the people, but Khaine still might try something in their weakened state, and so Zaroth had to be here to defend Sarentia, and the new farms, in person.

Soon after that, he sent yet another five men out riding on Verren's, all of them going to different directions, but all stayed away from Khaine's land. These men would search for more people, to teach them of Zaroth. For he'd need all the allies he could possibly get in the near future. But his current people had to be strong on their own to, and so he motivated the people to train harder to prepare turnament, for them to do it together in group, and on a daily basis. After all, the wild foke would probably be watching them, and they were well known for their skill and prowess, no doubt they'd laugh at Sarentia's people if they weren't at the best.

He sent out invitations to the tournament, not only to Wyldeheart, but to Wyvaria's people as well. Zaroth regretfully admitted to having forgotten her somewhat with all the many things happening in the world, but he would be honor if her people decided to attend, and even more so if she agreed to opening a trade between the two people, for mutual gain.