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Backdrop: So you don't get confused this a legend of the race of Elites. It starts 6000 years ago on the elite home world of Zan-Karmon (roughly translated it means god world). This is a story of the unification of the elites race. So you know I'm using kie-nikon as the race of elites call them selves because I'll have to use elite in its proper context later and I don't want say the elite elite fought bravely or something along those lines. Also I can't say man, woman or child because there aren't ant and it would sound funny, and I don't fell like saying adult male and stuff like that all the time, so Adult male is kichock, Adult female is kifong, and youth is kilong. Intro: The grand beast fell dead at the feet of Azun-ra. He gave out a loud roar of victory he had defeated a nikoth, a huge elephant like beast that stood a shade over five meters tall the kie-nikon used every bit of this creature when they could get their hands a dead one but no one even attempted to kill one any more because tribes had been wiped out by a single one of these so how could one kichock take on a beast of such magnitude. But Azun-ra was no ordinary kichonk he was the Grand Chi (meaning absolute ruler) of the Kazak Empire the most powerful nation on all of Zan-Karmon. Chapter 1 Kazak'-Dun stood tall looking over the gorge watching his enemy's convoy of riders infantry and a few krage (huge boar creature can be domesticated but rarely are due to the fact that they wont fight and are slow) carts filled with supplies for the neighboring tribe. He rose his black poorly crafted sword, mounted his flaknog (a hyena like creature a bout the size of a horse and easily domesticated) let out a booming roar and he and his small army of 200 kichock stormed down the cliff walls on their flaknog, waving their swords and roaring all the way down at an almost vertical angle until there was about fifteen feet until they would have splattered into the ground, but the flaknog being a very quick agile creature flexed its muscular hind legs and landed on flat ground in time to slaughter its enemy. Kazak'-Dun was slicing, slashing, and goring his foes when his flaknog caught a spear to the chest. So Kazak-dun did what any Ki-Nekon general would do let out a terrible roar and removed the head his loyal flaknogs killer and continued to fight with renewed rage and vigor. One of Kazak's soldiers rode next to him he jumped onto his allies' flaknog, grabbed the warped primitive bow on the side of his comrade's beast and began to pick off the remaining infantry. When finally his reinforcements arrived, as always late, because their paragrogs (a large bird creature with a wing span around thirty meters) would not cooperate. The bird riders finished off the remaining enemy forces, while Kazak and the other ground units counted and piled up the dead. |
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