When he heard there was a young boy who had defeated the enemy of his father, destroyed the tribe that had expelled him from the Great Steppe, he thinks nothing of it
Such stories is common in the Great Steppe
But then the story of that young boy become louder.
And louder. And then the entire Southern Great Steppe heard his story. Aeryon the son of Rakarys. Belarion his sworn brother that sweeps all his sworn brother enemies
Mayeux his most trusted advisor. His uncle Rukari that supports him when he goes out the tribe to fight.
Alliances was formed and a new situation unfolded in the Southern Great Steppe.
Like being awoken after a long dream, the old men sense the shifting winds, the young rose up, each one aspire to have their name carved in the annals of history.
A wind of change spreads all over and ambitious men rises up after one another. From then on, Ashana Angah, began looking at the sky.
I am thinking of making a blog where I would post other stories that I did not yet post in this place. Some would even be stories that I never posted anywhere. If anyone is interested in reading there, you could join my discord where I would probably post it there.