Berig     Created on Thursday, 26 January 2006 22:43  
  *ApeDragon  
  Patriarchs History:

I can rememeber it like yesterday- the old villages before it was burnt down to a much lesser home- I can remember my parents, my friends and the details of my younger days and the old ori'cle village before it had been tainted and torn by outsiders...Those times are only reminded to me in my dreams and the sight of fire- reminder of all I knew reduced to ash and the dead..
It still baffles me to this day, why MY village had to be the village to attempt to put a stop to the flood of people. It makes me wonder why we had to sacrifice everything, our lives, and why I was still walking the forsaken earth at the end of it all...
Once I grew, I was one of the very few still left, standing for the old ways, the ways of my family and the Ori'cle and the ways of Prince Kija. My country had become another country, inhabbited by rebels and Blight, outcasts of the outsider society, and I was forced to live with them and beckon by their will, as well as who was left of the once flurishing village.. Though I had troubles communicating, and had to learn the langauge of the outsiders myself, though people mocked me for my almost religious loyalty to the Prince, though I had much different cultures and views on this world than most others I encountered. I never gave up, I never gave myself away or let go of those truthes and pations I was raised with. For the honor of my family, Kija, and all those who died I held on and stuck my chin up, in the pits of society that no one knew or cared about... I stayed here, protecting my lands, for people who didn't care or want me there...I stood by Nagnang's side..Creating families and small organizations of the few who would listen and follow the ways of the old, the ways of the original founder and Prince Kija...Waiting for his return, patiently and sharply..

Time went on, my skin aged, my eyes lost began to loose their once youthful glow...I stood no longer alone, but an outcast in a land full of outcasts, untill his highness came back to form the Legion....I, for once in my life here, found a home with others who followed the same road I did.. though as I found later- their reasons were much different than mine...I continued to push for the old ways of Nagnang, working everywaking hour for his highness, writting down his countries history that was taught to me, to pass it on as to make my parents, my friends and kindred from that village to live on...
Today- threw all the time I put into it- they do live, and their culture lives... They live in the family we have formed, they live in the Nagnang Legion, they live with Kija and the hearts of all those who have read the Books of Nagnang, they are alive in Every nangen and every soul who remembered...I have saved a generation of some of the most loyal, enlightened, simplistic and pure societys known..Threw time, I have grown to be known as this saviour, and for this, I am the Patriarch of the Nangen Family, the Ori'cle...

~/- ( ) l )~
-Nangen Elder
-Legionaire