LiShen     Created on Wednesday, 22 July 2009 23:03  
  Moh-Ehns  
 
It was times of war, during the reign of the late King Yuri, when Nagnag had refused the peace treaty, and mysterious tribes seemed to be preparing for some type of war, or invasion.


A Sonhi barbarian named Suksi, well known as the brew maiden of this  particular Sonhi tribe. She was a daughter of a Druid and a Barbarian, while her father trained her for war and raids during the day, at night her mother would take her on long walks, picking herbs and plucking flowers. Each flower and herb came along with a lesson of alchemy, the reactions of the herb or flower when ingested, rubbed on your skin or simply inhaled. Most other barbarians made fun of her for playing with flowers, calling her names or throwing rocks at her from a large distance, the distance being for their own protection.

Suksi had made a name for herself, all across the Sonhi valleys they spoke of a wild magical barbarian and her amazing mixed brew. All the late night walking and alchemy classes with her mother had paid off, for her tribe grew strong with every sip of her special brew. Already known well for their skills in hand to hand combat, fear had grown across the lands of their very own tribe.

This fear had reached a particular group of people, who prided themselves on the knowledge of others. These people hated Barbarians, for whatever reason their hate grew for this particular tribe as they grew stronger. They devised a plan, to infiltrate the tribe's camp and steal the brew's ingredients and finally to kill off the entire tribe leaving no clues or memories of this treacherous attack.

That night, Suksi had run out of herbs and was on yet another one of her late night herb walks. She hummed a tune while walking through the valley, taking a sip of brew every now and then. Now Suksi may have been a bit of an brew addict but it never affected her sense of scent, and she had caught a whiff of something strange. Grabbing her last herb she picked up her
satchel and followed the familiar scent, strange it was bringing her towards her very own camp.

Standing upon a hill gazing over the valley her tribe's camp
had been all her life, she spotted something strange. It looked as if Shadows were running towards the camp, when she looked closer she realized these were no ordinary cloud, or tree shadows. Her mind was flooded with memories of her childhood, when their camp had been invaded before by the very same creatures. They moved so quick, and almost seemed invisible to the eye for moments of time. the same night her mother had been kidnapped and her father had been murdered.

Suksi's heart grew with anger, after that attack the tribe was never the same, always seeming to be at each others throats one way or another.  The main reason for the hate and turmoil was that the shadow Tribe had once been a very close ally to the tribe, until half of our tribe's own greed had turned them away
Causing such betrayal and hurt within the tribe. Knowing that the attack was provoked within reason from Her own tribes stupid actions. Only her brew had been able to calm down the tribe, leaving them at Peace, that being the only real reason Suksi stayed after her parents were murdered, for she had no desire
For riches, and no desire for war, she just wanted peace and a valley to collect her herbs and flowers in.

Suksi gripped her axe and whistled for her horse, riding full force towards the shadows that crept upon her Home. Before she could let out her battle cry she heard her name, "Suksi!~"? "Suksi! Over here!". A Very tall man came out from the bushes, she immediately recognized the mans eyes from when she Was younger, his eyes so dark, they looked like holes to his soul in the dark. He was apart of the Shadow Tribe, when they hadn't been enemies Suksi and this man were very close friends before the betrayal.

"Nitief!" Suksi yelled,  "I haven't seen you in Yuris!"
Nitief's eyes were wide. They seemed to be flooding with tears, Suksi grabbed him and held him close. He had grown into a man now, she had to step on her tiptoes just to see face to face with him. "There is no time Suksi, the shadows have gained knowledge of your potions, they plan on stealing your  ingredients, and leaving nothing of your tribe but ashes."
tears fell from Nitief's eyes as he stared Into Suksi's sunken eyes. Without a word Suksi jumped upon her horse again and rode, with nitief's cry in in the back ground "SUKSI WE CANNOT WASTE ANYTIME!"

As she rode closer there was a loud boom in the air, so loud it almost knocked her off her horse. Her camp was now in flames, her tribe now cries with pain as the barbarians woke with roars of War.A few shadows jumped upon a stolen horse and rode off, Susksi wasn't allowing that. She gripped her throwing axe and aimed carefully, the axe flew from her hand ripping threw the
winds lopping three heads off of the infiltrators. The tribe cheered, Suksi did not.

She knew they would be back in full force, she did not want to cause more turmoil for her tribe. So she told them why they had come, and why she had to leave. Most of the fighters of the tribe refused Saying they would not run from them, they would stand their ground and fight till their last breath. Foolish Suksi thought, fighting for something they had nothing to do with.

The tribe was split, half would follow Suksi and half would stay to fight for a losing battle. Nitief met up with Suksi, and soon they decided they wouldn't start a tribe, for they can be so easily broken. Nitief and Suksi began a family, bringing hope to the people from the Lost tribe now. They took a piece of Suksi's tribe and a piece of Nitief's and came up with
The word "Moh-Ehns". This family wouldn't strive on war, they ould fight what they believed in, but they wouldn't go looking for reasons to pull out their swords. This family may have not een blood bound from the beginning, but as it grew the bonds
between them grew thicker then blood. They don't crave money or fancy items, lavish lifestyles, they enjoy the simple things in life.