Family History

Mr. Lithlego

Lived in Era 24 and got 1 heir(s) (Lithlego).
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Mr. Lithlego

Lived in Era 24 and got 1 heir(s) (Lithlego).
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Mr. Lithlego

Lived in Era 24 and got 1 heir(s) (Aixinjeuro Nuerhachi).
As the flag of red and white burnt, Lithlego's heart sank. After eras of building a kingdom with battlemates, all have to come to a tragic end.

The fall could not be swifter, but due to the slowness of decision.
The fall could not be more painful, but due to the painlessness of inaction.
The fall could not be more complete, but due to the emptiness of loss.

Thoughts of past swelled in his mind. After surviving in the north pole, facing the onslaught of Serenity eras ago, Lithlego served the flag of red and white loyally and he had hoped, eternally. But smaller, dishonourable enemies caused the downfall of the kingdom, and he had no one to blame but himself.

He could had seen the enemy, but yet, he chose not to. He could had created more armies, but greed got in the way. Magic had granted him eternal life, but had not grant him knowledge and wisdom.

He cursed himself, but alas, his forefathers will not turn his body into a crystal, and let his soul rest. The wish of Urluas will not be reversed. He turned away from the burning flag, despite his fallen King's request to join him to another kingdom. Lithlego felt he had lost, and had insulted the name his father Hlego had given him. He shall live in isolation from now on, and be freed from the shackles of a kingdom, organisation and duty.

Until, unfortunately, a certain Squire Tadas decided to cross Lithlego's path, breaking the peace and quiet he had enjoyed. As he persued Tadas till the end of the era, he felt the calling of war in his bones again. He shall rest, until the higher gods decide to resurrect the worlds. When the worlds arises, he shall too.

Sir Aixinjeuro Nuerhachi

Lived in Era 25, got 1 heir(s) (Lithlego) and was a member of Carnage
As he aroused from the sleep, he found himself in snow, surrounded by vast plains. From a distance, he could see dark mountains; and from near, he could see horses and tents. He can smell a faint hint of the sea as the wind blew from east to west.

The world the gods had resurrected is the world of warriors, and a world of the future. The weapons that the soldiers held were made of strange alloys. All of them don uniforms that were made of fine silk, and armour of silver.

"Nuerhachi! You had waken! Spare no more time in your slumber, for we have mouths to feed and the Worded to fight!"

Turning to the person who spoke to him, he realised all of them (including himself) wore a pig-tail. The person's name suddenly came to him, "Muerhachi, we shall see what the gods have installed for us. The tribes have been united, but we still need to fight for our survival. As you had said, we must move to warmer climates before we can get food. We shall move before sunrise, and all our men shall march!"

With that, he realised that the heavens had played a joke on him. He have to finish this quest before he can become what he was before.