Kergrad
20-02-2008, 03:59
The small population of 7 million Kergradans were just finishing their journey to their summer region, Summer Haven. To the North of Summer Haven was a small outpost to the region of Fresgard, the home of the military of Kergrad. Soldiers from Fort Weil and Fort Heilx accompanied the population as it did regularly on a time of movement.
King Ferrik Herrin stabbed his walking stick into the ground and he wiped his face, swiping off the sweat and some dirt. Regularly he would go in a vehicle but his vehicle was destroyed by the terrorist Worzorians. The Worzorians had been attacking the Kergradans since they moved in and claimed and named all of the regions that they traveled through. They became jelious and tried to kick them out but for over thirty years the Kergradans fought the Worzorians off.
A General, one of the six honored generals that traveled with King Herrin and the people, came up to his leader and spoke.
"Your Majesty, I did a count and forty died this time on this trip. The Worzorians attacks have been getting worse and worse. I think we should stop following tradition and settle up in Fresgrad. Have the little colonies of people in Winterglae, Greytor, Summer Haven, and Traq leave and go settle in Fresgard where Fort Heilx and Fort Weil will protect us from them. We can establish more forts, more soldiers, more of everything sir."
"I think you should shut your fucking mouth before I rip it off and tear out your eyeballs. then if you scream after I do that I will light the inside of you head on fire! The only way we can survive in this world is if they know about us. Write a telegram and ship it off. Pronto!"
"Yes sir!"
The General bowed and ran off to write the telegram that would save them from extinction.
To The World,
We are a nation of nomads that travel from region to region every so often during our calender season. We start in our summer home of Summer Haven then travel on to Winterglae to wait out most of winter, then to or region of Greytor. After spending a month in Greytor we move off to the home of our military in Fresgard. Then once we are done in Fresgard we go to Traq to end out calender year. But aside from that a warmongering group of terrorists terrorizes us mostly during our travels and the damage is getting worse and worse. We want to make diplomatic ties with the nations of the world so that these will lessen.
King Ferrik Herrin stabbed his walking stick into the ground and he wiped his face, swiping off the sweat and some dirt. Regularly he would go in a vehicle but his vehicle was destroyed by the terrorist Worzorians. The Worzorians had been attacking the Kergradans since they moved in and claimed and named all of the regions that they traveled through. They became jelious and tried to kick them out but for over thirty years the Kergradans fought the Worzorians off.
A General, one of the six honored generals that traveled with King Herrin and the people, came up to his leader and spoke.
"Your Majesty, I did a count and forty died this time on this trip. The Worzorians attacks have been getting worse and worse. I think we should stop following tradition and settle up in Fresgrad. Have the little colonies of people in Winterglae, Greytor, Summer Haven, and Traq leave and go settle in Fresgard where Fort Heilx and Fort Weil will protect us from them. We can establish more forts, more soldiers, more of everything sir."
"I think you should shut your fucking mouth before I rip it off and tear out your eyeballs. then if you scream after I do that I will light the inside of you head on fire! The only way we can survive in this world is if they know about us. Write a telegram and ship it off. Pronto!"
"Yes sir!"
The General bowed and ran off to write the telegram that would save them from extinction.
To The World,
We are a nation of nomads that travel from region to region every so often during our calender season. We start in our summer home of Summer Haven then travel on to Winterglae to wait out most of winter, then to or region of Greytor. After spending a month in Greytor we move off to the home of our military in Fresgard. Then once we are done in Fresgard we go to Traq to end out calender year. But aside from that a warmongering group of terrorists terrorizes us mostly during our travels and the damage is getting worse and worse. We want to make diplomatic ties with the nations of the world so that these will lessen.