Thread:ChazmanianDevil/@comment-26535281-20160109151639

you put soo many storys on my wall. no here is your turn!

It began on a cold desert night, The shepards guarded there flocks, the Priest worshiped at the Shrines, and the camels where fast asleep. But soon this small town of Arac would become very important in the History of the clan. A young couple has arrived in the city one The Daughter of a Noble women The other the Kor, One of the strongest Kor's since the very beggining of the clan, "Is it time yet?" He looks at his wife it has been nine moons since he found out about his heir. "These things take time! somthing you cant grasp." The kor has a grin on his face "But the time is soon my dear, soon i will have my heir." The kor couldent wait for his heir to be birthed but he knew like all things in nature this was out of his control and it would travel at it's own pace. They arrived in Arac to a large crowd this is the first time they have seen the royal couple. The Kor and his wife set up camp just outside the city there tents round and simpil yet the inside is fit for a king of the north. The kor could not sleep he could not wait to see the face of his heir the next Kor.

Yet the Silence of this nigth was broken by cires of pain, The kor knew it was time. He rushed out of his tent and headed for his wife's but at the entrance of the tent the Hanmadiens shoved him out "This is not the realm of mans work!" is what they said, The kor sat for hours outside the tent he waited to see his heirs face. Suddenly all was silent but the crys of a baby. He rushed in wath the largest grin on his face "Where is my Heir? i must see him!" The hand madiens laughed "You mean Heirs!" Kor is stunned "What do you mean heirs?" They continue laughing "You have twins my lord, but one did break his poor nose during the birth." He saw two babys wrapped in silk blankets one with his nose bent a little to the left. "My dear i thought we would only have one son....." The wife gives him an icy glare "Is that a problem?" The kor put up his hands "No it's nothing.... but what should we name them? We already picked out Kato but what of the other one....." The wife smiled a little "Named after the Homeland you stole me from!" "Oh come on! You wanted to be stolen." The Kor's eyes went to the second son the one with the brocken nose "Maybe we could name him Kut?" The wife punches him in the Gut "Really the name for filth!" The kor recovers for the birth "Wow you still have strength after Birth! Im suprised. How about mul?" His wife lines up another shot "The name for a mule! what did you drink this night!" The Husband chuckles "Some fine wine your mother makes! maybe ku?" The wife still has an icy glare "Thats a start add some more." "Oh maybe we could add muk or mulk at the end?" he realises the name he just made, but it ws too late "Oh i love it! kumulk!" the wife then puts the peices together But the kor sohuts it "Kumulk, King of Sand! that is his name?" The wife stares at him "Is that a problem?" The Kor once again shouts out somthing "Kato is going to be the king it is his birthright! He was born first if i am correct." The wife gets up "No! kumulk should have a chance aswell! there births where only a few seconds apart!" The kor looks out at the desert with a calm but cold tone he answers "You must understand i love my Family, but my duty to the People and the Kor's comes first! i must keep the ancient traditions alive." The wife drops her head "Your people not mine.... you always loved them more then me....." The kor gently holds her hand "My dear i could have had any women in the world but i chose you, Know that i love you but I still have my dutys." He stares at the Babys before him, on will be Kor some day but which he wonders. The kor retires to his tent, everyone but him is asleep in the camp but he cannot sleep he still worrys about the future of the clan and his children. 