Periphonics 352 Share Posted April 30, 2022 (edited) The death of Nossir Khurhukar left his per, Kabuki, alone in this world. Orphaned at 12 years of age, the young Kha'Tigrasi was forced into adulthood sooner than wished for himself. As son of the Patta of Clan Khurhukar, it was his duty to uptake the mantle of Patta. However, his young age would leave the clan stagnant for some time. 8 years passed, with near silence from the Kha clan, no new blood, new rules, new anything popping up. Seldom was Kabuki even seen, in a state of mourning for his fallen father. However, at age 20, he finally decided enough was enough. Taking on the new title officially, Tul'Kabuki Khurhukar emerged from silence, new blood flowing through the veins of his clan. Officially dubbed his new title, he begins his task of revitalizing what his father envisioned to be a strong clan of Kha, comprised of warriors and merchants. And thus, missives scatter the lands, a call to those who wish to join such a people. "Sa'vi, reader. I am Tul'Kabuki Khurhukar, Patta of the Khurhukar Clan. Kharajyr are a scattered people, roaming Almaris with little community and little family. This is why I extend this invite to all Kharajyr in Almaris. Warriors, tradesmen, merchants. You are all wanted, you are all to be embraced with open arms into my clan. I wish to help unite our people, to rebuild what once was. I live in many and no places. My patta placed us in Elysium, but I travel all around. A bird will suffice to get my attention, to all those who wish to join us. We are small now, but Kharajyr are bound by origin and we can become something strong. Family, friends. Adventures and stories. Challenges and triumphs. I can offer you all of these things and more. So please, send me a bird with your interest. Amehuan huel ma nohuon acicamatl cemanhuatl!" The bottom of the missive is signed with a rough signature. Edited April 30, 2022 by Periphonics 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Markisstreaming 521 Share Posted April 30, 2022 Nossir would chuckle as he read the paper, somewhere hidden in a cave, not to be discovered for a long while "My boy..."He'd then go back into hiding, not revealing himself... yet 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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