The four kingdoms had flourished and prospered for countless years, prosperity for all in the ancient lands of mother Eyahvah Shi was abundant. But with the return of the albino son of King Anu of the T’oku kingdom grave news was brought back with him. Ma’i albino son of the great king Anu had left with a small army to prove or disprove that the cavemen from across the sea had no intentions of swarming into the four kingdoms for conquest. What prince Ma’i discovered was that though the people across the Dav’n sea far into lands of frigid temperature and snow, the giant pale and hairy cave men of Urn were more than just stupid cavemen. They had learned to live with the small group of banished albinos from the four kingdoms even mating with one another working together to make a complex civilization that rivaled any of the civilizations in the four kingdoms of Eyahvah Shi in warfare. The Urn were not just simple cave dwellers as most thought in Eyahvah Shi. Ma’i was the only survivor that made it back to the mother land, although small his entire military force had been wiped out by the Urn in a confrontation not long after going further inland. No one believed that any caveman was a match for any black man for they were thought to be mentally unable to do anything that required higher level thinking, this and for the simple fact that Ma’i was an albino himself made his story less credible. Most people from the four kingdoms were either superstitious or mistrusting of an albino, and for this reason most albinos had left or been forced out of Eyavah Shi starting new lives across the sea in the land of Urn. Even his own father king Anu did not believe Ma’i’s story. That is why when the great armies of the Urn came on warships across the Dav’n sea pouring into the kingdom of T’oku they were met with little resistance on the first attack. Lives were lost by the thousands. The kingdom of T’oku was almost lost to the Urn army. King Anu was slain while he stood at the frontline protecting his beloved kingdom fighting alongside his people. The cavemen had come with weapons equal to any weapon of the four kingdoms; the Urn were not ignorant cave men after all. With the death of his father Ma’i ascended the throne, many did not like this, to have an albino ruling them but there was little time for debate; the mighty Urn army stood at the gates hungry for the blood of their enemy. With Ma’i leading the charge and with new tactics that he devised after his first confrontation with the Urn, the T’oku army pushed back the Urn to the sea keeping them at bay until aid came from the other kingdoms overwhelming with sheer numbers, the Urn was forced to flee Eyavah Shi. It was then the people of T’oku looked at Ma’i differently, he was their hero and savior. He was named by his people King Ma’i The Great. Other kingdoms respected Ma’i but his pale skin kept them whispering. Outside his own kingdom he was called The Albino King. The years passed in the coastal kingdom of T’oku, Ma’i the great rebuilt his kingdom even better than when his father ruled it. It became the most powerful of the four kingdoms. Every year the other kingdoms would travel to T’oku in honor of King Ma’i and the T’oku army holding back Urn advancement, for if not for that; the Urn would have surely flooded into the mainlands making it difficult to find them until they attacked. To ensure border safety from future attacks from the Urn, and to maintain peace between the four kingdoms King Ma’i created the Kulu. The Kulu was an elite guard made up of all four kingdoms, they were taught the knowledge of warfare, tracking, and hunting blended of all kingdoms from Eyahvah Shi. They had no borders, they roamed freely in small bands patrolling the countryside of every kingdom making sure borders were secure and safe. There was peace for over a two hundred years in Eyahvah Shi, but as with the wind things finally shifted and a new darker enemy threatened the four kingdoms. The albinos fled from the forbidden lands being stopped at the northern border tip of T’oku as they crossed the Dav’n sea. They came by the thousands claiming that demons swept into their land wiping out many of their numbers. The grandson of Ma’i King Enu now ruled, and although his people looked down upon the albinos, he had not forgotten that his grandfather too was an albino. He allowed the albinos to live among them seeing that they had a genuine fear of returning to their own land. King Enu saw no problem with the albinos staying in his kingdom, after all; they all were once from Eyahvah Shi. The albinos ancestors were banished due to their pale completion and now he welcomed them home. The people began to wonder if the stories were true, that demons came and slaughtered the cave men, it seemed more like a lie as time went on but as with all things time erased the doubt and life went on until demons did descend on T’oku. The humans were no match for the supernatural creatures and many were easily slaughtered, even the Kulu were no match for them.

 All would have been lost if not for two brothers from the kingdom of Gham’ballah, Ta’ru and Hu’ru who wielded great magical power. 



Until then it was never believed that magic was even real. The mage brothers wiped out the demons bringing peace back to the land, but there was no time for celebration. Ta’ru the eldest of the brothers said that evil would return one day. He ordered a citadel be built off the coast of Eyavah Shi on the island of Vorh’ Du where hand selected citizens of all kingdoms would be trained in the arts of magic. The citadel would also be where Kulu warriors would be trained in the knowledge of magic but not actually be mages but they would be given enchanted weapons and armor and taught minor magic. It took over thirty years for the Ki citadel on Vorh’ Du to be completed. It was then and only then did Ta’ru and Hu’ru take on students. For one hundred years the brothers made good on their promise training students to become mages, and Kulu warriors becoming powerful demon hunters. Then mysteriously they shut the doors of the citadel and allowed no new students. Those that had been touched by magic became immortal much like To’ru and Hu’ru. But no demons came, and as always with men the threat was forgotten and life went back to normal. A thousand years pass and still no demonic threat, it was decided long ago that it surely was merely a tale to scare children. The mages who were taught eventually disappeared from the four kingdoms, and the Kulu who were touched by magic blended in with the common wealth, although the Kulu guard still continued with the non magic warriors coming from the four kingdoms every two years to be recruited and trained. And so after a thousand years of prosperity the winds of change blew once again, dark eyes watch from across the Dav’n sea far beyond what was once the Urn Kingdom further north plotting and waiting…

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