The Mountain Tribes (3) The Tribal Mage

Lyan stood tall in the center of the gathering, the mountain tribe members encircling him. The air buzzed with anticipation, a mix of curiosity and tension. The final match had just concluded, and Lyan had proven himself in combat against Krog, one of the tribe's strongest warriors. The elder had declared him the new chief, but the atmosphere shifted abruptly when a voice cut through the murmurs.

"I do not agree!" The voice was sharp, authoritative. "You not fit to be chief!"

All eyes turned toward the speaker, a tall, gaunt man with piercing eyes and long, braided hair streaked with gray. He wore a cloak of animal fur and feathers, adorned with talismans and beads. The man stepped forward, his presence commanding respect. This was the tribal mage, known simply as Togar. He was one of the tribe's elders and advisors, revered for his mastery of lightning magic.