NonstopGarbage6

(novel library)

Your people roam the Great Steppe, chased and challenged by the fearsome Tribe of the Black Wolf. Their leader, the shaman Zhan-Ukhel, calls forth savage magic from Chernobog, the god who rules their tribe. Your tribe must have a leader who can call down protection from the gods. That leader is you, and this is your saga.

Rule your tribe as an iron-fisted chieftain or as a benevolent guardian. Will your allies support you on the field of battle? Will the gods come when you need them most? Do you even need the gods to smite your enemies, or will you seize divine power for yourself?

Horses in the Falcon

"I know but a little of the Tribe of the Red Bear," says Vanya somberly, "but I gather that your chieftain was a great man. It seems to me that he would have died before the word 'surrender' passed his lips."


"He would, and he has," Drazha retorts. "And who are you, anyway, to presume to know more about my brother than I do? The only thing we all know is this: He is our chieftain no longer. Our eyes must turn to another…"


All eyes in the tent are suddenly upon you, looking for words to put them at ease.


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