Chapter 4

The triplets had found, after 10 days of going to various different tribes that the people here looked a lot like them. With skin color shades of brown and olive, silky black hair, the men were very tall with an average height of 180cm , their bodies sculptured with very warrior like build-probably because of a lot a tribal wars, each male had a unique Rana Mark on his left arm. You could actually tell brothers by their Rana Marks, they were the same. Just like the triplets Rana Mark was an animal with a lion body and eagle face and wings. The only thing different from the triplets and tribal people here was probably their eye color. Whereas the triplets had hazel eyes, the people here seemed to be brown eyed and black eyed only.

On reaching the big wooden house, the warrior knocked on the closed door.

"Enter." A booming voice came from inside.

The inside was huge and a bonfire was cracking in the midst. The triplets came face to face with Zambiya, the chief of the Elk Tribe. He was a man build to be a soldier, was Alpha's first thought. 'Strange, brothers I seem to be able to tell whether someone can be a good soldier. 'Alpha quickly shared this new discovery with his brothers via their spar network. Alaric and Apollo also confirmed the same. 'This will make things much easier. Wish we had a loyalty one, well one can't be too greedy.' Apollo sighed.

"Welcome, sojourners from afar to our tribe. Tonight we shall dine on the softest meat of the bison in welcome of you my friends." Zambiya boisterously said.

"We thank you. We are brothers, Alaric, Alpha and Apollo. My brothers and I have come from afar for many moons, looking for a tribe to settle down in. It would be our greatest honor if we could be counted as one of you." Alaric said in a most friendly tone to Zambiya.

"Why of course, we welcome all warriors amongst us. Wait for my three brothers to come, eat a meal with us, sleep in our house and come dawn we shall introduce you to the rest of the tribe."

And so the triplets shared barbeque and fruit meal with Zambiya, Alaka, Karoa and Saspe, the four brothers.

"Ahh, my friends, I see you have seven marks on your Rana. But you have a hard time going. My four brothers and I we only have three. We shall have better chances finding our women I tell you." Zambiya teased the triplets.

"Is it a must you find all of your mates, can't you make do with one?" Apollo took this as a chance to fill in any information that was not available in the library.

"Yes. For even if my brothers and I find two out of the three, we shall not be able to bear children until we get all our three mates. The Rana Mark is considered by many a curse. There is an old prophesy of a liberator from it, but no male believes it after so many many moons of our fore fathers have passed since the promised liberator and none have been forthcoming." Karoa explained to Apollo.

'Fuck, have you guys noticed that these guys all have various talents that we need immediately?' Alaric asked his brothers via their spa network.

'Yes, Zambiya is good soldier material, Alaka a blacksmith, Karoa a great pharmacist and Saspe a good farmer. The question is, how do we turn that information into our desired advantage? How the fuck can they hand over the tribe peacefully without bloodshed?' Alpha asked his brothers.

'I got it. The fucking prophesy.' Apollo suddenly said.

'What prophesy?' Alaric asked confused for a second.

'The liberator prophesy mentioned by Karoa, we can manipulate that to our advantage. In any case once we set sail to bring women from abroad we shall fulfil that one so it will be totally true. The question is, how do we use it right now to our advantage?' Apollo went on.

'We actually don't need to think to much of it. Remember we have a spar conductor? We just need to have that prophesy passed via the spar to them with us as the fulfillers of it. Remember we talked about brainwashing the natives until our rule was set in stone? This is the time.' Alaric suggested.

"You have gone silent my friends, is the meat not good?" Zambiya asked the brothers.

"The meat could not be heartier. We just remembered our dead parents and missed them." Alaric, ever the smooth politician, lied without blinking his eyes.

"Ah yes. Survival here is always up to the sky god and we can only ask in reverence for his pity. Do not worry, your fathers and mothers must be happy in the next life." Saspe said as he was a great believer in the sky god.

"I will your words into being friend. " Alaric replied in all solemnity.

"I just hope we accomplish what they set us out for." Apollo picked up right on cue, just when the atmosphere was right.

"What is that my friends? What mission seem to trouble you?" Zambiya asked, all curiosity. Zambiya was curious about these three men who looked alike, they were young yet he could tell they were formidable warriors. It was why he had welcomed them into his hut, after they showed goodwill to his tribe. If there was one thing Zambiya respected, it was warriors greater than he, he yearned to carry a spear into battle and fight instead he was forced to lead the tribe. He wondered if theirs was a mission of war and if he had the possibility of joining. Alpha had been right about this guy, he was a born soldier.

"Ours is a mission involving everyone. A mission of life and death. Can we trust you?" Alaric asked whisperingly. By now the four brothers felt very trusted and wanted to be part of the triplets group of trustees, so the said yes, they could be trusted. Alaric used the spar conductor for the first time on other humans and the effect was amazing.