The Ten Year War

by Jet556

Long before the fall of Thundera there was a war. A war that would end tragically for the winning side. When King Starlion of Thundera stole a sacred shamanistic totem from the Evabon he started a war that brought Evabon from all over Third earth to fight against Thundera. Neither side would give up and so this is the story of a war that echoed through time.

10. Chapter 10

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Prayers

In the Evabon camp was a shaman. This shaman was named Bleda, he was very old probably old enough to remember when the great warrior from whom Gard had strangled two serpents in his cradle. Bleda's skin was grey but there were many white parts on his skin. His wrinkled forehead was white and so was his back, the rest of his body were stripes and patchwork of white and grey.

Today, Bleda stood far from the camp. He was on the top of a mountain. The reason for this was that if an Evabon wanted to speak to the Celestials they would go to the top of a mountain. If an Evabon wanted to speak to the Eternals they would go to an extinct volcano that is frozen.

It was the Celestials Bleda intended to speak to. With arms raised to the sky as if he was trying to touch the sun, Bleda, old shaman older even than Gard and Procyon, stood there to ask the Celestials for help.

"Celestials! Here me! I come to you for your aid! A great sacrilege has been committed! The House of Leo has stolen the Totem of the Mother that is sacred to us! Send down a bolt to kill Starlion and let us go home. If not then send down a lure to attract game so we can still feed, when the winter comes we will not be able to forage, if not strike down Starlion then provide us with food! Or send down four sentinels to protect our camp so we will always be safe and that we will have a chance to break down the walls of Thundera while they will never be able to burn down our tents. If not that then let us be given a way to make peace and never more will we be viewed by the world as war-like barbarians. Please, I have other suggestions! Heal all our wounded, bring a pestilence upon Thundera, make our weapons and armor unbreakable, show us an underground passage into Thundera, turn those who fight against us into squealing game, bring a lightning storm onto Thundera so they know our fury, give us plenty of supplies to last for eternity while the Thunderans go hungry, cause an earthquake to destroy Thundera and everyone inside it but leave the Totem of the Mother untouched just aid us! This war we fight will be talked about until the time after the end of time, our names will be remembered long after the ashes of those who have died here are gone just let us have victory to avenge this sacrilege, give us back the Totem. There are many with children, grand children wives…. All I have ever loved I have outlived just send those with families home, give us victory with no losses on our side. Allow me to walk through the streets of Thundera and eat in their gardens, be it as a victor or a privileged prisoner, or as one that is dying I don't care for myself just for the others. I am old and confused that I'm not sure what I want anymore to the point I contradict myself sometimes. I was old when Balor, the first hero, was an infant… to live in bones so old is such a burden, I know fact from fiction, the men from the myths… Yes, I now know what it is I truly want… when this war is over… let me finally die… to live since the first generation of Evabon is far too long to live."

In Thundera, a young cleric named Priam stood in a temple before the gods. Statues, idols these were things that were not real. Priam keeled before the statues with evil thoughts.

"Deconstruct their siege weapons! Barbarians should not be able to build such things! Drive them into the forest with the beasts where they belong! Scatter the savages so we might pick them off one by one send them to the lair of Spidera where they might die a horrible death. There is much valor among us, let the Evabon die by the vines of plants, or let there be a traitor amongst them so we might be able to defeat these things more easily. This war is causing much chaos, a tree has grown in land that is not fertile, the earth beneath a town had crumbled away, Lizards have found their way into Thundera the city itself, a gate of Mumm-Ra has appeared in our gardens! Destroy the Evabon! Destroy their entire misbegotten race!"

But the gods did not answer. There were no gods. Priam was just a fool that did not know what was real and what was not, what was the truth and what was false, he was like many others.