Part 1: The Beginning

The sun was setting over the Tarahaki Hills, and the moon was now visible. It was a full moon on the planet of Estevar, and the planet was at peace. Many tribes inhabit Estevar, but no feuds between the tribes have ever occurred. It was just another day on this peaceful planet...

The Somahaku went about their daily lives, the children swimming in the Sluvoo River, and the adults were wandering aimlessly around the markets, not looking for anything specifically. It was just another day on this peaceful planet...

The Somahaku were natural-born swimmers. The children were first to see the Valchior Falcons. The Valchior was another tribe on the planet of Estevar: They were Goblin-like creatures who live on the Tarahaki Hills. Many of the Valchior could fly, such as the falcons. The Valchior Falcons circled a bit, and let out a battle cry. Immediately, like a swarm, the Valchior appeared on the Summit of the Tarahaki Hills. The children fled. They swam down the river, and they did not turn back. All but one. One of the Somahaku children stayed behind, and watched the destruction of his tribe. It was horrible. The Valchior Falcons swooped down in groups, taking out the men and women as if they were nothing. The Somahaku infantry was assembled at the edge of the once-peaceful town, waiting for the ground troops. The Valchior had hundreds of troops. The Souhari were the Valchior leaders. They carried large scythes, and they were first to meet the Somahaku troops. The Somahaku had a little over a hundred men, for they had never imagined this could happen. The Somahaku Generals, known as Gyou, carried two-handed swords. The men behind them had daggers and short-swords. Finally, behind them, were the Somahaku Archers? There were about 20 of them, and they were each quite skilled.

By this time, the falcons were aided by the much more powerful Valchior Griffins, and the village was in ruins. All that was left was the small army. The archers were firing at the Griffins and Falcons. The Valchior ground troops had grown to a full 1500! The Gyou had made it through the firs few waves of the Valchior Infantry, but the main attack was launched, and the Souhari took them out with no force. In addition, the Valchior archers were taking out the lesser-trained men with lesser weapons. By the time the Somahaku Archers had finished with the flying creatures, they were all that was left. Within a couple of minutes, it was over. The children who had fled had found a large cavern, and the eldest of them took control. She took a head-count, and realized that there were only 23 survivors of the Somahaku tribe. Her name was Montissiya, and she was now her tribe Elder. The fate of their kind was entrusted to her. She knew only one thing to do: They would rest, and later set out for the Kingdom of Montlefor, land of the Kontor people, in the Center of the dangerous Juhuto Forest.

The Kontor are a mixed tribe of many forest tribes: Dwarves, Elves, and Orcs. They have been allies and great friends to the Somahaku people. Surely, she thought, they would help.

Meanwhile, the child who had stayed behind was stunned. He ran frantically through the streets, looking for his family. The Valchior had left, returning to their hills. The boy's name was Siytor, the Somahaku word for "courage."

"No more," he told himself. He decided then and there that his name would now be "Dohuku," the Somahaku word for "Revenge." He picked up one of the slain Souhari's Scythe, and a dagger found close by. He remembered some Somahaku Lore he had once read, that stated "Real power can be found at The Shlou Lake."

And that is where Dohuku was now heading.