[centre][color=000000][color=a36209][h2]The Mikassian Tribes[/h2][/color][/color]
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Poyesiff chieftain Drugo sparred with his son upon the floating barge, both of them stepping this way and that so as not to fall in to the rushing water below them. They had been up since the first light, and both were weary from hour upon hour of combat practice.

Finally they agreed to take a break and return when the sun had retreated from over head.

Dropping his wooden axe onto the river side, Drugo hopped onto the grass with a slight leap, landing firmly in front of a panting messenger who had just rushed toward him. Catching his breath, the messenger informed Drugo that the sea barge that had been under construction was complete, and that the party was ready to disembark toward the off shore island, reportedly occupied by a foreign group.

Confirming the previously drawn out plans, Drugo allowed the messenger to continue on his way and collect the translator and emissary from the Chieftains hut.

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[u][b]Crossing the waters[/b][/u]
While the War Chief Chatan is away skirmishing in the southern deserts, the three tribe leaders have more control over the nations functions. Drugo has had a sea barge constructed, a crude thing, but sufficient for the job. He intends to send an emissary along with 10 thousand arrow warriors, 20 long arms and 15 new blood berserkers to the island to organise a meeting, and perhaps a conversation between the two groups.

The military presence is of course there for protection only.