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…Clan Chief (3500):
My name is Shononses, Chief of the Heron Clan of the Oneida, the People of the Great River. For many generations, my people have migrated across the earth, with only vague memories of the lands we traversed. Now, with our friends the Onondaga, Seneca, Mohawk, Cayuga, and Tuscaroa, we have learned to work the land and harness the creations of life so that they yield back grain and fruit to support a sedentary settlement. We have built up our new home bound by life and blood to the Great River, created and protected by the Life Spirit. We have great land for our wheat, wild cattle that we have herded, and abundant wild game to hunt in the forest nearby. I attended one of the first meetings of the Great Council who rule over our noble Confederation. As a clan chief in the Oneida tribe, I convinced the elders that our people needed protection from the Teohuacan, an old enemy that we have often contested with over hunting lands. Now, they were threatening and harassing our new settlement, even raiding our homes one night, making off with many slaves. A war party, the Wolverines, were sent to end the threat. They were completely successful, killing all of the men and making slaves of the women and children. These fierce and brave warriors then were sent to scout out the new lands and send back information about the world the Life Spirit had led us to.
Game Notes:
C3C v. 1.22, Regent, Large Map, Continents, 60% Water, Normal Temp/Percip, 5 Billion Years, Normal AI Agression, Roaming Barbarians, 11 Random AI, All Victory Conditions, No Respawning.
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…Laborer (2700 BC):
My name is Deshayenah of the Ball Clan of the Seneca, the People of the Great Mountain. The vast grasslands north of the Great River, like the sea, are difficult to travel when going to Niagra Falls. Travelers often wander off in the wrong direction, completely lost without landmarks to gauge their progress. Because of this, the Grand Council decided that this new settlement, and any future settlement in our Confederation, would be connected by a road to ease travel. I am one of the workers in that band. We started the road in the Spring and made good progress, plowing down short grass and removing stones. As more and more travel the route, the worn road will give them a sense of direction which many lose when in this part of the country. It is now Summer, and laboring under the sun is no easy task. We have to burn the tallgrass down before building the road and one accident has already killed several workers. It is hard, slow, and dangerous, but with the help of the Life Spirit, we will finish the road to Niagra.
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…Cattle Herder (2630 BC):
My name is Watehseö’ of the Turtle Clan of the Onondaga, the People of the Hill. I was born in the great village Salamanca along the banks of the Great River. I have been a cattle herder since a little girl and now am responsible for many in the herd along with my two young sons and older daughter. My boys are proud of their father, a brave warrior in the Black Bears, and aspire to be like him when they are old enough. My daughter will probably be a herder all her life, like me, which is a noble and important responsibility. From our numerous herds, we get milk, cheese, cream, and meat, as well as leather for clothing, bone for utensils, and many other things. Salamanca has grown very large thanks to our great herds and the Life Spirit blesses us so much, that many left this village to settle elsewhere because we were running out of space for all the people. With these cattle, we will continue to grow larger and hopefully feed and support more people in this village.
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…Rioter (2510 BC):
My name is Sagarissa of the Snipe Clan of the Tuscaroa, the People of the South. I am tired of the ways of the elders. They sit around in their Grand Council discussing affairs and smoking their pipes while we toil and work for little or no gain. I am growing impatient at doing their will so they can grow fat and rich. And my people get even less of the table scraps just because we were the last to join the Iroquois Confederation. Well, no more! They will hear my people’s voices! Marching to the Grand Council Meeting we chanted and yelled with sticks, stones, and torches, burning dwellings along the way. We threatened to burn the Council Lodge. I do not know if we would have been successful, as many family of the Council members organized for a defense. But thankfully it did not come to that. I do not hate my fellow clans and tribal brothers, but we should not have to be slaves to the Council. The Council agreed to give us more things and to take less themselves. So we got more food, leather, and other things. This will help make the life of a common farmer a bit easier.
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…Granary Overseer (2030):
My name is Huske’ékehotö of the Eel Clan of the Mohawk, the People of the Flint. The people from the surrounding fields continue to bring in their grain to store at my granary here in Salamanca. Actually, it is not my granary, but the people’s, built with the Grand Council’s guidance, and I oversee its operation. And as long as the Life Spirit gives us good harvests, as this year, then the granary will keep food for the winters and our growth will be beyond our greatest dreams. This granary has given us so much prosperity that our growth outpaces even our ability to sustain it. People are leaving in droves to found new settlements, and often so. Someday we will settle down within here and prosper beyond measure, using what we have to sustain growth, instead of sending it off to support new settlers. But our people are still restless, probably a trait born and bred by our ancestors’ wandering habits, a trait that I think shall still take some generations to fade.
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…Warrior (1950 BC):
Thadodaho of the Deer Clan of the Seneca joyfully winced at the crunch as his war axe cleaved the hapless Anasazi’s skull. The stench of fresh blood filled his nostrils and confusion broiled round him. The flat thud of bodies hitting the ground, the dull thumps of tomahawks finding targets, and the exciting cries of the victors mixing with agonizing moans of the defeated. Thadodaho swiftly stepped on the vanquished’s chest to retrieve his axe and spun just as he heard rushing footsteps from behind. Parrying instinctively with this hand, the enemy’s knife slashed into his forearm all they way to the bone while his own axe caught the Anasazi’s now exposed gut. The axe’s head became lost in the man’s muscle of a midsection. With a hunter’s sense he let loose his weapon and unsheathed his knife instead, crouching low, heading for the next opponent. This was a heavier man than the Iroquois warrior, but he lunged anyway, hoping a quick strike would throw the bigger man off balance and negate his advantage in strength. The two tumbled to the ground, both grunting upon impact. Rolling over and over, Thadodaho hoped to wear out the barbarian. Then the big man landed on his wounded arm, releasing a sharp cry in pain. Prone on their backs, side by side, the big Anasazi tried to take advantage of the Iroquois’ painful pause, and thrust with his knife, but only caught a thin layer of skin and a lot of buck-hide. Without thinking, and in one fluid reaction, Thadodaho kicked his leg up, bending his knee and knocking the enemy’s arm with his thigh, while rolling to his side and cutting up with his knife. The blade caught the enemy in his femoral artery and sliced up to the groin. The mortal wound was painful, but quick. Thadodaho returned to his feet, with a little more effort this time, expecting to return to the attack. But all around were his fellow brothers celebrating or finishing off the wounded enemy writhing on the ground. Then he, too, let out a shrill war cry and danced in victory, like he had done so many times before. For they were the Wolverines, the proudest of the Confederation’s military societies. And the Life Spirit was with them again this glorious day!
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…Seafarer (1725 BC)
My name is Otsi’ten’a of the Beaver Clan of the Cayuga. For many months, we have sailed northeast, along the coast of our lands and beyond, searching for anything of interest. We have taken note of wildlife, terrain, and climate, but today, far from our settlements, we happened upon a small band, much different from the barbarians our people have encountered before. We put in at a small inlet and disembarked to meet with this new curiosity. With a formal hail and introduction, we learned that these men called themselves Arabs and comprised a small scouting party sent out by their leader Abu Bakr to explore, much as our Elder Chiefs of the Council had instructed us. Despite our common goals and social stations, they seemed terse and impatient, annoyed really, and not interested in anything we might be able to tell them. They bragged about knowledge that we did not possess. We respectfully, yet bluntly, ended the unproductive talks and set sail once again, leaving that area of land to these scouts. We knew that our people would deal with them again, someday, for now, all we could do was keep an eye on them as best we could.
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