A History of the Ancient Iberia
For centuries the Iberian Peninsula was engulfed in tribal warfare. Chieftains rose and fell, inciting wars for any reason, and despite being at war with any number of targets already. But one day a god spoke the chieftain Hutvul of the Flons. This god came down from the heaven and said
Hark! Thy peninsula is engulfed in warfare. You and Your dudes need to chill outeth and unify this place.
And so they did. The Flons began the systematic conquering of all the nearby tribes. One by one they either joined peacefully, or were assimilated forcefully. This alarming growth and tipped balance of power alarmed the nearby neighbours. The three largest groups banded together.
The first group known as the Cords were stonemasons. These were probably the least aggressive of the tribes, but fiercely counterattacked any who started the entertainment. Thus the Cord hunters were some of the most prized warriors of the realm. The Mountain tribes were not to be messed with. The next group were the Nordans. The Nordans were farmers to the south and west of the Cords. These peoples were very aggressive and managed to anger most of the nearby tribes. But lots of war made good warriors so they were needed against the Flons.
The finally group, known as the Bulbans, were fishers off the coast. With them to the west of the Nordans, they completely hemmed in the Flons. Although they were poor fighters, the other tribes agreed to their part in the coalition to supply food for their warriors and provide cannon fodder for the more important warriors.
But as the Flon army approached, chief Hutvul asked for a parley with the other leaders. Hutvul was a sly old chieftain, only increasingly so by the fact he was getting old, and needed new solutions for old problems. So as the leaders approached, he said:
Fellow leaders. We have prepared for a grand battle. Should this battle commence it will kill our peoples. Our young warriors and our old veterans will fall. If you win we will be destroyed with our lifeblood spread upon this battlefield. Why, because the great unifier asked us to unite this place. So I have a proposition. If us four nations join peacefully together we will be able to form a tribe a
nation that can unify the rest of the world under one banner. From the Pyrenees to the coasts there will be peace.
So the four tribes became one. The leaders and their families and many others set up on hill near the borders of the nations to show their unity. And they christened the place Hutvul after the chieftain. The leaders also commissioned a giant monument to the day. Four pillars were constructed, but not as you might imagine. The pillars twisted in a circle as you might twist blades of grass. The pillars went up in a circle slowly getting closer together as the climbed into the sky. The cords were delighted by this opportunity and with Flon slaves, Cord expertise, Nordan protection, and Bulban fish they worked from dawn till dusk to signify their unification.
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