Shàl bher's thirst never ends

The rains by the northern river have been absent for a time. Ehìt has been cruel, or maybe it's punishment. The local priests have been refusing to offer gifts to the god of the storms for rain, nor have they been stopping the raids on each other's villages.

The Sounds of their screaming pierced the night sky, it came from the eastern houses. The raiders have arrived. Menè and her family were predicting this to come and were almost done packing their things; clothes, rice, idols, tools. Running out towards the treeline to the north of the town, the family was leaving to better lands, away from the fighting, away from the corrupt priest.

Similar events were happening all over the northern edge of the Atòrganì territory, fighting, raiding, and refugees all fleeing to the north to new territory.

Over time, the Atòrganì expanded north to new territory, establishing new mounds and new towns along the coast and rivers of the area.

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