"Here Lies A Gravestone Known To Nobody"

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There was a time , Before the modern age , A land , Inhabited by some 400 People , Lived in Peace with each other , there were different families with different Head Members , They Did run their land (The Land in their control is said to be 10km in area from their houses). so they were divided but with peace treaties. Their was a currency 'Haktue' (Geologists found gold coins with Haktue carved on it) They were not very popular in the world.

There was one tribe known as the 'Tuwn'* [Pronounced Towns] , Their roots were English, The Tuwns were very Cruel to each other , Not physically , but they were very discouraged people, they were selfish, and their desire was to not let other family members succeed in life , The rich were seen as ' Unworthy of Wealth ' and the poor were seen as 'failiures' , They had no law and order but astonishingly they did not commit basic crimes like Stealing, Killing & bribery etc.

An early morning in this Land , like everyday, people were busy in their daily life. A Man ,with small amount of Troops Passed by, He stopped to take a rest under a cool shadow tree. when he saw Brick & wooden structures, sounds of horses, This scenery Quickly Captured his attention. Like Every Individual at that time, It was a norm that Anyone with horses and a sword can never be 'good' news. The Man decided to Pay a visit , The People of The Land Always kept wooden sticks with them and some had swords. The Man With his Troops entered into the Land Occupied by the Tuwns. The tuwns although cruel were very Vigilant and Always prepared. The Man was quickly surrounded by People , But They were shocked because he didn't even Blink , He was confident . It was like He knew this was Going to happen. The Surroundings Became quite and a cool breeze blew. The Tuwns Didnot understand his intentions nor they could predict what was going to happen next. only Time could tell.

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