Prologue
Long ago, one day near the beginning of the creation of humankind, there was one big tribe. They looked after the island as well as cared for themselves. It was an old time were humans were in the balance of nature and even magic. On a special day, the four leaders of the community had a disagreement in how to run the community. In order for the fighting to subside, they finally decided to split their ways, and so the four kingdoms were born.
The Eastern Kingdom, Wendelo. They thrived on peace and serenity. They never wanted to be part of arguments or disagreements between the other tribes. There national colour was yellow for the light in peace. Their leader was a woman who never looked from a selfish perspective even though they had the least amount of people.
The Southern Kingdom, Pemel. They lived on war and struggle. They would often start fights in order to work their way up in the ranks. Their national colour is blue for the great ocean that could wash away their enemies. Their leader, a man derived with power and control always looked at his own personal perspective and never thought of others. To him, second place was never an option. Conquer or be conquered.
The Western Kingdom, Tendara. A civilisation of mostly forest and wood that prospered on hope. They were often ambitious to their dreams and rights. Their national colour is green for the everlasting trees that help them in many ways. Their leader was woman of great dreams for his tribe and looked for ideas to improve the Kingdom as a whole.
The last and biggest Kingdom was The Northern Tribe, Zururu. A Kingdom as big as that surprisingly flourished on love. They cared for each other as if they were all blood related. Their national colour is red for love. Their leader a man with a caring personality acted like any leader would, access the situation and then act accordingly.
These Kingdoms different in values but the same at heart all suffered from many things on their island. Sadly, survival wasn’t awlays easy.
