Around you are many ancient sites where previous civilizations rose. The challenge is to occupy these grumblers and those who would listen to them they need a purpose and a distraction. 'We should not have left the forests, our gods will desert us, we are made weak without The Sharing.' They should be named the Tateh clan, the Talk-too-much.īut you are the onontio, the highest judge and warlord, and for now your word remains law. As usual, it is the shamanists of the Sokwa clan who fan the flames. During the long cold months, when both space and activity are lacking, tempers flare and arguments begin. Not merely the weather and the hunger, but all the rivalries within the Wild Walkers have descended upon the head that wears the crown - your head.