Brave Souls. (Book One.)

The Legendary Shitu Shrine.

To the extreme south of Sereti, perched at the foot of the twin Shitu hills like a giant bird's nest was Shitu Shrine. It was approachable only through a severely guarded path as all around the valley was a dense forest of thick impenetrable thornbush.

It was said that Shitu valley was once a fierce lion's den. This was where Lukani, the father of the clans massacred the most ferocious pride of Sereti lions ever to exist in all history. This was after those blood thirsty beasts had lay waste to all his cattle and severely wounded his beloved wife Suraya, the mother of the clans.

After chasing the beasts for countless days and nights across the Sereti, Lukani had finally arrived at the then Shitu den weary and fatigued to the bones.

He knew he could not take on this devilish horde alone and live, so Lukani knelt down and looked up to the skies. In anguish he cried to the spirits to lend him strength for one last time.

The spirit god Aika upon seeing Lukani's bravery and resolve to sacrifice his life to protect his family came down from the skies in the shape of a giant flaming lion. He joined with Lukani's brave soul and together they massacred the entire pride of devilish beasts with spear and sword.

The Moran's warrior pact was made on that very day. Lukani then proceeded to construct a shrine in tribute to spirit god Aika. He deemed and declared Shitu valley a holy and forbidden ground henceforth.

Once his sons were of age, Lukani brought them to the holy shrine. There he trained them and put them before the spirit god Aika for them to become Morans, protectors of the people.

Upto date only the Shitosi, the holy scribes chosen from the first two sons born in every generation resided within the shrine.

The holy scribes had two main duties. One, as keepers of the scrolls they ensured the clans ways were kept intact by aptly recording and keeping the clans history since the beginning of time. Two, they were tasked with the most important endeavor of training the morans of every generation.

Here in Shitu valley there was no Mariani nor Lekuta, only eager young men ready to learn and give their all to be worthy of being able to protect their people.