1) The book of beginnings
Elpicsid, a man with unquenched curiosity, dwelling in Tracshe, the foremost of places made his way to the cave of Larewonk, the all knower, the man who derived pleasure from explaining.
Desirous of obtaining knowledge about the history of Enotsis, a race of slim beings made of stone, Elpicsid placed himself at Larewonk's feet and positioned his throat to request the narration of the great History.
Elpicsid said, "O thou of unmeasurable knowledge, tormented I am by the hunger for awareness. Blow out this fire of thirst for knowledge. Tell me the tale, the fable of the men made of stone and their Nation. Tell me the tale of the Shabby Haired One"
2) The book of introduction
Larewonk said, "The tale I am going unto narrate to thee is widely known as the League of Kings, the Great History, War without Victors among others. It is the fable of the clan of men known as Enotsis. They have for their body, rock. They are slim and good at combat. I am telling thee their story.
Five and sixty and thirty-seven hundred years after the Great Commence, the electrically charged thunder assumed the anthromorphic form, that of Rednuht. Desirous of having cheap fun, he swooped down at the worlds and created terror. The dark rainy nights shook even harder as Rednuht danced on them. In the area of the Grey Stone, he saw the rocks were still warm from the day's intense heat. Full of positive energy and drunk, Rednuht slapped one of these rocks. He did that hard. The energy produced, O listener, wath huge. The men within a kilometer radius shook and tumbled down on their knees. Amongst the the rocks where the rain was falling, lay a beautiful little baby. The child was produced by the energy of Rednuht hitting the rocks. Ria, the wind, capable of possessing all, spoke to the now retreating Rednuht, 'What calamity hath befallen thee, O white one that thou commiteth this act of utter sin? That infant, unable to speak or comprehend is thy progeny. Descended from thee he is, yea! Do thou nurture the babe for thou art his sire'
Upon hearing the Wind's speech, Rednuht, overcome with shame, repaired to the enclosure filled with rocks. There he lay, defenseless, throat dried up by crying, the tiny limbed infant. The personified thunder took the babe in his arms and gently rocked him. For the upbringing of his son, the thunder invoked Mother Nature herself. Thus, having secured the safety of the child and having given him into the hands of the woman who was the personification of Nature, Rednuht left for heavens whence he issued.
3) The book of greens
Larewonk continued, "Thus passed the early life of the child of Rednuht, named Rander by Mother Nature, meaning he of great power. Rander was but one of the earliest characters in this play of act on earth. He grew up like other boys, dancing with the long tailed monkeys, breaking off twigs and playing throw with them and climbing trees to enjoy the sweet yellow and orange fruits. Those were the days, O listener, when the country of Tohinotes wath not heated like it is today! There were greens and fruits and nuts everywhere. The sun, in the form of Tegirb, beheld the land but not so closely as he doth today. The place of Rander's birth, known as Semehil, was then one of the many provinces that were held by local chiefs from different parts: the Valand, Perstreet, Prafayt, and Raylehnland. In a land distant from Semehil but in the same country, there existed a clan of proud leaf people named Nergones. By leaf people, O Elpicsid, I mean that their skins were as green as leaves and their puissance was unmatched. Nine and seventy and thirty seven hundren years after the Great Commence (That is, fourteen years after Rander's birth), a leafly infant was born in this clan of the green skinned men. The Nergone villagers celebrated the birth of a new Nergone. This birth was by no means an extra-ordinary one, O thou of great curiousity! This birth was just like any other. The men celebrated it by blowing sea-shells and the women celebrated it by kissing the child's forehead. Nobody had predicted that this child would be the lead character in the play that was about to unfold in the course of some years.
The village chief by name Gwefayl named the child.
'As the headman of the auspicious race of the Nergones, I baptize the youngest scion to the dynasty. Hence forth, he shall be known as Rithem, meaning the fearless one. He shall also be given the following other names: Yeratena, Mansevi, Tnemhepo, Worrekat and Jansela.
4) The book of the appoint
Larewonk continued, "Thus passed on eight years. The virile hero by name Rander was two and twenty years old. Having taken the profession of a boatman, he passed his days rowing people back and forth the Posrive River and the Decols Lake. In beginning of 3787, doers of evil deeds from Airavr ambushed the land of hot rocks. The land of Toinotis lost to the barbarians because of the truth that it was divided; no king ruled for the whole nation.
The Nergones lost, the Kcors lost, the Mounehters lost and lose did the Antrustians. The savages from Airavr imposed persecution on the natives.
Hear o thou listener! The foreigners took the native lands by force and along with it, its wealth. They took their customs and structures. They exploited their workers and plundered their soils. The foreign invaders, O Elpicsid, even took by force, the native women and pure virgin girls. The people shuddered in their mention.
Thus passed several months. Rednuht's son, incapable of bearing it any longer, swore to rid his country of its evils, one day. He had in his possession, six sub-boatmen who were his subordinates. He said unto them the words I am going to recount unto thee:
'Listen, ye, children of Toinotis! We, from the stars' races are being oppressed by the opponents of rectitude. The Drowesiarp proclaimeth that not speaking against wrong is akin to supporting wrong; and supporting wrong is akin to doing it! Therefore it behoveth thee to speak up against the monstrous regime. Loot the weaponry and get the sons of evil! Political rectitude, when not endowed with must be won through war. If ye fear, then take me for your chief; be led by me, and I will lead ye to victory'
The group of boatmen, having appointed Rander, the puissant son of Rednuht as their leader advanced towards the west. This group, known as the Nemfotob slaughtered many a foreigner and looted many a weaponry. Armed with arrows, darts, knifed, cannons, bombs and guns of all kinds, the Rednuhtian and his men of Nemfotob, accompanied by 50 other enthusiasts advanced towards the place where the Airavrians had made their abode. The lawkeepers appointed by the foreigners could do little do these determined men for they were of such puissance that Klis in heavens would wilt in the face of Nemfotob!
Armed conflict there was none. Overall, o listener, there was very little resistance. The invaders were taken aback by the power of the locals and their lord promptly fled the throne. The people emerged victorious.
Rander said unto the assembled men and women, 'Ye have witnessed what determination yields ye. Know that nothing is impossible for the one who hath set his mind to it. Ne'er will anybody dare to set an inauspicious eye on this place, I promise ye!
Then, Rander's head boatman named Jahane said, 'It is up to the people to decide who they want to care for this Unification. Who is fit?'
The people chorused, 'Obviouly, it is the strong man who liberated us, the son of Nature, Rander!'
And hence began Rander's illustrious career. He became the Administrator of the land at age twenty two, thanks to the invaders from Airavr"