Roj's Diary

IN THE FINAL DAYS OF ROJ

An Autobiography of King Roj

Prologue

I will start this book by writing my memories of the Bluemah tribe.

In the beginning, my wife and I had 2 warriors that protected us as we left our forest. We claimed the left side of the forest. The Grefah claimed the right side. We learned their language and we were allies. Then we chopped down the entire forest to grow stronger militarily. The Grefah protested, for they thought the trees were their fathers and mothers. We fired our new catapult and killed a Grefah named Ja. We apologized because we realized that we were being to aggressive with such simple beasts. To this day the Grefah sometimes bring up Ja.

Later  in life when we had about 20 people, a new tribe – the Yempah – came out of the forest. They took the middle of the forest. We were still aggressive, but we learned their language before taking our forest back. We found out that the Yempah were pacifists or something, which meant they hated war and violence. Haha! Looking back on it now, how silly we all were. Anyway, we asserted our authority over the forest and killed a few Yempah and captured some. The Grefah thought that they owned some of the forest, which I guess was true, so we split the remaining tribe up. The Grefah got 2 or 3 Yempah, and we got the rest since we fought more.

Then the Rafon and Grava came into our lives. They lived in far away lands. We discovered them because we had made a camp in a cave with a pond and bats and all these nice things. The Rafon were rough people, but we managed to learn their language. To this day, we have no problem with the Rafon. The Grava were a different story.

And it came to pass that the Grava were an angry tribe of lime green people that wanted to rule the planet. We Bluemah knew that ruling the earth was our job. So we went to war with them. I do not recall if the Grefah got invovled, but I assume they did, even if lightly, because they captured a baby Grava named Frank. The grava found elephants. This made them powerful. But we ended up beating them. We killed almost all of them, and the remaining we made slaves. At this time though, the Yempah had escaped our bondage. They wished to remake their tribe. This angered me, because we won them fair and square. But instead of inihilating them for good, I decided that they could go remake their tribe, as long as 10% of the gold and food came back to the Bluemah tribe. They agreed and we let them go.

Later, the Gravas all died out, and Frank grew up... TALL! The Grefah were doing well and so were we. The Rafon were not that great but they were coming along like the Yempah. However, the Yempah had not held to their agreement about giving us 10%. I even went to them and told them that they needed to pay up soon or I will have to take them back over or kill them. I gave them 3 days.

By now Sol, my firstborn son, and Azol, my firstborn daughter, were older, now maybe 13.  Sol was very anti-Yempah because of their dishonesty. The Yempah claimed that they have a right to be free, so they prepared for battle. Seeing that they were using the 3 days to get ready to fight instead of apologize, I readied my people as well. Haha! I just remembered that we had 2 ballistas with unununium tips that were about to be unleashed onto the Yempah!

You see, they had built a wall to seperate us. Sol made a ramp and sent 7 chickens to fly up the ramp and over the wall! Ha! The Yempah were so confused! Then Sol lead the team into battle. Our ballistas destroyed some of the Yempah, but we were not prepared. The Yempah had invented crossbows. Our people only have swords and shields. So we called a truce in the middle of the battle so we could heal our wounded.

The Yempah decided to ask for a peace treaty. I was impressed with how strong they were, but I still hated them. My injured wanted me to consent, so I did. There was peace for another few years.

Then the Pursah came about. They had many unununium items, including what was basically blunderbusses. They were advanced indeed, but we killed them because they didn't give us a chance to talk. The only Pursah survivor was a hobo that lived on a bridge.

While wounded from the Pursah war, the Yempah decided it was time to take us out. At this time, Sol was about 21, Azol was 19, Tol was 13, and Fol was 10. Sol married Lee, our death knight with false diamond armor. Sol was my right hand man. I was proud to soon give him the throne. But his hatred for the Yempah would soon prove him to be too crazy to be king.

The Yempah had discovered a new mineral in a new beautiful forest. It was blackrock. Soon we called it gunpowder. It was explosive on impact. No one knew its power, not even the Yempah. But soon, all would know and want it. They were preparing for an attack that would com in a few days.

The Majah and Cyon tribes formed during this time. They didn't do much, except the Majah had sold us 2 flying mounts. I think we gave them food and ore, but it was definetly a steal.

My daughter, in the remaining time of peace, fell in love with Kodazen. I'm sure she told them our secrets, and that is one of the reasons their plan was so excellent. The other reason, was the gunpowder. I made Sol king at this time and he hated the Yempah. He had 2 unununium axes and a suit of unununium. He planned secret attacks against the Yempah, but we were not at war. So I cut off his leg so he could no longer fight, and the throne went to his son – Sroj.

While we were doing our own thing and all was calm, the Yempah, I believe, somehow allied with the Rafon – probably by telling them that they were both small. Then while the Majah were sending a messenger to us via flight, the Yempah shot him down, without harming the flying mount.

They mounted up, carrying a few grenades, and flew over us. They dropped all of the grenades, killing our people and injuring Sroj, firstborn son of Sol, and king. Of course we had to retaliate, but how could we? Most of our men were injured or blown up. So I reclaimed the throne to fix everything. I sent in a team of crossbowmen only and a crossbowman on a flying mount, and we fought them that way.

The battle was intense. They still had the gunpowder, so they made short work of our ground units. But we managed to kill half of their people, leaving them with about 6 or 7 people. We never retreated from that battle because all of our men were wounded. They were all taken as prisoners and hung upside down from the wall. But this did not kill them, it only humiliated and infuriated us.

The Grefah saw this and were also outraged. I ended up pushing every Bluemah through their walls and killed all of them but Azol, Medezen, and 2 others. We captured Azol, but the other 3 ran to the Rafon for protection. We rescued the prisoners and started to heal. We still hated the Yempah, but knew that they couldn't do anything now. Azol, for betraying her own kind, was hung. I since then have learned to not kill family.

The Yempah eventually grew to 5 members and moved back into the forest. We once again allowed them to live, writing that we were done fighting and they agreed. Barbarians came, but we defeated them. We made an arena. We made jobs and money and good things. Now is a time of peace and growth.

'9 Days Left'

 

Our people are starving, but tomorrow the plants grow. I know we can get through this. I appointed Tol, second son of Roj, as king. Tomorrow will put his skills to the test. I will spend these last days reflecting and having fun and peace.

'8 Days Left'

 

The plants grew and our people prospered. My son did well. He talked with Kitomus about whether or not they should replant everything. Kitomus did, but we did not. This was a smart move by our son, for now we have food and the Grefah do not. In 4 days the plants will come back and all will be well. Today, the Yempah have made currency. They also have a horse race. The Grefah seem to like it, but my people were to happy with the arena that we did not see it. The Rafon and Majah are sure to join in with currency soon, if they can get on their feet. No one has questioned what the Cyon are doing. We doubt they can civilize themselves enough to learn how to learn. Only time will tell. I realize I have 8 days left, but I am not afraid. I've done everything I could and needed to to get the Bluemah to where they are now. Even though some question my decisions sometimes, it has all worked out for the best in the end. Our people are making more shops than ever before. I believe there are 8 right now. I am not Tol, but I will ask him to not forget the expanse we made long ago. I know we do nothing out there, but we fought to have it so we need to put it to good use. Leefomus is clearly getting old. His feet meshed into one foot. He is Kratachii-ing. Me and Glay want to have one more baby, so if Tol dies, we can have another heir. As of now, he has no son, so only Kaol could get the throne. I cannot have that! Maybe tomorrow I will watch the horse race. That will give me fun and peace.

'7 Days Left'

Today we woke up to a bloody Baht AKA Big B.  She got bandaged up and said that barbarians in the west did that to her. I wonder what action Tol will take. We also need to make relations with Cyon, whether taking them over or befriending them. All of the Majah are angry today. They need entertainment or houses or something, or else they might go on a killing frenzy.

'6 Days left'

The Majah moved out of their land and took our Outlands post. They didn't hurt anyone, but that is only because they used their strength in numbers to scare off our warriors. This is an act of war, even though Tol doesn't want the land. He is sending Yee and Wide to cover the air with bombs. Then he's sending Baht, Yee, and Lee to cover the ground with crossbows. I have picked up a crossbow and decided to join the fight. The Majah have bombs! I think Baht is dead! Big B! Oh no... yeah she's probably dead. Big B? BIG B? She's not concious but she's breathing. We've retreated under a wooden bunker. It won't last against the bombs, but can protect us from some arrows. I hope Yee and Wide take out their bomber! The war is over. We won. I'm writing with joy because I'm still alive. But I'm sad. Naht and Baht are alive, and so we had no casualties. But we killed so many Majah. I think 4. Now that I look at it, we may have been the bad guys. We killed 4 of them cause they attacked us with bombs. They did that cause we promised war. We warred cause they took our land. They did that to save innocents and babies. So it all started with a noble cause, but they shouldn't have taken our land. They should have set up trade or something... ANYTHING. Well that is all for today. I feel very sick and fear I am to die soon.