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Where did the child of the plains come from?
Urich was a child found and picked up by warriors returning from a hunt. It wasn't a common occurrence, but it wasn't unheard of either. In the west, many wandered as families. If they couldn't afford it, they sometimes abandoned their children.
The abandoned Urich was a child so scrawny he was hardly comparable to his present self. His emaciated body was as thin as a twig. His long hair covered his face, and his lips were cracked like the arid wastelands of a drought.
'They named him Urich after a warrior who died the day before. Urich of the Stone Axe.'
Gizzle remembered the day Urich arrived. The details were murky like looking through cloudy water, but Urich's appearance was still vivid in his memory. The scrawny little Urich.
Urich grew up alongside other children of his age. The tribe had plenty of resources at the time, so even an orphan like Urich had enough food, and he grew quickly, no longer the skinny child he once was. The tribe practiced communal child-rearing, and orphans were common, so Urich easily blended in with his peers.
Whoosh.
The wind descending from the mountains hit Gizzle's cheeks. He shivered...
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