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The Stone Axe tribe was one of the ancient tribes, so venerable it could be called an old tribe, maintaining its lineage for a long time. The tribe has held its warrior-like spirit for its reign and preserved its good land for many years.
Urich sat in a chair draped with animal skins. It was the seat that many chiefs had occupied. The armrests were shiny with grease and wear.
'Chief Urich.'
The title felt foreign. Urich had become the chief of his tribe. Despite a three-year absence, he received overwhelming support from the warriors. Although some elders and shamans disliked him, even they acknowledged that there was no better candidate than Urich.
News of the new chief of the Stone Axe spread quickly, especially to the Blue Mist and Red Sand tribes.
"The dry season is coming. We need to focus on gathering and storing food."
"It will be a harsh dry season. We must perform the rituals."
Urich listened to the tribe's advisers. He was still inexperienced as a chief. Leading a community, not just a group of warriors, was new to him.
For a while, the Stone Axe tribe focused on storing food. Warriors went hunting far away, women gathered fruits and roots at the foot of the mountains, and children and elders spent their days preparing...
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