The Shantiema were an amazing ancient culture. One of the few cultures after the Tower of Babel to have taken on the daunting task of exotic animal husbandry. Although to be sure, not too exotic to them. Everyday brought new challeges in the days after the confusion of tongues. Shantiema moved quickly and skillfully through easteren Asia. Along the way they began learning about the unhcegila. Creatures of large reptilian proportions. The now carnivious monster was not always so feared. When caught at a young age, as a lizardling from egg shell, he could be fed and kept among humans. Harnesses were crafted by the Shantiema for this creature to help aid the transport of supplies. This was not the most important way of the Shantiema. They were God fearing. They remembered the ways of Noah and the sons. The stories of the great deludge resounded in the night time recounting of history. To them no other God but the Star Breather of the universe could be worshiped. They remembered the alters for sacrafice had to be an alter of blood for the remission of sin. Brother Cain’s story reminded them of that. So it was the Restless One that lived to be 160 years old that handed the stories down to new generations of Shantiema.
What do you think…sounds interesting to me!
