As the Leader of one of the largest tribes in the region you and your council held power reserved for the gods, and exploited a lavish lifestyles of kings. Your clan never needed because whatever you were looking for, others had. Your rule was held in place by fear, you always had the numbers, to deal with any so called uprisings and stomped out rebelions before they could begin.
A few days ago you recived some information about a colaboration between some nearby tribes, and scofed at the idea that it could lead to anything, but you took precautions anyway. Then just before the wee hours of the day the raid started they snuck aroud like mice starting fires at the doorways, I mean the doorways, you kick yourself for not thinking of it sooner, with no escape they just burn to death in their beds haha, but that was enough admoration. You gathered your council and left with what little you could carry, and as you took one last look at your camp you smiled
Your faction will be a New Tribe.
Start with 5 people, chosen from 8.
Player starting characters have a 100% chance to start with trait: Bloodlust
Player starting characters have a 100% chance to start with trait: Psychopath
Rules:
Cannot serve the royals
Incident created:
-Enemy raid
Start with:
-Pemmican x500
-Herbal medicine x20
-Horse x3
-Cloth parka x250
-Pila x5
