Editing Storm Riders (section)

==Who are we?==

We are the Pol Joni tribe, the Storm Riders. We guard Dragon Pass and the Kingdom of Sartar from raids by the despicable Praxian nomads, who aren’t even smart enough to find real gods. Our great founder, Derek Pol Joni, was a Sartarite of the Dundealos Tribe who wanted both revenge on the Praxians which slew his family as well as to be able to ride free under Orlanth’s cloud-driven sky. After stealing from the Pentan nomads a magic bull, he quested mightily, and proved to the priestesses at the Paps that our herd mother, Uralda, is the daughter of mighty Storm Bull and Eiritha the herd mother. Thus, we brought back the cattle that had once supported the horse people of Prax. Of course, the stupid, jealous Nomads tried calling upon their weakling spirits to drive us out, but Storm Bull knows that he must bend knee to the Thunderer, his younger brother and the king of the gods. We brought Lightbringer worship to the Plains of Prax, and protected the eastern border of the great Kingdom of Sartar for many years.

We controlled the grazing lands around Moonbroth, the Good Place and the Better Place, before the stinking Sable tribe turned out not just to be stupid, but also traitors and chaos worshippers. Now, enslaved to the Red Moon, they drove us out of around Moonbroth, something they could never have done without the backing of the Antelope Lancer regiments from Pent and the regular Lunar Army. Moonbroth is now a Lunar temple town. Shepelkirt is Wakboth reborn! The only good thing about the stupid animal riders is that they begrudgingly understand that Lunars and Broo worship the same thing. If the animal riders would just stop their stupid feuding, and hiding their heads under the sand, we could drive the Shepelkirt out of Prax, and back into the North, from where all evil comes!

We can go anywhere the Animal Rider tribes go – we are fully acknowledged in the Survival Covenant, and we honor Waha, Orlanth’s nephew and the god of chieftains, as a secondary figure in our Dar rights. Storm Bull is our great uncle. We can go where no other Heortling can. We honor our distant kin in Sartar, and we make pilgrimage to mighty Kero Fin as well as to her brother, The Block. Only the Lunars with their Chaos sorceries can stand against the Thunder Brothers and our Storm Tribe magic. The various spirits of the wastes are also our friends, by way of our Storm Bull and Kolat Shamans, who also are members of the various spirit societies. And more and more these days, the Animal Riders need our Lightbringer magics against the Lunars. But we are sorely hunted by the Sable Riders, who are jealous of our superior bravery and strength. Deep down, they know they betray the world, and keep trying to lie to themselves. They take this out on us, their betters.