Episode 7: The Khan of Arzhan 1

The sky was gray over the plains of the everlasting steppe. In an area by the Yenisei River, a gathering of individuals had coalesced together. There was weeping. Crying. Sorrow.

The chief was dead. The man had led the community through a long, momentous period of time. There’d been strife in the years long before. There’d been war and disease and famine. But, then there was a time of prosperity. Times in which great numbers of children were born and the herds of animals fattened up