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WAR IN THE SOUTH
Record of court proceedings on the 8th day of the 4th month of the year of the Tahuantinsuyo Empire 290 under the reign of Sapa Inka Pachacutec I. Court Scribe Deyoquett, recorder.
ATTENDANT: Sapa Inka, there is a chasqui here from the Second Southern Guard.
PACHACUTEC: Let him in. Deyoquett, where are the Second Southern again?
DEYOQUETT: South of our borders, in the regions only marginally explored by Huayna Capac Marcavilca, Sapa Inka. Xeres, I believe the name is.
PACHACUTEC: Ah, yes, that's right. What tidings do you bear word of, chasqui?
CHASQUI: Son of Inti, I bear news of a state of war that exists beneath our borders. While exploring the Xeres region, we were ambushed by fierce heathen warriors. Thus reports your general, Quitec Onolapec II: Upon exiting our lands, we immediately noticed movement in the brush around us. For days, the source could not be found or identified, and it was assumed that some form of small beast was running from us. However, upon the second day of voyaging, we captured a native, the source of the rustling. He yelled in a strange tongue, and dozens of natives ambushed us. We slew them easily, but the deeper into the jungle we travelled, the more natives swarmed upon us at every turn. We estimate around 5000 total confronted us, and around 600 were slain. They, in turn, slew over 150 of our 2000 men. When we reached the boundaries of Marcavilca's charts, we turned back as planned, and the natives, subdued, allowed us to exit their land in peace.
PACHACUTEC: Then the "war" as you termed it, is over? Hardly a war by the standards of the unification.
CHASQUI: I am not finished, Sapa Inka.
ATTENDANT: Do not address the Son of Inti in such contempt, chasqui!
CHASQUI: Begging your pardon, Sapa Inka. The message continues: As we returned from these lands, a lone Xeresian approached us. He shouted to us in very crude Quecha- "You may travel our lands, but never own them. You may slay us, but never defeat us. For you worship weak gods, and your Inti is but a feeble spirit. Our gods, strong and powerful, shall crush yours, and our warriors shall defeat your armies, and conquer your lands, and steal your women and your riches." Of course, as soon as we had regrouped, we returned to this land. We again were confronted by thousands of natives. This time, I am ashamed to admit, their forces overwhelmed us. As they cut through our lines, I called a retreat, lest they slay or route the entire guard. We took nearly 500 casualties, to their 700, in two battles before the retreat. I shall send a drawing of the native who insulted us, and ask for reinforcements, that we may track down and kill this blasphemer.
PACHACUTEC: Is THAT the end, chasqui?
CHASQUI: Yes, Sapa Inka.
PACHACUTEC: Good. You may return to your unit immediately. Attendant!
ATTENDANT: Yes, Sapa Inka?
PACHACUTEC: Dispatch two chasqui to the First Southern Guard in Moxos and the Coastal Guard in the new southern gold mines. Tell them to converge on this land- Xeres- described by the chasqui, in the southeastern corner of the known world. Tell them it is war, and send them copies of the drawing, that this man in particular may be sent, alive, to Cuzco. He shall recieve my personal... attention.
ATTENDANT: Immediately, Son of Inti. I do not envy the blasphemer at the moment.
Artist's rendition of the "arrogant Xeresian"
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To be continued...
WAR IN THE SOUTH
Record of court proceedings on the 8th day of the 4th month of the year of the Tahuantinsuyo Empire 290 under the reign of Sapa Inka Pachacutec I. Court Scribe Deyoquett, recorder.
ATTENDANT: Sapa Inka, there is a chasqui here from the Second Southern Guard.
PACHACUTEC: Let him in. Deyoquett, where are the Second Southern again?
DEYOQUETT: South of our borders, in the regions only marginally explored by Huayna Capac Marcavilca, Sapa Inka. Xeres, I believe the name is.
PACHACUTEC: Ah, yes, that's right. What tidings do you bear word of, chasqui?
CHASQUI: Son of Inti, I bear news of a state of war that exists beneath our borders. While exploring the Xeres region, we were ambushed by fierce heathen warriors. Thus reports your general, Quitec Onolapec II: Upon exiting our lands, we immediately noticed movement in the brush around us. For days, the source could not be found or identified, and it was assumed that some form of small beast was running from us. However, upon the second day of voyaging, we captured a native, the source of the rustling. He yelled in a strange tongue, and dozens of natives ambushed us. We slew them easily, but the deeper into the jungle we travelled, the more natives swarmed upon us at every turn. We estimate around 5000 total confronted us, and around 600 were slain. They, in turn, slew over 150 of our 2000 men. When we reached the boundaries of Marcavilca's charts, we turned back as planned, and the natives, subdued, allowed us to exit their land in peace.
PACHACUTEC: Then the "war" as you termed it, is over? Hardly a war by the standards of the unification.
CHASQUI: I am not finished, Sapa Inka.
ATTENDANT: Do not address the Son of Inti in such contempt, chasqui!
CHASQUI: Begging your pardon, Sapa Inka. The message continues: As we returned from these lands, a lone Xeresian approached us. He shouted to us in very crude Quecha- "You may travel our lands, but never own them. You may slay us, but never defeat us. For you worship weak gods, and your Inti is but a feeble spirit. Our gods, strong and powerful, shall crush yours, and our warriors shall defeat your armies, and conquer your lands, and steal your women and your riches." Of course, as soon as we had regrouped, we returned to this land. We again were confronted by thousands of natives. This time, I am ashamed to admit, their forces overwhelmed us. As they cut through our lines, I called a retreat, lest they slay or route the entire guard. We took nearly 500 casualties, to their 700, in two battles before the retreat. I shall send a drawing of the native who insulted us, and ask for reinforcements, that we may track down and kill this blasphemer.
PACHACUTEC: Is THAT the end, chasqui?
CHASQUI: Yes, Sapa Inka.
PACHACUTEC: Good. You may return to your unit immediately. Attendant!
ATTENDANT: Yes, Sapa Inka?
PACHACUTEC: Dispatch two chasqui to the First Southern Guard in Moxos and the Coastal Guard in the new southern gold mines. Tell them to converge on this land- Xeres- described by the chasqui, in the southeastern corner of the known world. Tell them it is war, and send them copies of the drawing, that this man in particular may be sent, alive, to Cuzco. He shall recieve my personal... attention.
ATTENDANT: Immediately, Son of Inti. I do not envy the blasphemer at the moment.
Artist's rendition of the "arrogant Xeresian"
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To be continued...
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