Tukaram

https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/111767667/lettering/T.png he Irkanois, the civilised ones. A proud and magnificent people. Centuries ago, disillusioned from finding filth and corruption at the heart of the governing powers they were sworn to uphold, they broke fealty with the Kashgari High Ones and departed to Kara Kum, to a new life in the highland fields of Dasht-e Kavir and Dasht-e Lut.

Now their only protection is their reputation. Known throughout the world as the  bravest and most fearless people ever to walk the earth, battle is a way of life, a  tradition, an ingrained part of their very being. Children are taught to ride and hunt  from their first tottering steps, marriage is sealed by a ritual bloodletting across a  Shaman’s sickle.

But for several moons now, the tranquillity of the Steppes has  become increasingly disturbed. Strange signs have been noted  in the sigh of the wind across the grasslands. When night  falls, the empty plains of Dasht-e Kavir are prowled  by shadows and demons. Warriors vanish  soundlessly in the night; women and children  bind their tent-flaps tight shut while the  elders quake in silence and the Shamans  scry phantoms of bloodthirsty enemies and  invaders from the north.

An unsettling vision has appeared in the dreams of the  elder Dabaghiyeh. A chosen warrior, the vision said,  one from the tribe must travel to the sacred Stones of  the Ancestor in Kashgar. One must be sent to ask of  the source of these strange disappearances and if possible, to seek aid from the  distant forefathers.

Tukaram is the chosen one. A warrior of the line of Arran, strong and valourous,  proven in combat, loyal to tradition and to the way of the ancestors. A hero to the  young of the tribe and a figure of respect among his peers.

It is the ninth day of the eleventh moon at the closing of the year. The cold is starting  to draw in and the yellowed grasses of the Steppes crumble and splinter under the  blast of the northern wind. Bearing the hopes of his people, Tukaram, Chosen One of  the Irkanois, sets his foot on the trail to a most unexpected future...

'' From the official game manual. ''

Tukaram represents the Barbarian class.