The Sarran ClanWars

Article compiled from Histories held in the Archives at the Ulna Library and the Codex.

A rare image of an ancient Sarran Starship from before the Clan Wars

One thousand years of destruction

chronicling he descent into barbarism

It took three generations for the Scientists to agree that statistically, the femspring birthrate had diminished to a worrisome level.

Two additional generations wasted precious time by claiming that the phenomenon was but a natural cycle that would self correct. By the fourth generation, the civil government of the time admitted that yes, the femspring birthrate had decreased yearly since the aborted attempt at genetic manipulation. There was now only one femspring born for every offspring. The Science Institute warned that the trend could continue to the point of where the Sarrans would cease to be, or could reach a plateau. Some of the ClanElders wished to import fems from other planets, others argued for further genetic engineering. While the government and the elders debated, the clans took action. Within each clan, fems known to have produced femspring were taken from their homes by the nobility, raped repeatedly until they were breeding and kept in that condition until the desired femspring was produced. Any offspring born of the union were strangled at birth.

The Clans began to raid each other for suitable fems. Sarran fems became a commodity, erasing thousands of years of equality. Open warfare between the clans broke out. The conflict between AirClan and WaterClan became especially vicious when the AirClan Prince’s mate was kidnapped by a WaterClan Duke and died a particularly heinous death fighting her captors.

All Sarran Space Exploration ceased. The council disbanded and the planet descended into nine hundred years of barbarism. FireClan and LightClan watched as the Air and WaterClans rendered themselves extinct. The WarriorPrinces, Dajet of FireClan and Robar of LightClan met under a flag of truce. Both men were intelligent and well trained in the art of War by their Fathers. Yet both Warriors knew that this conflict would never be won. They meet in the cottage of the last member of the Clan of Air, a wizened fem, Zorna, a acolyte of the Goddess Ulna in her youth.

The warriors and their chief advisors argued for over a tide. Zorna kept her peace. On the eve of the second tide, she turned toward the war parties and her voice shouted as a clap of thunder, “Enough, I say enough. For over nine hundred cycles the Warriors of Sarran have ignored their Goddess and desecrated her vessels. You will cease. Dajet and Robar sat stock still on her stools while the rest of their entourage cowered in corners.

Zorna’s form was lit by an inner glow that pulsed with the energy of the Sarran land. “You have desecrated your fems and bled the land. You have diverged from the path the First intended you to walk, because of these great transgressions, the Sarran Warriors will be forever in thrall to their fems. Gather together what is left of you science bring it to this plain. On the plain of the River Ulna, named for the Goddess Moon there will be a healing. The light faded and Zorna fell to the floor.

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To be continued...