People of the Red Valley, gather and hear me. Across the Black Ridge, the Stone Serpent Tribe digs for the sun-stone that holds the fire of the sky. They say it is for protection, but a tribe that holds a second sun holds power over all others. One spark of that sky-fire can burn forests, poison rivers, and end our bloodline. We did not seek this quarrel, and we desire neither their land nor their herds. If they cast the sun-stone back into the deep earth, there will be peace. But they refuse, and we cannot trust our children’s fate to their mercy. To wait is to gamble with the ashes of our own homes. Better to cross the ridge while the fire still sleeps in stone. We will never allow a second sun to rise against our people. 📝 8de8743b…