The Myth of Sakachi

"Myths are not stories that are untrue... Rather they are tales that don't fit neatly into the historical record... Which serves as a foundation to a culture."

- ExtraCredits: Mythology Sakachi made his way out of his island hometown of Abnovania, a fledgling village in the world of Rathnir. He started small, waking up in the town of the gods. Not knowing why he was brought to this world, he had a feeling that he had to find some purpose in his time here. There was a market where members of every kingdom can go without fighting over resources as the gods have set a barrier around the city preventing any damage or harm to come to anything inside of it. Otherwise, there was a portal made out of stone and water with a sign saying “Welcome to Rathnir”

He left his hometown because he had to go get more resources for the fishing hamlet. He made his way to the shores of the island, with the waves crashing onto the sands with a wooden boat dragging behind him. Setting the oak boat onto the sandy shores, he pushed it into the water before getting into it. After grabbing a map, iron and gold for trading, and some food for the journey he set sail for the nation of Theios-Essukdal.

Unfamiliar with the regions, he looked at his map and noticed that he had mistakenly grabbed a flyer to sign up for the cartographer's guild. The only reason he had it on him was that he was trying to get Abnovania’s borders marked on the map so it could be recognized as an independent city-state nation. Sakachi shrugged it off, noticing that he could see flags and people on the horizon as a large landmass grew closer to him. Once he got closer, reality began to set it as he noticed that the flags didn’t belong to Theios-Essukdal, but rather Bardonia, the dictatorship lands of the Bardonians.

Sakachi realized that he had rowed onto their southern maritime border, realizing that the protection of Theios-Essukdal was south of him. He watched as the archers in iron-plated armor raise their longbows, lighting up their arrows as they start to prepare to raze him along with his boat. The warriors began to launch their boats as arrows start to rain down all around him. Sakachi, with quick thinking, turned his boat and started to row south frantically, dodging the incoming arrows. The iron armor of the warriors had slowed them down, giving him the advantage to escape. He could hear the angry shouts of the barbarians dwindle off in the distance as the island started to disappear behind him. The moon shined onto the calm waters as he looks up into the starry night. If I can’t use a map to find my way to Theios-Essukdal, then the gods and the stars will bring me there. He thought to himself as he continued to row south to his safety.