In Kharakid society, the majority of
citizens are secure in their kiith ties.
Within the immediate family and within
the larger circle of more distant blood
relationships, not to mention our
professional associations and alliances,
most of us are bound at many levels. If we
should ever have a falling-out with one
kiith-sa, we belong to many other kiithid
by marriage and inclination and could
change our alliances at any time.
This was not always the case. Prior to the emergence of the southern
federation and the Naabel intervention, very few Kharakians had ties outside
their own kiith, and if they did, they were ties of dominance and submission-one
kiith was made vassal to another and owed tribute to its masters, in return
for which it was given the protection of the larger kiith’s army and the benefit
of trade with the larger kiith’s holdings.
In all of this, however, there was no provision made for those who were
without kiith. Unthinkable as this state may seem to us today, it can still bring
a shudder to the modern Kharakian to consider the fate of a kiithless man or
woman during those times. Banishment from the kiith was effectively a death
sentence at any time prior to the year 416, when Kiith Soban was born.
The origins of Kiith Soban, the "Grey Brotherhood," are somewhat hazy. It
appears that two vassal kiithid, which held lands along the second sea, were
invaded by the temple men of a strong neighboring kiith. The vassals fought
back furiously, defending their homes with desperate strength, and succeeded
in killing a few of the raiding kiith. In revenge, the invaders punished the
survivors brutally, although they had already surrendered. Many of the basic
taboos of Kharakian society were violated; all the children of the farmers were
murdered as well as the leader, man or woman, of every family. Those that
remained were driven from their holdings, and fled across the Sparkling
Desert to carry the news of these atrocities to their kiith-sa.
The leader of this group was Soban, later known as Soban the Red. When he
knelt before his sa, he recounted the horrors that the neighboring kiith had
committed against his people and demanded vengeance. He offered to
personally lead the army that would ravage the invaders and teach them the error of their ways, and waited for the men and women of his kiith-sa to join
him in a rush across the Sparkling Desert.
Unfortunately, this support was never to come. Soban’s kiith-sa, afraid of the
possible repercussion or perhaps simply realizing the kiith was not strong
enough to prevail against a larger and stronger kiith, refused to attack the
reavers. Instead, members of the smaller kiith became vassals to the larger,
joining their blood to the blood of the murderers.
When he heard of this, Soban tore the colors of his kiith from his body in
shame. His followers did the same, and in doing so they abandoned their
kiith completely -- an unheard-of gesture at the time, especially coming as it
did from landless men and women. According to legend, Soban then declared
the word "kiith" was meaningless when any kiith-sa could turn a deaf ear to
the blood of children crying from the ground. He vowed that he would never
belong to any false kiith again -- the only kiith which deserved the word was
the kiith of spirit, the brotherhood of like mind and shared ambitions.
All the followers of Soban took a new color: a deep and vivid red, the color
of blood flowing from the heart. Although they could not have been many,
their first act as a kiith was a successful attack on the holdings which had once
been their homes. When they left their old farms behind, not a blade of grass
was left green nor one stone standing on top of another -- everything was
razed and every invader killed in ways that gave Kiith Soban a bloody
reputation for years to come.
Kiith Soban became a martial kiith from then on, and as years passed, a
peculiar set of rituals developed among them. Although many other warrior
kiithid existed at the time, those kiithid were standard in their aims and
organization; they were martial to the extent that they desired the property
and possessions of their weaker neighbors. Only the Soban were completely
landless and existed purely as mercenaries.
The Sobanii mercenary is a curious feature of Kharakian history. For
centuries, Sobanii took part in every military conflict on the planet, and their
skills as soldiers and commanders were highly prized. When the services of
any given Soban were bought, he or she would dress in the colors of the new
kiith and fight in the service of that kiith, regardless of personal risk or cost.
When the term of service was over -- down to the hour and minute -- Soban
mercenaries would put down their arms, remove their adopted colors, and
return to their own kiith. If the end came during the middle of a battle or a
thousand miles from home, they would still go; contracts for their services
could not be renewed on the scene, and only through their kiith-sa.
To this day, the Sobanii are completely devoid of standard family groupings.
No "marriage," as such, is permitted among their ranks; and although male
and female Sobanii are permitted to form whatever alliances they might want,
there is no such thing as a Sobanii child. Children born to the Soban are left
as foundlings with other kiiths or their parents are made to leave Kiith Soban
to raise them.
Despite the fact there has not been a major war on Kharak for 200 years, the
skills of Kiith Soban are still valuable, and they never lack for money and
influence. Sobanii are often preferred when influential kiithid like the Naabel
need intelligence officers or security officers, and virtually all modern-day
admirals and generals are trained at Soban-run military academies, which are
now open to the public -- one can pay for the training and discipline that was
once available only to life-long Sobanii.
A current of true Sobanism still exists in our society and always will as long as
some men and women continue to reject the status quo. Some Kharaki still
join Kiith Soban of their own free will, renouncing all other kiith ties and
associations; others are forced to join when driven from other kiiths for
violating their taboos. Before "taking the red," as it is called, a prospective
Sobanii must repeat the ritual which Soban performed centuries ago; all other
kiith colors must be forcibly ripped from the body, a powerful gesture of
negation. To some it represents the ultimate rebellion, to some the only
salvation, but Kiith Soban imposes the same discipline and solidarity on them
all -- for which Kharakian society may well thank them.
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