Pacts….treaties…..war….all pointless.    There has been a long standing and bloody war raging across the land.   People dying constantly….dead bodies disregarded in the streets and left to rot.   Who can worry about the dead when those who live are worried about life?  War and disease were common place….for about a thousand years or so.    The original cause of this is unknown…it was so long ago.    But it started out as a feud between two major factions.   The people of Kenosta and, as the Kenosti referred to them as…well…Them.    Any other name has been lost to history.   But for technicalities sake, the Kenosti also fought amongst themselves as well.   They were a large tribal people, with many leaders and many disputes.  So everyone was really just killing everyone else….pointless.   Kill or be killed, so murder was a necessity for survival.
            When life was bleak enough, when their way of life hurt enough, someone stepped forward to cause change.   A treaty was signed, to avoid utter destruction.    The idea for this treaty was formed at the beginning of the war, by a prince of Them.   It is a testament to the nature of the Kenosti that the treaty took so many years to be signed.   In deference to this prince the peoples leaders decided to name the treaty for him…but no one knew his name anymore, so they just called it His Idea.   Everyone knew whom it referred too…..
             To help uphold this treaty an additional pact was made.   At the age of fourteen the first born children of the royal families would be exchanged.  They would live as an heir to their enemy’s throne for the next twelve years.  Unable to return home until the twelve years were over, they would have to make their way in an enemy land.    This would help to ensure that the treaty was kept.    For, who would attack and cause the death of their own children?   
              But complete peace did not last for long, trouble started fairly soon.   Once there was peace between the peoples, marriages broke out.  Like a plague they spread, causing new conflicts and wars of a different nature.   Persecution ran rampant.   Soon, children were born.   It is said that these children were…not quite right.   They possessed a peculiar look, an odd blending of the people’s features.   The white blond hair or blue eyes from Them mixed unusually with the Kenostis’ lean build.   The appearance of these mixed ones was unsettling.   Rumors started about these children, rumors stating that they would mean the end for all…..that they would bring about worse horror than the wars had.  Marriages between the two peoples were soon made illegal.
       As if that could stop what was to come……

Some years after these illegalities, our story comes to life in the form of a child.....