Editing Tiran Osoros (section)

===Youth===

It was early morning when the twin-tailed comet landed on Solnhofen. Many of the people of the village Gand Wanulen took shelter believing it to be another hunting party. Ayl Osoros knew that this was something different and left to investigate. At the landing sight he found a pod unlike anything he had seen before containing a dark-skinned infant. Ayl knew he had a responsibility, and so he took the infant as his own, naming him Tiran.

Over the years Tiran was raised as a member of the village. He grew, learned, played, and laughed as any other child. His rapid growth sparked numerous debates in the Elders' Circle, but he was still a child and a member of the village. Before long, he was taller than his older siblings. He learned everything taught to him with surprising alacrity and fulfilled all his duties within his household and village happily and dutifully.

All of his accomplishments were performed under the shadow of larger threats. Solnhofen was home to a variety of reptilian beasts known as Sors. The herbivorous breeds would be regularly hunted to feed the tribe. However there were also dangerous carnivorous beasts that often hunted the same grounds and humans were much easier prey. And the continent of Panghee which they lived was treated as a game reserve by a race of xenos named Soliriens who would periodically raid human villages for slaves and hunt man and beast alike for sport. Tiran himself survived a number of these raids.

When he came of age he proposed a radical idea. If they could train the Sors and unite the villages, it might be possible to drive the xenos from their lands. The proposal was rejected by the tribe and the Elder's Circle. The people of Solnhofen were too far separated to permanently unite. Many had tried to train the Sors, but only a handful had ever been successful. And never in large enough numbers to provide any real assistance. Even if everything worked as he had planned, the Solirien technology was too advanced, their weapons too deadly to stand a chance. Tiran was determined to change things for his family and village, and could not be swayed.  So he made an agreement with the Circle. If he could prove that he was right about the Sors, the village would reconsider his plan. With an agreement reached, he set out into the wilderness.

Seven years later, almost to the day, one of Gand Wanulen's scouts returned from the field in a panic. He spoke of a massive Sor heading directly for the village, leading a large pack. The people of Gand Wunlen began to prepare themselves. Women and children were hidden while the hunters gathered for an attempt to stay the beasts. As the beast approached the hunters saw it was mounted by a large figure. Murmurs began to spread with this revelation. As it drew nearer, the figure revealed itself to be Tiran, riding triumphant. He effortlessly slid off his mount and stepped before the men, dropping a sack of Solirien guns at their feet. “I come bearing good tidings,” he said with a smile. “The beasts can be tamed, and those that hunt us can be killed.” With that, he was welcomed back into the village as though he had never left.

He stayed up the entirety of that night and the night after, listening to all that had happened in his absence. The years had not been kind to Gand Wunlen. Two of his brothers and his father had been killed by hunting parties. Many good hunters had been lost to ambushes by predators. He lamented that he was not there to help, but was assured that what he did in the wild was far more important. He proved that man could do more with his life than hope to survive the next year. The plan he had concocted years ago might be successful.

For the next two years he taught the villagers to tame and ride the Sors. Envoys were dispatched to all known human settlements. Some came immediately, hearing the honesty in the tales and hoping to help make a better world. Others came more slowly, either because it took time for the tale to be heard or because more evidence was needed. Once Gand Wanulen was properly versed, Tiran himself migrated from village to village to prove his legitimacy. At each village he stopped to learn their history and traditions. He included each and every person and discussed his plans and ideas with everyone. This was not a plan to simply gain power. This was a plan to allow the people of Solnhofen to live without fear. After three years, the continent of Panghee was united in his cause.

What followed was a long campaign against the alien menace. The humans were limited in means and technology, so they could not fight their enemies openly and aggressively. Instead they had to rely on luring the aliens into an ambush. Often they would draw the Solirien vehicles into a narrow ravine to deny their maneuverability and overpower them with superior numbers. With each successful attack they gained weapons and vehicles, and were able to fight more effectively in the next engagement. For several months they fought like this. Every few months, the Solirien parties would arrive better armed and with greater numbers. Then one day they simply stopped coming.

Six months after the last arrival, the night sky was alive. The stars swam and danced. Stars would appear and disappear. They would streak across the sky in unnatural ways. By morning, they had ceased and as the sun rose, a second sun descended on the plains. As it landed, Tiran knew something new was afoot. He steeled himself and his men for the worst. And as a ramp from the vessel descended, a giant man in ornate golden armor stepped forward. He announced himself as the Emperor of Mankind, and His eyes settled on Tiran. Tiran Osoros dropped to his knee and pledged himself fully to the man before him. He just needed to free his people first. The two of them retreated to discuss matters for some time, before Tiran was rejoined with the people of Solnhofen. He announced to them that they would no longer need to fear the threat from across the oceans. He was leaving with the Emperor's finest warriors to meet out their enemy and destroy them, allowing humans to live wherever they wanted in peace. He told his men that they could join him if they wished, or they could return to their villages to spread the news and wait to hear of their freedom. None left. Over the next week, the people of Solnhofen fought alongside the men of the XVII Legion and the Uniter of Solnhofen until the planet had been declared purified.