Feok

by safohen
On a sunny day, the warriors of the Builsa gathered in the grand hut of the settlement. Their chief warrior was brief. The Samori and Babatu, infamous slave traders, had been sighted camping across the river from their settlement. Each warrior knew that failing to stop them would mean the enslavement of every able-bodied woman, man and child.

In the afternoon, the civilians were sent to the shelter and guarded by a select group of Builsa warriors. If they were killed in battle, the selected warriors would lead the people out of the village to find a new home, ensuring that the remnant of the Builsa remained free.

At that moment, the slave raiders set up camp and began arming themselves.

Five of their best spies set off for the settlement, arriving there 30 minutes later only to find it deserted. Alarmed that the Builsa knew that they were coming, they began to head for the exit.

However 20 Builsa archers, perched on top of the buildings, struck them down with arrows that tranquilised them. In seconds, they dragged the spies to a makeshift prison and interrogated them intensely. The information they got from them was relayed to the rest of the Builsa warriors who made slight changes to their battle plan.

After hours of waiting, the leaders of the Samori and Babatu decided to advance on the village. He had busy clients waiting for Builsa slaves. He did not like the raids but tradition was tradition. They charged towards the settlement, ignoring the odd shaped cattle that stood on their left.

They were suddenly attacked from the left by the 'cattle' revealed to be Builsa warriors wielding cattle skin shields and spears. Stunned by this attack, they moved away from the Builsa warriors to the right, right into a waiting group of Builsa warriors. Both groups began to cut a path through the Samori and Babatu, breaking their weapons and brushing them aside.

Their chief warrior clashed with the leader so fiercely that both of their weapons broke. The chief warrior struck the leader with his horned hat to the ground and ordered his warriors to seize him.

With their leader captured and most of their colleagues subdued, the remainder of the raiders began to flee, with the Builsa in hot pursuit.

By night, only 10 of their number managed to escape the Builsa. The Builsa returned home to a joyous celebration. It was decided that a festival named Feok would be held in remembrance of the victory of the Builsa over the slave raiders.
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