Something's Fucky with the Erqels

trickthegiant

Hello there. This story is in honor of [censored]. You don't need to know who that is in order to understand this story, because frankly they're not related at all.
But anywho.
Welcome to the Mongolian steppes, where horses reign and de'atH (her mother was named kre8iv) is too lazy to reap in a timely manner. Semi-immortal tribes, each ruled by a horse God-King, travel endlessly over the steppes, hunting, gathering, and trading.
Really?
Yawn