Based on Nausiica Manga Version

	The Divine Emperor of the Dorok Principalities was
drunk.
	The men had finally dared him into taking a drink, as the
junior man at the fire.   To the great amusement of the
seasoned worm-handlers ringing it, it had only taken one
bladder's worth to bring him to his current state.   But that made
perfect sense if you knew that the Emperor wasn't human.
	He reeled after an older fellow slapped him on the back.
The laughter shook the earthy(in more ways than one) clan hall,
to the tunnels leading up from the high ceiling.   "Malthrupa, I
don't know how a man could do so well on his first expedition
and not be able to hold his liquor."
	Someone spoke up from further back, "Be easy on 'im
Jorgos, he'll come around, with experience that is!"  A whole
new round of laughter erupted from the table.
	"Well, that doesn't matter, because we have gained a
new hunter."   He dragged Malthrupa to his feet.   The cause-
celebre peered weakly from underneath his eyelids, dazed.
"You all know how my adopted son came here ten years ago,
you all know how we didn't think one who came to our tribe so
late, at ten summers of age, could survive and adapt.   Well he
has, and today clan Stehn has gained a new man."  He laughed,
and let go with his right hand, dropping the bewildered Malthrupa
back into his seat.   "Remember that when you talk to him
tomorrow."
	Drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth, Malthrupa
drifted off to sleep amid the cheer.   A black piece covered his
nose, two tubes leading back across his cheeks.   His clothes
looked scavenged, stitched together from many tattered pieces
into a protectively thick pants and long shirt.   Medium length
hair made unruly from wearing a headgear that looked like it
was made from a pinkish sort of hide.    The Emperor looked
every inch a wormhandler, the proud people of the forest.
	The Emperor was also missing.   For seventy years, the
Emperor's younger brother had ruled because of his psychic
prodigy.   He had lived idly in his younger sibling's shadow for
thirty of those years, with relatively little power.   Then one day,
his servants found him missing.   The sightings and exploits of
the vagabond Emperor Nalmuth were always subjects of rumor
and gossip in that following time.
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A Nausicca/TM crossover  (but it takes a while to get to that)

No title as of yet, but hopefully coming soon!



P.S. Any and all help pethetically begged for on this fic!