Dead!

Without the favor of the gods your clan began falling apart. The once mighty clan splintering in to smaller factions that could never hope to stand against the foreign Göth's or Sledar peoples. Bit by bit your clan is conquered and subjugated. The few survivors of the battles try to make a new clan in the mountains but are now subject to the full **** of mother nature. Slowly one by one they starve to **** until only your mother and your baby brother is left. She spends the last of her days hoping for you to be spotted by the horizon. But even she had to give up by the third year. She dies in a fever thirst thinking you forgot your duties and your clan.

You and your family branch is wiped out and forgotten, not even remembered in legend.

Game over.

Your clan is forever erased