The Story of the Tehachapi
This is the story of the Tehachapi, the great road-building culture of Kcymaerxthaere. The group that arrived at this spot were one of several bands of refugees that survived the devastating aftermath of the Battle of the Devil’s Marbles in what we would call Australia. As part of the Material Alliance, the Tehachapi had expected a quick victory over the People of the Rock, but instead the entire army had been annihilated by a horde of warriors riding Dangaroos, the now-famous (but until then only legendary) war Kangaroos with armored pouches that could hold a man and claws that could disembowel an opponent at 20 paces.
The Second Band of the Tehachapi escaped towards the city we now call Perth. And there, atop a now differently present mountain, they put wheels on their rafts of asphalt and rolled so hard and fast that they skittered across the rezhn of Kcyrguelyguo in an attempt to flee. Many rafts sank, but most survived, traveling through storm and doldrums until after a couple of years they were here at this place, ironically at the height of a flood. The damage was so severe, they assumed it was the work of Dangaroos.
The most touching part of the saga was a vision all in the party had their first night. They were still floating around the turbulent sea churning over what we now call London and, for a moment, the clouds parted and they could see the stars they would normally see at night in their homeland. They knew it would never happen again, but it gave them peace and they named this land kNow Estrelliia. Now, normally such a name would not stick—because it turned out to be inhabited, but the Tehachapi’s roads were so useful, that the new name was adopted in gratitude. Indeed, because they were avid students of the local geography and topology (because of the Sphaltways they built), such understanding of the area became known as the kNowlidge —a term still used by the spectacularly well-informed London taxi drivers of today in their studies.