I am Kazak

I had a dream one night. An old man in skins and leather was drinking tea and sitting beside a fire when he told me this story. His name was Kazak and this is part of what he told me. He was a simple man who has a great love on his life's journey. He touched many people on his journey through life and learned many things. Oh, and he was over 32,000 years old. A Love story set in the beginning of man's rise to domination. Kazak is a special man with a love that makes his life worthwhile. A group of people start stealing the lives and stores of whole villages. Taking everything, clothing, food, weapons, slaves, and leaving only fear, Kazak must protect his people and his woman. He does this with new friends and by watching others and learning from what he sees. Will he be able to bring different people together and defeat the Raiders of lives and the slaves?