History of the family

by **Brianna Silverweb** Wed Jun 24, 2015 10:15 pm

History of the Hōr family and their tribe the Bennu

The Bennu tribe started out in a small agriculture community along the Nile River, animal husbandry and fishing being their second concerns. There was a bit of hunting but it was nothing compared to their agriculture. By 5500 BC the population in their community became far more concentrated with people and ultimately they became small tribes. Bennu, started out under the blanket culture of the Badari tribe in Upper Egypt. The Badari flourished between 4400 and 4000 BC. Building up a settlement called El-Badari in Asyut. The Hōr pushed their way through the ranks of wealth and power, turning out to be one of the main reasons for the tribe’s growth. Soon enough they were regarded as royalty among the people. The tribe stretched and grew into around 40 settlements surrounding the Nile in a concentrated area.

The Bennu started looking towards expanding further to gain more power. So in 4000 BC, part of the royal family broke off with a decent sized group of their community moving out into Upper Egypt to try and rally more tribes behind them. Instead of pulling these new tribes together though, the thought of having power and prestige of their own got to their heads. The Hōr had split and now had ties to both the Badari culture and the Amratian tribes. After 4000 BC, the Amratian tribe picked up speed and surpassed the declining Badari tribe. Most of the royal family still with the Badari swiftly migrated to join the growing group. Some however, went down with the ship, so to speak. The new settlement was named El-Amra and was located just south of their old home. One of the main reasons their new tribe is said to have flourished while the others fell was because of a trade route to the south becoming established. Innovative ideas also stemmed out of the Amratian allowing them to vie for more power and wealth.

During 3500 BC the tribe was renamed, after one of their more tyrannical leaders was murdered by the royal family, specifically his brother. This opened up the seat for someone more worthy of loyalty. The new name taken was the Gerzan tribe. Aside from some changes in the art and the lack of a harsh leader, life for the tribe remained largely the same.

A switch in leadership in 3200 BC brought in a new era not only for the Gerzan tribe but for all of Upper Egypt. Iry-Hor dreamt big and big is what he got. He ascended to the title Pharaoh, revered by not only his tribe but the entire region. His son Ka followed in his footsteps. Baring no male heir during his time, merely a single daughter caused problems as he grew closer to his death. Tribes were already trying to snake the throne from the family. The Bennu quickly started to prep Ka's brother for the throne, as well as for battle. The other tribes had far more time to plan though and when the time came; the Hōr family did not win out. Lucky for them they were not unseated completely as the royal family. During the fighting, the new southern born ruler, who took the moniker the Scorpion King instead of taking a royal name, caught fancy for Ka's daughter. He took her as his wife and she bore him a handful of children. Even with the uneasy tensions between the united families the pair was genuinely happy.

Being who they were though, the royal family searched for ways to get the power back into the hands of one of their male heirs. They enlisted some of their liege chiefs to seek out clean ways to assassinate the remaining males from the other half of the royal family. Over the course of twenty years the task was accomplished, leaving not only the Pharaoh infuriated but the Queen could feel that something was out of sorts. Instead of becoming tyrannical though, the Scorpion King turned his focus to his children. He also shifted focus to uniting Upper and Lower Egypt since Lower Egypt was his home.

Narmer, his first born and heir to the throne was brought up exceedingly well with both sides of his family practically begging and bribing him for his attention. When the Scorpion King finally passed on, Narmer was already beloved by many. He, like his father took on a moniker during his reign, calling himself Menes. With his father's family originating from Lower Egypt and the left over beginnings of the Scorpion King trying to unite Egypt, he dedicated his reign to doing just that. Narmer did just that bringing in the first dynasty in the process. Narmer's son, Hor-Aha took up the mantel after his father passed on. Hor-Aha is said to have one of the longest reigns of these first Pharaohs.

Still furious that the Pharaohs were not and would not carry their name and thus the bulk of their power, the Hōr set out to wipe the remainder of the Scorpion King's family, leaving only those carrying their blood. At the next switch in leadership the royal family was all but wiped out. Not able to let things lie, when the leadership passed again a plan was set in motion once again. Merneith, the Pharaoh Djet's sister was coerced into seducing and marrying Djet. Her ties to the Hōr magic were stronger than anyone could have hoped, even with mixed blood. Setting her to breed the next generation of leadership was done in hopes of gaining a worthy heir to their own line.

Den, Dejt and Merneith's firstborn son was indeed powerful and he even took the family name upon becoming Pharaoh. The choice was impart made because Djet died before Den was of age to take the throne and his mother Merneith stepped into a Queen Regent position. So his name change was more of a hat tip to his mother. Den brought about numerous innovations and prosperity to Egypt during his reign. He was one of the first to actually coin the title King of Lower- and Upper Egypt and the first to wear a double crown, colored both red and white. The duality of not only his crown, but the floor of his tomb was lost on many but not on the royal family. The red was to show his origins in their line while the white and black was an attestment to the family name he gave up. The introduction of numbering hieroglyphs also came to pass during his reign.

As Adjib, Den's son, fell further into failing health the royal family plotted a way to truly return their name to power. When he finally passed on the family presented a young man with claim to the throne, saying he was the child of Adjib. Truly, he was the product of incest within the Hōr family and would do perfectly to get them completely back to power. Without evidence against him, Semerkhet ascended to the throne. With his claim rocky, at best, he was questioned and challenged at every turn. In the end his reign was shorter than Adjib's, but he had already produced an heir prior to taking up the title of Pharaoh. With his complete lineage in the Hōr, all the challenges, quarrels, and disputes wore down on his control over his turbulent magic. His body slowly melted from the inside out.

Qa'a had a long reign as Pharaoh and upon its end, before his son Hotepsekhemwy could ascend, war broke out. Those that were unhappy with the royal family holding the seat of Pharaoh for so long banded together in an attempt to unseat them completely. They had success and the Hōr family was pushed from their seat of power. However, two Pharaohs, Sneferka and another by the moniker Horus Bird, vied for the throne. The two unseated and reseated each other a number of times before Hotepsekhemwy was able to step back in and push his way back into power. The new Pharaoh brought along with him the 2nd dynasty. During his reign, he brought renewed peace to Egypt right up until an earthquake hit the Bubastis area and thousands perished. Some in the royal family attribute this disaster to many of their failures to come. Hotepsekhemwy had one son during his reign, but instead of accepting the role of Pharaoh he stepped aside and Hotepsekhemwy's brother Raneb ascended to the throne.

Nynetjer took up rule after Raneb. He took large steps towards allowing women to fully assume the title of Pharaoh, but he never saw this come to any fruition. His reign was long, however the complex state administration drove him mad and is ultimately attributed to his death. As he fell ill he split Egypt once again, dividing it into Upper and Lower Egypt and giving each of his twin sons, Wadjenes and Weneg, a spot to rule. After his death they both ascended to the title Pharaoh, ruling as co-regents. The twins did not hold power for long and the leadership mantel passed to Seth-Peribsen and Senedj, further extended family of the Bennu, with the twins leaving much of the failing social and economical system to the new rulers. Not much was ever fixed though. Seth-Peribson fell ill and died not long into his reign. Sekhemib, his brother, ascended immediately after him, however he like the brother before him did not rule long. No one could be sure but it was disputed that someone or something had unsettled business with the Hōr family. Some however, looked to the more recent disaster as having shaken up their luck and power. Again the mantel passed though, this time falling on the shoulders of Aaka, another brother in line.

While the throne and title rotated around in the Upper region and the royal family fought to keep someone of their blood in power, a ruler in Lower Egypt begun rising to power. Soon enough he pushed his way into Upper Egypt and swiftly unseated the Hōr family completely. Dynastys rose and fell and the Bennu, was left to fight to keep their title or at least stay closer to it. It wasn't until the fourth dynasty that the family, with the help of their lieges that through turbulent times stood faithfully beside them, sat securely on top. They were again tested for the title of Pharaoh marking the end of a dynasty, only to come out on top at the beginning of the fifth dynasty with a new ruler, Userkaf. Shar, Userkaf's son lifted to the throne next and during his reign Egypt saw a huge boom in trade. He was also known for his military strength, fighting against Libyans and the Western Desert. The unrest and warfare continued and when Unas took the throne he was wrapped up too far in all of that to create an heir. Unas saw the end of the fifth dynasty.

Once again the Bennu was left scrambling to keep their power seat as new vies for the throne came into the fold. Teti was the one to ascend the throne in the end, one of the lieges under the Hōr family. He took Unas daughter, Iput, as his wife, so the bloodline though not held by a male still held the throne and because of this the family allowed him to rule without incident from them. Teti's reign was still short lived before his bodyguards turned on him, murdering him. This allowed for Userkare to usurp the throne. Pepi, Userkare's eldest brother didn't let him sit in that seat for long though. He rallied the most powerful people in Egypt, the Hōr family included in those, to help him put the usurper down. Pepi was known for aggressive expansion but also the growing power of nobility. He had loyal men fighting for him in far off countries.

The growth of the nomarchs eventually started tipping the scales away from the royal family and away from the ways of the Old Kingdom. Two kings later and the liege family still held the throne, Pepi II saw an even sharper decline of the Old Kingdom, as the power of the nomarchs grew and the power of the Pharaohs died. With dwindling central power, local nobles, aside from those still faithful to the Hōr, begun raiding one another. Pepi II's son, Merenre II saw the demise of the Old Kingdom ruling only a year and a month in the first part of the 22nd century BC. With the royal families on the outs, the Hōr family was scrambling for how to handle things, how to get them back in their favor. To avoid raiding, the Bennu traveled to Memphis, holding capital over them as they sat various different Pharaoh Rulers.

Life for the Hōr family from 2181 - 2055 BC, was stilting not only for them but for their whole tribe. They couldn't get a ruler settled into a seat of power. Rumors spread of a curse placed over them, some say by the earthquake centuries ago. During the tenth dynasty the family was finally able to sit themselves back into a power position, albeit much weaker than they would have liked. Even with the weaker status, being able to gain any power sent a high through the lot of the tribe and they got cocky. As the Middle Kingdom period started they battled it out with the Theban, eleventh dynasty rulers. Ultimately losing out to them, they had to watch as Mentuhotep ascended the throne. During his reign, he launched a spiteful attack on the Bennu's new home, Herakleopolis, decimating not only their numbers but the cities in general. Those that survived ran and some even stopped using their true name, essentially becoming nomads. They licked their wounds and struggled to continue their line for a time as they lay in wait to grab at another station of power. They watched every manner of leader roll through, aggressive, peaceful, tyrannical, etc. keeping to the shadows as they honed their craft once again and avoided the growing armies of the region. They also saw the total disintegration of the Egyptian unity.

In 1503 BC, they finally had their chance again. Ahmose, the sister to the family heir at the time, sparked king Thutmose I's interest when he spied her on one of his trips. The two couldn't be split apart and shortly after he took her as a wife, giving her titles upon titles, most she didn't even have right to. She also bore him children, one of which was Hatshepsut, the longest reigning female of the indigenous Egyptian dynasty. Hatshepsut held her father's name but her blood coursed with the Hōr magic. Some say it is what helped her carry her reign for so long. With women taking up stations of power now, the tribe tried a different tactic. They sent their daughters out into the world and being the beauty's they were princes and nobles alike snatched them up like candy. Instead of vying for top powers the Bennu spread themselves and became advisors and higher officials, very few rose to the king position. Essentially, they flooded the nobility with their blood, coming together in secret to help move things in their way from their respective seats of authority and to hold celebrations and rites for the children.

In 619 AD, as the rule was once again shifting to another outside power, having been conquered so many times before, the Bennu fled Egypt completely. They very swiftly acclimated themselves into a mainly nomadic lifestyle. They thrived even as they remained majorly under the radar of those that would threaten them.

In 768 AD, the head of the Bennu collapsed and fell comatose for a stint. Upon waking, he gathered his tribe and telling only those within the upper circle where they were going and why, they headed west further into the desert. They left not only their life behind, but some of their blood that either wished to remain or were asked to. By 770 AD, their craft began to falter, the war had begun and later that year they reached the coast.

Stuck on the coast, building boats is what the tribe was doing when the first wave of darkness swarmed them. Some of their boats were swept to sea; some were set fire by accident by their kinsmen. A small fraction of their warriors lured the corrupted foes away from their main base, causing them to give chase down the coast line. They had no plan of return, only a plan of making martyrs of themselves and distracting attention away from where the ships were being built. They were successful and before the dark forces could figure it out and return, many of the tribe was at sea.

Those left ashore continued to build the boats needed to follow after. With more waves of foe though, they continually had to get crafty in ways of strategic distraction. More warriors were lost as martyrs; some were lost as they fled. Even those that did make it into ships and out to sea were not always safe. They were hunted. By trade they were not the most skilled seamen, so even without having to battle those after them some of their numbers were either lost in storms or got lost at sea.

One night a storm kicked up and it kicked hard. The storm, however, was the least of their worries. The tribe was swarmed, each and every little bundle of them that had taken off from the coast. They were surrounded with foes in the waters and foes in the air. The next morning few remained alive, though more had died by their own hand than not, as the magic became more and more unreliable. Many had used their gifts to fight those attacking them and many a times the gifts had backfired before harming those it was supposed to.

Waves and waves of attackers plagued those remaining, many held their own though choosing to not fight with magic by normal means. It was 797 AD by the time the first of their group finally ran ashore, the others soon followed. The tribe had lost many in the travel though, and sat at 1/3 what they started with, those that did make it still made up sizable amount.

Still licking their wounds they fought passionately beside those that were already there. Their passion stemmed from the only way they could see to honor those that had died at sea and back on the coast. With this gusto, they fought without breaks, they fought without sleep. Many crossed the short distance from the islands to the mainland and took out encampments as they slept. They were ruthless and so were their untamed-able gifts. Their magic was stronger than before, however with this strength came less and less control over what it did.

In 835 AD, the Bennu watched the tribes one by one kneel down and pledge loyalty to the Ulfrnson family and their tribe. Seeing this did not bring them to see this leader of leaders as their king. Many among them were loud in their thoughts of being under others ruling for so long. They rebelled against the idea of pledging allegiance to this new king without much in return. As the year came close to its end though, the Hōr saw no other choice. They were outsiders on the island; many of the tribes around them merely saw them as mindless bloodthirsty warriors. Many times they were left out of strategies, forced to work alone. Finally, the tribe as a whole marched to see the king, kneeling down as one in front of him and pledging their allegiance. Standing now, with the other tribes as a united front they felt powerful.

Their magic remains unpredictable and dangerous to their allies and to themselves, even as they all stood as one. There were times where in battle the magic would backfire, killing not only the user of it but his allies around him. This flippant use of magic did not gain them any favors from the other tribes. In many ways, they could tell that the others looked down on them, seeing them as little more than fodder in battle. Some tribes were open with them about their feelings, especially if people from their tribes had lost their lives because of one of the members of Bennu.

When the king died, they took their chance. However, they weren't the only ones to have their leader step up as a possible king, they were the first though. The tensions that had been bubbling just under the surface, all of the problems between tribes, they slowly but surely started to leak out and poison the tentative bond that had been formed. The Hōr family wanted power, they wanted the others to see them as more and so fighting broke out. Instead of fighting the enemy, the tribes had turned on one another.

In the blink of an eye, the fighting had turned to mourning. Over the course of four days, 2/3 of the entire population was lost in the span of four days. Many of the Bennu tribesmen were lost in the attacks, among these deaths though was their leader. The leaders that had once fought each other were all murdered in their sleep. As many tribes dropped arms to mourn their dead, the Bennu did the opposite. In honor of their dead they lashed out at anything walking that they had no allegiance to. More than not the men would break into groups of two or three and infiltrate camps, they would hardly return from these trips though. There were still few in the ranks that saw this as everyone else's fault. To them, if no one had contested their leadership, this would never have happened. Because of this, their fury did not only face their collective foes, but it faced the other tribes still.

Before the infighting could flare to life yet again, a young Ulfrnson stepped in. He ordered those inclined to fight their allies, to stand down or be put to the sword. The fury in the tribe snuffed out as many had come to value their lives, a few did not stand down though and indeed they were struck down in front of many. The young boy stood by his word with a sort of power way beyond his years. Those that still held a flame of resentment were further soothed by the new king. He was far more charming than his predecessor, his wit not match by many.

The Bennu tribe before long laid their weapons down and renewed their oaths to the Ulfrnson family and their tribe, as did the other tribes; the young kings way with words putting the devastating loss of life into prospective for many of them. In 851 AD they joined the other tribes in unity rituals, facing their weapons back towards their foes, the fought with more drive than before. Those brave enough to tap into their powers, did so with more ease than previous tries. This only gave them more of an appetite for battle, though they had some control back warriors still lost their lives to their magic misfiring.

As they tribes of light started gaining ground against the dark forces, the Bennu took advantage of any weakness in their ranks that they could spot. The fighting became easier and easier as the power of the island slowly began to seep into them. With every bit of connection gained to the land they fought for, a step towards control was taken. With victory just on the cusp, many of their warriors went back to their routine of neither sleeping nor eating, they only saw war.

In 870 AD, they finally saw victory and the last forces of darkness were either pushed from the realm of man or they were cursed to it and became something locked between the triumph of the light and the darkness that had persuaded them. As they finally set down arms many of their warriors either passed out or died from exhaustion. Those that remained though were blessed with weighted abilities in the element they held most dear, fire. The Hōr family being the head of the tribe and the truest to their magic received a gift directly from Freyja, a gift of the purest, strongest form of their element. It flowed through their veins and into their bloodlines, but it also connected them and their magic to an artifact.

This gift did not come without cost though. The cost was to be from all the tribes. A child would be born with Freyja's sight along with many other gifts and would be taken from their family to study the art of Siedr. This child could come from any tribe, from any family. They were not the first tribe chosen but they did bring gifts and offerings to the family that was. The land thrummed with a power that could not be matched and those present were henceforth entrusted to nature and protect the magic within the land and throughout the world. The formation of The Tribunal shortly after the war helped them accomplish this.

Lacking heavily in numbers the Bennu stuck around Bohemia, lending a hand where they could to build up a life for those that wished to stay more permanently. They took their time relaxing and practicing their skills whilst growing their tribe. Though it was not anything like it used to be, the Bennu felt more powerful than ever and that was all they could ask for. The other tribes no longer feared them, or looked down on them. They stood as equals to everyone, even the young king to some extents, whom they had come to respect.

In 1000 AD, they finally took to the sea to and were homeward bound. Some chose to stay in Bohemia to make it a more permanent home. The trip back was not nearly as rough, though they had their fair share of seasickness and getting turned around in storms. Unlike before, the group did not come ashore where they had taken off. Instead they sailed through what is today called the strait of Gibraltar and straight over to Egypt. What they found though was their once beloved homeland ruled by foreigners once again. The Arabs sat in power, though they called themselves the Fatimid Caliphate.

Naturally, this did not sit well with the Bennu tribe. Their heritage was dying out in their eyes and they weren't the only ones to think this. Instead of leaders from certain bloodlines, anyone with enough merit could sit at the head of government. Some in their ranks did take this opportunity to weasel themselves into the good graces of the higher ups. In no time, many of those that did this would sit within the government. There were those in the tribe that couldn't stand the new ways though. This lead to the formation of an underground rebellion that advocated a Egyptian be seated back into power. Even with their own kin among those they opposed they stood their ground. In the war torn country though, they did not find many supporters. Those they did find were far closer to criminals than upstanding citizens. Very quickly, the acts against those in leadership became violent. Some of their efforts even caught innocent Egyptian civilians in the mix.

Under the ruling of the Fatimid Caliphate, one of the most significant features was the freedom of thought and reason extended to the people. This was the main reason that the drastic actions from the tribe went unnoticed. However, in 1020 AD, the Bennu took advantage of the riots some of the other ethnic groups had started. They floated in and out of the riots causing as much damage as they could without being noticed. They kept this up until 1072 AD when a larger force of military was brought in to swat the upset down.

Spurned that their kinsmen in the government did not tell them of the counterattack, the Bennu fell into the shadows. Those that decided to stay in the government were essentially exiled. With an extra militant hand squashing any further rebellion, the families, the Hōr family included, took to the merchant lifestyle, sailing back to Bohemia far more regularly. They began making and trading intricate glassware and jewelry. From their shops, they watched the fall of the government and the clawing to power of yet another leader unfit in the eyes of the Bennu. More significant though in this fall, was that the kinsmen that had chosen power over the family and their heritage, they all one by one slowly made their way back to the tribe. Even those among the exiled from the Hōr family were forced into a temporary slavery to the families to make up for their choices.

With the rise of the new power the family stood divided on how to acquire what many of them craved. Half wished to remain in the artisan life they had begun to build. The other half wished to join the military and find glory in battle. It wasn't long before both plans were enacted. Those that lived the more freeing artisan lifestyle, found themselves creating jewelry reminiscent of the old dynasties. Their glassware was much the same, many designs that spoke to their heritage. Those that chose the more militant lifestyle rose through the ranks quickly and became generals and commanders.

By the next invasion and grab at leadership, the artisan tribesmen had risen to a sort of power that is only now in modern times being really realized, the power of business and goods. The Bennu did however take a hit to their population once again. Many of the men and women that had chose war had gone out in a blaze of glory. As the fighting got worse, the tribe took the next steps to build their business empire. Leaving only enough to continue their presence and business in Egypt, the rest of the tribe set out, by way of the Rea Sea, to find lands to trade in.

Having old relations, during their reign as Pharaoh, with what used to be known as Punt. The group travelled down to modern day Eritrea. Setting up shop, they spread their wings throughout the area rather quickly. They integrated their crafted goods easily into the region’s economy, while also picking up on the new styles around them. Slowly but surely the Bennu became a powerful force among not only the merchant class but everyone. Their interests always looking towards ways to gain more, to be more, they found their way into the black market and under belly of the area. On the outside, much of their new dealings went unseen. Those that worked with them were smart enough to not say a word about it, since it was to both parties best interest.

As the region continue through its own problems like change in leadership and invasions, the Bennu had created such a vast wealth, power, and influential reach that not much could unseat them in their new found glory. They sat pretty in Eritrea for centuries. As they gained power and confidence in their establishment they pushed for more. Never able to really hang onto anything substantial throughout the rest of Africa, they found their way back up into Egypt. With a whole new tactic, they very swiftly took over the underbelly of their once home.

With help from their growing network, they soon pushed for more yet again. In 1811, a handful of the Bennu stationed in Egypt caught wind of the possible war. They took the chance to weasel their way into another region. As Muhammad Ali, dispatched the first troops the Bennu took advantage of the disruption this caused on Egypt, Saudi Arabia, and the Middle East. By the end of the war, the clan had effectively set down roots, expanding their underground network that much more.

Within the Bennu clan, there were some members that sat themselves into the governments of the various regions. Most did this to remain a major player in the underworld and one step ahead of law enforcement, but some also grabbed for these seats for their own personal gain. These seats were not always easy to hold onto, but those that could, sat through changes in leadership and ways of life. This not only helped them, but much of the time this helped the Bennu as a whole. It wasn’t until 1952 that those in Egypt had a bit of a shaky time. When the last king of Egypt fled into exile it left the Bennu kinsmen nervous. Sheer will carried them securely into the new age.

This rocky period led to some unfortunate decisions that left the clan as a whole in the dog house with the rest of the families. During one of the celebrations that followed, a band of young Mustafa men, including their heir, got in their head that they would push for the power they wanted within the Tribunal instead of the real world. The Mustafa heir began to cozy up to the Espinosa heir’s sister in hopes of uniting the families, strengthening their own power and unseating the Silverwebs.

Over the course of the weeklong celebration the young man courted the Espinosa girl with gifts and showing off. His showing off took a turn for the worse as the duo was found by her family. The girl’s family had overheard one of the boy’s brothers jesting about their plans. Without thought they fixed to put an end to the charade. In the chaos, the Mustafa lost control of his emotions and his powers, killing not only the girl he had been courting but three of her family members as well. He was lucky enough to survive, though the fate that awaited him in his and his family’s eyes was far worse. The Tribunal decreed he be stripped of his powers, never able to access them again. Though the Mustafa family agreed something needed to be done for the actions that transpired, most were against this ruling. With over half the other families irate with their young, they could only sit back and watch their prized heir be taken from them.

The group left Bohemia, not returning per usual for almost a year; before they returned though they tried to make it right with the Espinosa family as best they could. Out of respect, the Bennu never fully brought their almost mafia like trade and lifestyle back to Bohemia. They glimpsed what would come of that on accident and didn’t wish to see it happen on purpose yet again. They assimilated easily back into the Tribunal and Bohemia. The other families though unhappy with them, knew to be whole they needed them. The past events didn’t stop them from poking bears, so to speak. The loss of their heir didn’t change who they were; they had always been the trouble makers of the bunch and that wasn’t about to change, it just became far more quiet and calculated.

Those among the families savvy enough to look in the right places knew the true nature of the Mustafa’s main business. Without cause for concern that they were endangering the nature of the veil, the Tribunal largely sat back from the whole deal, leaving their life choices up to them. Though mafia like in nature, very few of the Mustafa or their lieges were ever the hands or muscle of the operation. This allowed them fairly clean conscious and hands, when the government or law enforcement did indeed get involved. Of course this means that they employ the mundane, but the lot they employ never know anything past the veil and that is how they like it.