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The Manta
The Manta are a race of larger, carnivorous mantid-folk renowned for their gentle ways in times of peace, and their ferocity in times of trouble. Standing tall on four hindlegs, they tend to tower over most other races by one or two heads: an already intimidating sight, and only more so when one considers the two natural blades at the ends of their arms. However, unless one is looking for trouble, they will find none from one of these gentle giants. The Manta’s culture is one of peace and kindness, living as solemn monks high up in their monasteries, scattered throughout some of the more remote places in the land.
Unlike some of the other nations across the land, the Manta do not have a Queen who mothers all the nation’s hatchlings. Instead, any member of the race may have children with any other of the opposite sex. This is usually only done out of obligation for the preservation of their people, but there are some occasions where a mating couple do so out of strong attachment towards each other. This is not frowned upon in the culture, and is something to rather be celebrated, as many Manta find it difficult to stay in one place and with a partner for long periods of time, let alone stay together to raise their offspring. Brood hatchlings, when not parented by their born parents, are trained by the monks of whichever Monastery they were conceived at.
These Monasteries tend to be in high-up places, as part of the function of the structure is to observe the stars in their observatories where the monks chart the skies, and interpret prophecy in the movements of the heavens. Below this observatory, there are often several chambers for meditation, followed below by combat chambers, and below that being living quarters. The temple chambers will usually be placed outside of the main structural area of the monastery. While some other nations may be easy to find by the bustling noise of civilization alone, one may find it difficult to do so when seeking out a Manta Monastery, as a common mantra of these people is; “It is better to know when to be silent than to not know when to speak.”
The life of the average Manta is quite simple, and often tied to introspection, philosophy, and traveling from Monastery to Monastery to learn wisdom from each of the Monastery Masters. These pilgrimages are a common occurrence, and no individual usually remains at a single Monastery for more than a year or two. While staying at a Monastery, the Manta practice a martial art they invented to defend themselves against would-be assailants, and practice it often. With every individual proficient in hand-to-hand combat, one will rarely find a Manta wielding anything but their fists, although there are some of these monks that carry long walking staffs with them in their travels.
While the Manta may not be a particularly industrious people, they do provide two services to the neighboring nations. The first of these services is the weaving of plant fiber cloth, and when the material is available, silk cloth. These linens are made specifically for the priesthood for each nation. They send out this export without expectation for reciprocity, as this part of their culture is a supplemental extension of the religion, and see gain from this service as vanity. The other service they provide is to act as bodyguards for dignitaries traveling between cities. They do this without thought of gain, but will usually accept meals and shelter during the trip as payment enough for the service.
The only true export to exit out of a Manta Monastery would be Phi wine. As legend tells, the Manta are the originators of the method for the making of Phi wine, which they passed onto the Tof people when all nations resided in the shade of the Mother Tree. While the Fora have kept the tradition of making this delicacy, even after the schism in their lineage, their method changed in some ways, producing a vintage of the wine which many consider inferior to that of the Manta.
However, their most compelling contribution toward Sektan society at large would undoubtedly be their calendar, as their observations and charting of the cosmos led them to understanding the cyclical nature of the heavens and their relationship to the cycle of the seasons.
While the culture of the Manta is one of peace and compassion, the Manta themselves are still carnivorous, and must trade for or hunt lesser species for their food. There are, however, no ceremonial ties to the hunt, as it is purely for survival, and the Manta see the relishing of a kill to be vanity, and an unnecessary celebration for the necessity of a death. The Manta also rarely store up food, as one only eats that which they need for sustenance, and no more. A common mantra among them in regards to this attitude is; “I store my excess in the belly of another.”
Monastery Master
The Master is the chief spiritual advisor and spokesperson for a Monastery. This role and position is appointed to an individual among the five Elders who demonstrate their personal variation of traditional combat skills to be the most efficient and effective, and only among those Elders who the Monastery’s Monks believe to be the most wise. However, to be a Master is not to be above another. In fact, it is the opposite. To be a Master is to serve, support, and teach all others, who the Master sees as above his or herself.
Elders
Serving in the religious role as given in the doctrine of the Mother Tree, the five Elders act as advisors, confidants, and assistants to the Master, in similitude to the function of a Queen’s council. The Elders tend to cycle in their duties and presidings over different parts of the Monastery so as to keep themselves well-rounded and in touch with all aspects of their culture and their Monks and Students. Each Elder develops a personal and unique form or variation of the Manta’s martial arts, and teaches these to their students to evolve and develop it further into the next generations. One Elder is set apart from the others to act as the Monastery’s Record Keeper, who will often keep an assistant Monk with him for this endeavor. This assistant will also often become a new Elder when a vacancy has need to be filled.
Monks
Filling the same role as the Priests in the orthodox doctrine, Monks tend to the sick and dying, officiate in brood blessings and sacrifices, and all other priestly duties. These Manta are set apart by their talent in combat mastery and for their thoughtfulness towards others. Additionally, they are often sent out to hunt for food for the rest of the Monastery. This is considered by many to be the highest honor one can have; to care for another in need. For the most part, Monks do not leave their Monastery after having been set apart until the Elder or Master who set them apart has passed away, after which they may choose to leave for another Monastery or stay and continue in their normal duties.
Students
To hold a role as a student has little to no responsibility except to observe and practice what they are taught, and to help with menial chores throughout the Monastery. The student is not bound, however, to any particular Monastery, and may travel freely to where they believe they can learn to overcome that which prevents them from achieving personal wholeness.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Unlike some of the other nations across the land, the Manta do not have a Queen who mothers all the nation’s hatchlings. Instead, any member of the race may have children with any other of the opposite sex. This is usually only done out of obligation for the preservation of their people, but there are some occasions where a mating couple do so out of strong attachment towards each other. This is not frowned upon in the culture, and is something to rather be celebrated, as many Manta find it difficult to stay in one place and with a partner for long periods of time, let alone stay together to raise their offspring. Brood hatchlings, when not parented by their born parents, are trained by the monks of whichever Monastery they were conceived at.
These Monasteries tend to be in high-up places, as part of the function of the structure is to observe the stars in their observatories where the monks chart the skies, and interpret prophecy in the movements of the heavens. Below this observatory, there are often several chambers for meditation, followed below by combat chambers, and below that being living quarters. The temple chambers will usually be placed outside of the main structural area of the monastery. While some other nations may be easy to find by the bustling noise of civilization alone, one may find it difficult to do so when seeking out a Manta Monastery, as a common mantra of these people is; “It is better to know when to be silent than to not know when to speak.”
The life of the average Manta is quite simple, and often tied to introspection, philosophy, and traveling from Monastery to Monastery to learn wisdom from each of the Monastery Masters. These pilgrimages are a common occurrence, and no individual usually remains at a single Monastery for more than a year or two. While staying at a Monastery, the Manta practice a martial art they invented to defend themselves against would-be assailants, and practice it often. With every individual proficient in hand-to-hand combat, one will rarely find a Manta wielding anything but their fists, although there are some of these monks that carry long walking staffs with them in their travels.
While the Manta may not be a particularly industrious people, they do provide two services to the neighboring nations. The first of these services is the weaving of plant fiber cloth, and when the material is available, silk cloth. These linens are made specifically for the priesthood for each nation. They send out this export without expectation for reciprocity, as this part of their culture is a supplemental extension of the religion, and see gain from this service as vanity. The other service they provide is to act as bodyguards for dignitaries traveling between cities. They do this without thought of gain, but will usually accept meals and shelter during the trip as payment enough for the service.
The only true export to exit out of a Manta Monastery would be Phi wine. As legend tells, the Manta are the originators of the method for the making of Phi wine, which they passed onto the Tof people when all nations resided in the shade of the Mother Tree. While the Fora have kept the tradition of making this delicacy, even after the schism in their lineage, their method changed in some ways, producing a vintage of the wine which many consider inferior to that of the Manta.
However, their most compelling contribution toward Sektan society at large would undoubtedly be their calendar, as their observations and charting of the cosmos led them to understanding the cyclical nature of the heavens and their relationship to the cycle of the seasons.
While the culture of the Manta is one of peace and compassion, the Manta themselves are still carnivorous, and must trade for or hunt lesser species for their food. There are, however, no ceremonial ties to the hunt, as it is purely for survival, and the Manta see the relishing of a kill to be vanity, and an unnecessary celebration for the necessity of a death. The Manta also rarely store up food, as one only eats that which they need for sustenance, and no more. A common mantra among them in regards to this attitude is; “I store my excess in the belly of another.”
Monastery Master
The Master is the chief spiritual advisor and spokesperson for a Monastery. This role and position is appointed to an individual among the five Elders who demonstrate their personal variation of traditional combat skills to be the most efficient and effective, and only among those Elders who the Monastery’s Monks believe to be the most wise. However, to be a Master is not to be above another. In fact, it is the opposite. To be a Master is to serve, support, and teach all others, who the Master sees as above his or herself.
Elders
Serving in the religious role as given in the doctrine of the Mother Tree, the five Elders act as advisors, confidants, and assistants to the Master, in similitude to the function of a Queen’s council. The Elders tend to cycle in their duties and presidings over different parts of the Monastery so as to keep themselves well-rounded and in touch with all aspects of their culture and their Monks and Students. Each Elder develops a personal and unique form or variation of the Manta’s martial arts, and teaches these to their students to evolve and develop it further into the next generations. One Elder is set apart from the others to act as the Monastery’s Record Keeper, who will often keep an assistant Monk with him for this endeavor. This assistant will also often become a new Elder when a vacancy has need to be filled.
Monks
Filling the same role as the Priests in the orthodox doctrine, Monks tend to the sick and dying, officiate in brood blessings and sacrifices, and all other priestly duties. These Manta are set apart by their talent in combat mastery and for their thoughtfulness towards others. Additionally, they are often sent out to hunt for food for the rest of the Monastery. This is considered by many to be the highest honor one can have; to care for another in need. For the most part, Monks do not leave their Monastery after having been set apart until the Elder or Master who set them apart has passed away, after which they may choose to leave for another Monastery or stay and continue in their normal duties.
Students
To hold a role as a student has little to no responsibility except to observe and practice what they are taught, and to help with menial chores throughout the Monastery. The student is not bound, however, to any particular Monastery, and may travel freely to where they believe they can learn to overcome that which prevents them from achieving personal wholeness.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
The Osim Apoi
The Osim do not adhere to traditional Apoi values, and in some ways, followed in their Hime cousin’s footsteps. After many generations of war, their ancient ancestors took to partaking of the same flowers that caused the Hime to produce only kings and queens. This socially shifted them away from creating hierarchical hives, and instead turned their focus towards creating stronger family units amongst themselves, resulting in an end to their people’s conquests for power and expansion.
To separate themselves even further from their ancient Apoi origins, they no longer produce honey of any sort, and instead spend their time tending to fields of wild berries and fruiting trees, feasting upon their nectars and fruits. Over many generations, this has led to their people creating small communes in the lands surrounding such fields and orchards.
A particular favorite of their produce, when they’re able to tend to it, is that of the blueberry, which they often use in cultural practices. It is said that, in their people’s early days, the mothers would paint themselves with the blueberry’s juices, turning their chitin blue, and their fur black. The fathers, on the other hand, used the fluid in the plant’s leaves to dye their chitin a shimmering bluish-green, being careful to leave their white fur untouched, and clean. These practices were used in similitude of the blueberry bush itself, displaying the equality of the sexes. The blueberry holds the seeds that create the new generation of plants, while the leaves absorb Es’ light, providing nutrients for the berries to flourish. Neither can live without the other, and so too do the Osim see this in each other; understanding their relationship and their need for each other. This is in stark contrast to almost every other clan of Apoi, where the Queen is the dominant ruler, and all others, male or female, are below her. Nowadays, their chitin does not need to be dyed, as after countless generations of the practice, they now hatch and grow naturally into these colors. In spite of that, they still perform the dyeing practice as a means to connect themselves with their ancestors.
However, their use of the blueberry is not only in ritual alone. They, themselves, also partake of it as a food source, and are willing to trade it to other nations, although they do not trade it for any kinds of goods out of necessity, as they grow and build everything they require. Instead, they trade for ornate things to decorate themselves, their homes, and their fields with. These kinds of ornate goods could be from any culture and be made from any material that they fancy in the trade. As such, many nations have found it very easy to keep good trade relations with the Osim, and respect their wishes for being as left alone as is possible.
Of course, this choice to leave them to their own devices would already be made easy given their natural proficiency for war and combat. Being about the same size as their Bombika cousins, and significantly larger than the Melif, in addition to their dark and painted appearances, they have not only the sight of intimidation, but the power and prowess to back it up. Indeed, these isolated peoples are the prime example of why it is better to be a warrior in a garden, and not a gardener in a war.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
To separate themselves even further from their ancient Apoi origins, they no longer produce honey of any sort, and instead spend their time tending to fields of wild berries and fruiting trees, feasting upon their nectars and fruits. Over many generations, this has led to their people creating small communes in the lands surrounding such fields and orchards.
A particular favorite of their produce, when they’re able to tend to it, is that of the blueberry, which they often use in cultural practices. It is said that, in their people’s early days, the mothers would paint themselves with the blueberry’s juices, turning their chitin blue, and their fur black. The fathers, on the other hand, used the fluid in the plant’s leaves to dye their chitin a shimmering bluish-green, being careful to leave their white fur untouched, and clean. These practices were used in similitude of the blueberry bush itself, displaying the equality of the sexes. The blueberry holds the seeds that create the new generation of plants, while the leaves absorb Es’ light, providing nutrients for the berries to flourish. Neither can live without the other, and so too do the Osim see this in each other; understanding their relationship and their need for each other. This is in stark contrast to almost every other clan of Apoi, where the Queen is the dominant ruler, and all others, male or female, are below her. Nowadays, their chitin does not need to be dyed, as after countless generations of the practice, they now hatch and grow naturally into these colors. In spite of that, they still perform the dyeing practice as a means to connect themselves with their ancestors.
However, their use of the blueberry is not only in ritual alone. They, themselves, also partake of it as a food source, and are willing to trade it to other nations, although they do not trade it for any kinds of goods out of necessity, as they grow and build everything they require. Instead, they trade for ornate things to decorate themselves, their homes, and their fields with. These kinds of ornate goods could be from any culture and be made from any material that they fancy in the trade. As such, many nations have found it very easy to keep good trade relations with the Osim, and respect their wishes for being as left alone as is possible.
Of course, this choice to leave them to their own devices would already be made easy given their natural proficiency for war and combat. Being about the same size as their Bombika cousins, and significantly larger than the Melif, in addition to their dark and painted appearances, they have not only the sight of intimidation, but the power and prowess to back it up. Indeed, these isolated peoples are the prime example of why it is better to be a warrior in a garden, and not a gardener in a war.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Ash & Smoke
When one feels weary and worn; when one feels sick or afflicted; when one feels the need to be realigned spiritually; the smoke sauna will cure what ails you. Smoke saunas can be found in most colonies and settlements, and are used in a variety of ways. In public saunas, they are often used to help wind down after a strenuous day of labor, burning sage and tobacco to calm and relax the mind and body.
However, temples tend to have two different kinds of saunas. The first, accessible to the public, are used to administer a variety of inhalant medicines to sick or plagued individuals, and administer plenty of water to cleanse their systems. These are well kept and sterilized to ensure that the illness dies then and there. The other temple sauna is used in religious ceremonies, and is exclusively closed to priestly use. Burning hallucinogenic, psychoactive, and mind-altering compound herbs, priests will use their time in the sauna to reflect upon what they see in their visions, and allow their altered state of mind to open them to receive messages and information passed to them from the Dream Lands.
The heat from these saunas tend to also be transferred into non-accessible tunnels dug with the express purpose of transporting heat to the rest of the colony’s structure, and eventually leading out to vents that allow the excess smoke to billow out.
For some, public sauna use has become not just a habit, but an addiction. The regular use of such substances lead some to require it to regularly function in their daily tasks, and some even go as far as to sleep in the saunas every day, forgoing and neglecting their places of residence. In some colonies, this causes something of an issue when the saunas are so packed that those who are truly in need of its restorative properties are unable to gain entry, and may have to wait many days before being able to feel the heat and smoke on their chitin.
It is very common, therefore, that sauna workers, who tend to the flame and herb at the heart of the sauna, also become addicted themselves. Were it not for a regular schedule to relieve them of duty, many would probably stay in the saunas for days, and would most likely suffocate from over-exposure to the smoke and ash. A sure sign of an addicted Sektan is muted and darkened color on their chitin, ash and resin residue stuck to the edges of their chitin plates, a musty scent about them, and a jitteriness in their movement when they must be outside the warm walls of the smoke sauna.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
However, temples tend to have two different kinds of saunas. The first, accessible to the public, are used to administer a variety of inhalant medicines to sick or plagued individuals, and administer plenty of water to cleanse their systems. These are well kept and sterilized to ensure that the illness dies then and there. The other temple sauna is used in religious ceremonies, and is exclusively closed to priestly use. Burning hallucinogenic, psychoactive, and mind-altering compound herbs, priests will use their time in the sauna to reflect upon what they see in their visions, and allow their altered state of mind to open them to receive messages and information passed to them from the Dream Lands.
The heat from these saunas tend to also be transferred into non-accessible tunnels dug with the express purpose of transporting heat to the rest of the colony’s structure, and eventually leading out to vents that allow the excess smoke to billow out.
For some, public sauna use has become not just a habit, but an addiction. The regular use of such substances lead some to require it to regularly function in their daily tasks, and some even go as far as to sleep in the saunas every day, forgoing and neglecting their places of residence. In some colonies, this causes something of an issue when the saunas are so packed that those who are truly in need of its restorative properties are unable to gain entry, and may have to wait many days before being able to feel the heat and smoke on their chitin.
It is very common, therefore, that sauna workers, who tend to the flame and herb at the heart of the sauna, also become addicted themselves. Were it not for a regular schedule to relieve them of duty, many would probably stay in the saunas for days, and would most likely suffocate from over-exposure to the smoke and ash. A sure sign of an addicted Sektan is muted and darkened color on their chitin, ash and resin residue stuck to the edges of their chitin plates, a musty scent about them, and a jitteriness in their movement when they must be outside the warm walls of the smoke sauna.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Sanguine Needles
The Fora Lin are renown for their proficiency in beast mastery. Yet even amidst the Kolo cattlemen and Fi ranchers, there are those more daring than others who seek to tame the stranger beast-kind. Mosek Shepherds spend most days outside the mountain, riding aloft their tamed Mosek as they follow their ancestral instincts to fresh blood. Though most find these beasts strange and even demonic, the Shepherd understands that they are mere animals, and are operating as Es intended them to.
An experienced Shepherd may even have such a relationship with their flock that they will share a portion of their blood harvest. Shepherds, therefore, usually will have a good trading relationship with the Het, as some of their more extreme alchemical magics require blood as an ingredient. Depending on the source of the blood, whether it be from a Gek or, on rare occasions, a Sorasal, the blood can be even more valuable, and can have different potencies and applications.
The most experienced of Mosek Shepherds carry a special staff, often crafted with parts of deceased Mosek and imbued with blood from their flock and augmented with the Shepherd’s own pheromones. The flock can recognize these scents from vast distances, and will come to the call of their Shepherd if they are within range of its signal. As a result, most flocks will follow their Shepherd’s general location, never wanting to stray too far from their master.
Because of the stigma around Mosek as a whole, these Shepherds tend to be outcasts, and usually live, sleep, and eat among their flocks. And while they will often be awkward of speech and socialization, they are not opposed to company and conversation, and welcome any visitor who would make the journey to see them.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
An experienced Shepherd may even have such a relationship with their flock that they will share a portion of their blood harvest. Shepherds, therefore, usually will have a good trading relationship with the Het, as some of their more extreme alchemical magics require blood as an ingredient. Depending on the source of the blood, whether it be from a Gek or, on rare occasions, a Sorasal, the blood can be even more valuable, and can have different potencies and applications.
The most experienced of Mosek Shepherds carry a special staff, often crafted with parts of deceased Mosek and imbued with blood from their flock and augmented with the Shepherd’s own pheromones. The flock can recognize these scents from vast distances, and will come to the call of their Shepherd if they are within range of its signal. As a result, most flocks will follow their Shepherd’s general location, never wanting to stray too far from their master.
Because of the stigma around Mosek as a whole, these Shepherds tend to be outcasts, and usually live, sleep, and eat among their flocks. And while they will often be awkward of speech and socialization, they are not opposed to company and conversation, and welcome any visitor who would make the journey to see them.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
The Queen's Guard
For a Valkir among the Apoi Melif, there is no greater honor than to be chosen as a member of the most elite of their ranks; A Queen’s Guard. Those selected for this role have displayed the highest commitment and skill in their combat, and a dedication to protecting not only the Hive, but the wellbeing of their Queen and colony. These elect are gifted with the Hive’s most treasured of artifacts: stinger weaponry. These weapons are crafted from the stingers of hence fallen Queens, and are held sacred to their Valkir’s forces. To lead one’s soldiers into battle wielding a stinger weapon is to lead with the spirit of Queens past.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Finding New Light
While the Sektan races are no stranger to fire and its utility for light and warmth, it is not an optimal light source to carry on one’s person. Instead, the ingenuity of the Fora shines through yet again, as their practices in domestication led them to the taming of the Ampi, whose abdomens illuminate with a natural chemical reaction. The Ampi are used not only for these chemical compounds, but also for food, as it is wasteful and disrespectful in most Sektan cultures to not use all parts of a tamed beast in its killing.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Zek's Gift
Although the races of Aoiama are distinct in their appearance and culture, they are united under a common religious framework surrounding their origins and deistic beliefs. Among the Sektan races, many of their deities are equal parts benevolent and flawed, largely representing the balance of different attributes a person or people can act upon. Zek is an example of what happens when these raw, emotional forces become unbalanced and unstable. Once known as Zek the Sanguine, the embodiment of passion, this charismatic and charming deity fell to the consequences of his own pursuit for glory. After being cast from the presence of the other eight members of the Sektan pantheon, he continued to antagonize the peoples of Aoiama through deception, illusion, and a silver tongue. Not long after the exodus of the Mother Tree, he came down to Aoiama in the form of a pale Het adorned in silken wings, and brought forth the great and terrifying races from the depths of the earth, which the Sektan peoples would come to call monsters. Among these monsters were the Arak, whom Zek, being awestruck by their elegance and form, bestowed upon them his silk and his magic.
Artwork by Charles Grueiro
Artwork by Charles Grueiro
Kolo Jousting
The domestication of beasts is a specialty among the Fora, especially Lin, whose favorite beast to tame are Kolo, as they are often used as beasts of burden, capable of hauling large shipments of goods for extended distances. However, there are some tribes who train them for sport, entering their mounts into the dangerous spectacle of Kolo jousting.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Twilight Temple
Off in the depths of the glass desert, a cathedral stands rooted at the base of an ancient tree. This tree and temple, situated in a deep valley, sits in twilight most hours of the day. It is here, that the Sikau people lay in slumber, each congregation for 9 years, awaiting the day when they awaken and their voices erupt in praises and singing for Es.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Wandering Merchant
Across all lands, anyone traversing the highways will commonly pass by a Mir, a friendly wandering merchant, exchanging wares and goods with anybody willing to trade.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Arcane Contraband
The wings of the Ro are a wonder to behold, as their patterns ebb and flow across their glistening and colorful surface. These imposing wings are an integral part of their people’s ability to cast spells, as their magic flows from the markings on their wings to their fingertips, allowing them to draw the sacred arcane sigils that compose and denote the specific spells they mean to cast. However, the wings also serve another function, which is that if a sigil is drawn, but not yet cast, the Ro mage may imprint the spell onto a blank area on their wings, allowing them to prepare and store a number of spells before they’re needed.
However, there are some who would take advantage of this secondary function, as it was discovered that once the spell is imprinted upon the wing, the spell can be cast by any individual, even those of races without inherent magical ability. This discovery has led to a black market for Ro wings that have been turned into spell scrolls. It is often considered an immoral act to purchase one of these spell scrolls, let alone to use them. However, for smaller adventuring parties with no mage to speak of and whose travels often take them into dangerous parts of the world, one may be able to justify their trade-off of morals for the sake of their own survival.
However, there are some who would take advantage of this secondary function, as it was discovered that once the spell is imprinted upon the wing, the spell can be cast by any individual, even those of races without inherent magical ability. This discovery has led to a black market for Ro wings that have been turned into spell scrolls. It is often considered an immoral act to purchase one of these spell scrolls, let alone to use them. However, for smaller adventuring parties with no mage to speak of and whose travels often take them into dangerous parts of the world, one may be able to justify their trade-off of morals for the sake of their own survival.
In Godly Favor
At the time when all peoples resided with the Mother Tree, magic was abundant among their Queenlines, passed from Queen to Princess for countless generations. Though some found new purposes and decidedly ended their Queenlines, therefore extinguishing magic among them, two nations still maintained their powers: The Tof and the Apoi. After many years of antagonization and quarrel between each other, they eventually traded serious blows, resulting in the first and only war fought at the Mother Tree.
Because of this, the Mother Tree took from them their magic, ceasing the conflict. Knowing she must act to better prepare her children for the future, she came to the humblest of her children, the Ra, and bestowed upon them all, Queen or not, the magic she had taken from the Apoi and Tof. But the magic lay latent inside them, and they were meant to earn it through trial. And so, she wrapped them in her leaves, pushing them through a trial of patience and pain, until they emerged winged with her leaves, and imbued with power and glory.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
Because of this, the Mother Tree took from them their magic, ceasing the conflict. Knowing she must act to better prepare her children for the future, she came to the humblest of her children, the Ra, and bestowed upon them all, Queen or not, the magic she had taken from the Apoi and Tof. But the magic lay latent inside them, and they were meant to earn it through trial. And so, she wrapped them in her leaves, pushing them through a trial of patience and pain, until they emerged winged with her leaves, and imbued with power and glory.
Artwork by Matt Griffith
