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The Eastern Wastes

Along the frigid coast of the North Sea, where the Gose River drains out from the mountains, sit the Eastern Wastes. Centered around the ruins of Demenian, a city that the Storm Mother all but wiped from the land in her wrath, are small villages and roving bands of Maetah and mixed blooded people left to the wilderness. While not as barren as the Plaguelands of the west, the xenophobia of the inhabitants can be just as dangerous. During the height of the Chlendi Empire, their fear of a return of the grey plague led them to migrate disease populations (no matter how minor) to work camps in the peninsula by Demenian. As the bureaucracy spread, political enemies and undesirables joined the populace. As the Chlendi might waned, the villages of the Eastern Wastes were left to their own direction and communication with the cities of (now) Argaevaligne and the Minkush River Valley ended. The villages became isolated and inbred, and some joined the Kuzak mountain tribes, a Heteri people t...

Miscellaneous Customs of Uod

* To seal a deal, a Heteri will spit into the dirt and grind or stamp his foot at the spot. * People of Eskla communities grab a stone or hand full of soil or grass as shake it in the air as a curse. * In Heteri towns, the sounds of arrhythmic drumming means a funeral procession has started. * In regions along the Red Coast (Balancont, Vennosat) small octopi are the traditional entree at weddings and celebrations. They are a gift from the Storm Mother. * Maetah peoples and those raised in rural regions of Argaevaligne will rub their face and arms with fertile soil to ward of curses and dispel enchantments. * If you soak the silou fish in a bath of brine and vinegar for a moon, it will produce a mildly hallucinogenic beverage. * In Heteri lands, the colour blue is used to fend off demons. During periods of disaster, plague, or death, people will wear masks, hats, and scarves of blue cloth. Newborn babies are wrapping in blue blankets. * As a sign of shame, wrongdoing, or as punishmen...

If you were raised Maetah...

Finally some updates. Too much distractions from life, Sabbats, and elks. More to come. http://sites.google.com/site/worldofuod/Home/Species/Cultures/raised-maetah

Asklor, former capitol of the Chlendi

Before the Eschlatli union with the Maetah peoples, Asklor was the capitol of the Chendi. Located at the base of the western mountains, the city was originally a mining community just south of the swamps founded by Qod Lilotle, Clan of the Violet Glory. Asklor once held the culture's great scholarly institutions, home to schools of sorcery as well as the National Observatory for the Clan of the Blue Moon, who traditionally headed the Astrologer's Guild. The city was built far from waterways or exiting communities to mine a deposit of the sacred amberite, which was dug out from beneath the city itself, within it's towering walls. During the Mindat incursions the capitol was moved to Minkaraph to assist in military planning. Although the city is now only sparsely populated, mining continues to this day.

The Way of Flesh

Dispersed cohort of mystics who believe the way to truth, understanding, and immortality is through the consumption of human flesh and organ. Often mistaken (or coinciding!) for rumoured cults of true ghuls that lurk beneath the oldest cities the the Rhiat. The Becoming: There are two doors to the Way of the Flesh: being born again and communion. Those that are born again are termed the anpiscis. The rebirth is the process of death. When one dies from ghuls feeding, it is likely they will be born again. It is a painful and traumatic process. It is never desired by the victim, and rarely intended by the Ghul. The process takes seven days after the victims death, the victim becomes cognizent, but can not act, move, or speak. Thus the new anpiscis will often awaken in a morgue, during funerary preparation, or during the funeral. The most traumatic can be when the awakening comes after the burial. Many anpisci lose their sanity from the awakening and claw or chew themselves to oblivion, ev...

Favod the Younger

A lifelong native of Imphomonee, Favod the Younger was the most sought after artist of the previous century. His father, Favod the Elder, was a sculptor of middling talent who kept the family well off with statuary for the Eskla nobles of the city. In an attempt to woo the heart of a crushed dame, Favod the Younger first attempted the arts by creating a deathmask of the girl's fallen brother. The magnificent construction won him the favour of the girl and her whole family, and soon Favod the Younger was the famous artist of the city. Due to the nature of his work, wealthy families would transport him in advance of the demise of fading relatives and keep him in Opulent surroundings. Pieces of his work exists in mansions and museums all along the Minkush River Valley, and his success enable Favod to purchase an immense structure overlooking the falls in Imphomonee. For a few years, it became fashionable to hold masked balls where the courtiers would were faux-deathmasks of thems...

Viljimil and His Hierarchy

Viljimil (Clan of the Mottled Bull) is known throughout magical lodges as circumspect and devoted scholar who created the most detailed account (Viljimil's Hierarchy) of known spirits and tales of daemonology. But as a budding sorcerer, he was quickly found to be lacking the willpower to command certain orders of Chlendi spirits and instead devoted himself to more scholarly pursuits. He spent the majority of his adult life travelling throughout the Rhiat, taking notes and collect true names from other dweomercrafters, whether they were Heteri shamans, Mindat theurges, or the local herbalist from a pocket community of Chlendi. Viljimil was well into middle age when he finally returned to Asklor to compose the text itself. He enlisted a team of nog servants to attend to his needs, organize texts and keep him supplied. As a result, scholar today argue whether the taxonomical decisions on Heteri beast forms were Viljimil's actual intent, or is pages were taken by his chef to wr...