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'Dreams like the memories once borne on the wind'
'Dreams like the memories once borne on the wind'
Mother Death gave birth to both
Dreams and Nightmares
Soothsayer(s)
Spirit's Blood ;; This power can only be held by females (Normally), The tips of their fur become hollow. In order to house a strange substance, this substance glows when spirits are near by. The substance can be any color, and is considered by the tribe 'Spirit's Blood'. It holds the essence of demonic spirits, with this the user goes into a meditated state, where they are able to alter small things around them. While in this meditative state the user is very vulnerable and has very little to no control of the outcome of their practice. Most of the time they simply make the area around them or themselves a beacon for the dead, this opens up the very good possibility for the user to be harmed. The after effects of the ritual can be dangerous to the user too, perhaps life threatening if they state in their trance too long as it is very physically and mentally draining.
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Tribe has no official name yet.
PACK RANKS;;
Αα | ALPHAS : Houngan (Male) | Mambo (Female)
Ββ | HOUNSIS: Male | Female
Γγ | BOKOR/ BOKO : ONE WOLF
Κκ | Oneiros:
Ηη |PAINTERS :
Ππ |SINGERS :
Εε |DANCERS :
Ττ |SPIRIT WALKERS :
Θθ |SOCIETE :
Δδ | HEALERS :
Ρρ | PUPS :
Χχ | VISITORS :
(STILL UNDER CON AND MAY CHANGE)
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Customs;
-Before giving birth to a litter, the mother must go gather dirt that has or is housing the dead. Then she must lay the dirt on the floor of her den, symbolizing that even with new life Death is always near.
-Tribe members often wear the bones of the dead, be it other animals, or that of a dead family member. It is said that wearing the bones of a love one, is to bring peace. And honors the journey the deceased has embarked on, for Death isn't the end.
-After a loved one has died, the tribe will wait an entire year before holding a ceremony for them. The tribe believes that a certain part of the soul, which is part of the livings soul. Remains within the tribe, until a year has passed. Then they move on to be reborn, which is what the tribe celebrates after the year marker.
Celebrations
Hallows Eve/ New name probably to come;
Everyone of the tribe must wear the bones of an animal, the full skeleton/ or at least most of the skeleton. The bones are dipped in a liquid that is made from some of the plants near by, they should be soaked in the liquid for 24 hours. Now when the sun begins to go down, or one enters a dark cave the bones will begin to glow. The tribe has also learned to make paint from these plants, in many different colors.
The bones may be of any animal, even that of a wolf. But it must cover your entire body, for on this night you should never be seen as you. Else vengeful or angry spirits will bring you harm, or worse your loved ones. This is the night that Death allows her spirits to roam, and the tribe must participate.
Planning to fuse this old idea with another older idea of dream wolves. Going to be working out the details. Just notes to myself
'Dreams like the memories once borne on the wind'
Dream wolves/lore will be based off original characters Ialu&&Kanasu
Ialu;
Eats nightmares and spreads peaceful dreams and sound rest, actively helps others.
UNDERCO.
Deep under the crust of the land, in the bowls of liora where the bones of long forgotten gods lay rotting. Their power seeping into the very skin of the planet, cultivating the raw magic that accumulated. Drawn towards one another the energies began to twist and take shape, minerals and metals formed powerful bones. As clay stretched thinly over them like skin, stones became teeth and claws as the earth trembled at the writhing forces taking shape. Magic became blood and the creature would take its first wheezing breath, body twisting with the pain of birth. The cries screeched in an unholy manner, though muffled by the soil that encased them.
The creature's cries like groaning trees beneath the crust of the earth, as it quaked with the awakening of the goddess of Death. The hallow of her gaze quickly scanning the darkness surrounding her, before she began to claw herself free of her cradle. The stench of fresh air burned her lungs as she emerged, slick fur beginning to grow over mending flesh under the silver lighting of the calming moon. The creatures, trees, and the very earth itself felt as though it collectively held their breath as she twisted and coiled around herself. Once she finally stopped moving, her shallow breaths quivering her still tender form.
Muscles felt sore, her eyes and throat burned as life brought her fourth into a new realm. Nostrils flared as she took the scent of the land in, tasting magic on her tongue.
Testing her new body she would open and close her maw, baring her teeth as she tested the newly formed vocal cords with a low rumbling growl. The sound vibrated throughout her new bones, leaving them humming against the aching of her muscles. With a gentle hum she would push herself to stand, her long slender limbs though strong, shook slightly from the unfamiliar way she was now carrying herself
'Dreams like the memories once borne on the wind'
'Dreams like the memories once borne on the wind'
Demon
