Post by Horsie on Jan 5, 2015 13:36:16 GMT
The Great Savannah is a vast grass land, stretching beyond the horizon in every direction. It is home to many fierce, savage predators, and few natural resources, and most would rather not risk attempting to cross it. For those that do, a few might witness the clash of two proud warrior races, the Foshtor and Kumaru.
These two tribes are each possessed of tremendously powerful magic and awesome physical might. They both worship a being they refer to as the Sky God, the One Above All, That Which Looks Down, It Over Us and other such names. Each believes that this deity created them and gave them ownership over all the monmuls in the world, and thus they have the right to take any monmul from anyone else claiming to own them.
Monmuls are used by the Xateem as pack animals on long desert journeys, but to the giants of the savannah, they are valued for the sweet nectar they produce. This is considered a delicacy and is greatly valued elsewhere in Jaydia, where the monmuls themselves are quite rare (it's especially valued by the Tednu, but Al-Saigal religious law forbids it). The number of monmuls a warrior possesses is considered a great badge of honour.
Fighting between the two nomadic peoples is a matter of pride and personal honour, focused on stealing the creatures (though the two factions each consider it to be recovering their property, it's the other side that are stealing). The fighting mostly consists of small raids to steal groups of monmuls from the other race's herds. Killing enemies is less significant than successfully getting away with these sacred animals. Warriors who return with stolen beasts will earn the respect of their tribe, and prove themselves worthy in the eyes of their deity.
While they are mighty and skilled warriors, the Foshtor and Kumaru do no have a concept of mass, organised warfare, and fighting is generally between a dozen warriors at most, usually less, and there is far more stealing than fighting.
The tribes are nomadic, moving around their vast territory, making them hard to find, and they demand vast prices to share their nectar. Buying a monmul from them is next to impossible as they consider nothing more valuable, and few would dare try to take one from such powerful warriors. There are even stories of Foshtor and Kumaru joining forces to attack outsiders who have tried to take monmul out of the savannah, considering this offensive outside interference in their endless, divinely-ordained conflict.
These two tribes are each possessed of tremendously powerful magic and awesome physical might. They both worship a being they refer to as the Sky God, the One Above All, That Which Looks Down, It Over Us and other such names. Each believes that this deity created them and gave them ownership over all the monmuls in the world, and thus they have the right to take any monmul from anyone else claiming to own them.
Monmuls are used by the Xateem as pack animals on long desert journeys, but to the giants of the savannah, they are valued for the sweet nectar they produce. This is considered a delicacy and is greatly valued elsewhere in Jaydia, where the monmuls themselves are quite rare (it's especially valued by the Tednu, but Al-Saigal religious law forbids it). The number of monmuls a warrior possesses is considered a great badge of honour.
Fighting between the two nomadic peoples is a matter of pride and personal honour, focused on stealing the creatures (though the two factions each consider it to be recovering their property, it's the other side that are stealing). The fighting mostly consists of small raids to steal groups of monmuls from the other race's herds. Killing enemies is less significant than successfully getting away with these sacred animals. Warriors who return with stolen beasts will earn the respect of their tribe, and prove themselves worthy in the eyes of their deity.
While they are mighty and skilled warriors, the Foshtor and Kumaru do no have a concept of mass, organised warfare, and fighting is generally between a dozen warriors at most, usually less, and there is far more stealing than fighting.
The tribes are nomadic, moving around their vast territory, making them hard to find, and they demand vast prices to share their nectar. Buying a monmul from them is next to impossible as they consider nothing more valuable, and few would dare try to take one from such powerful warriors. There are even stories of Foshtor and Kumaru joining forces to attack outsiders who have tried to take monmul out of the savannah, considering this offensive outside interference in their endless, divinely-ordained conflict.