Name:

Brief description: A quick reference to describe the tribe. Are they nomads or have a settlement, conquerors or peaceful people, hunters or farmers?

Main deity:
Please describe the main deity worshipped by your people. You can add a short origin story or just a few words about who/what it is and what it does. How would one go about pleasing it? What angers it? How does it influence the lives of the people?
Side deities:
You can have two or three additional spirits or guardians or sacred objects

Government:
Is there one person leading the tribe, or a council of multiple people? Chosen by their strength or wits or by the power of the gods? Are your people free to speak their mind, or punished when they insult a leader? Is the tribe friendly to outsiders?

Inhabited area and settlements:
What is the environment your tribe lives in? Are there harsh winters, rainy springs? Is it a dense forest or open plains?
Does your tribe have any permanent settlements? What does it look like? Or do you move around, building temporary shelters?

Warriors:
What types of warriors does your tribe have (if any at all)?

Story:
What is your people's origin? How do they believe the world and their tribe became to existence?

Important people:
Entirely optional for now, later you should list the characters that will be important in your story.

Name: Ai’dallani, the children of Nizsi

Brief description: Nomads travelling the river in their floating villages

Main deity: Nizsi, the great river
All life that ever was, is, and will be is a gift from Nizsi. During spring, Nizsi spreads to the country, removing the old life and seeding new life in its place. During late autumn and winter, Nizsi is weak, gathering strength for the beginning of the new cycle. Nizsi grants her children with all they need for life – food, water and protection. In exchange, all she asks is that all that came from her is returned back to her when it is no longer needed. For a child of Nizsi when their time comes, returning to her welcoming arms isn’t just a great honor – it is a necessity, the only way to be reborn again.
When Ai’dallani feel that the great river is angry, they pick several people amongst the volunteers, which then sacrifice themselves to Nizsi. During this self-sacrifice the person takes the largest stone they can lift, and jump into the water, holding the stone in their arms. It is considered the greatest honor amongst the tribe.

Side deities:
Lankushna, the crocodile spirit
Lankushna and his mate Ailinia were the first children of Nizsi. All life descends from their connection. Lankushna is the spirit of fighting and protecting. He grants Ai’dallani warriors strength and resilience, but only when they fight nearby the great river’s waters.

Ailinia, the ibis spirit
Ailinia is the spirit of family and continuation. She helps to heal wounds and cure sickness, if one is submerged into Nizsi’s waters. Every newborn child in the tribe must be bathed in the great river right after birth, so that the first thing in his life is receiving Ailinia’s blessing.

Government:
Ai’dallani have two levels of leadership – a ruling couple representing the guardian spirits and the council.
Each spring, at the start of a new lifecycle, the tribe performs a ritual to celebrate. During this ritual one man and one woman are chosen through divination as Lan’Nizsi and Aila’Nizsi – the human representatives of Lankushna and Ailinia spirits. They then live as a couple for the following year, ruling over the spiritual aspects of the tribe.
The council consists of chieftains of the seven poap’ki – the floating villages that shelter most of the tribe’s population. The chieftains are chosen from the most skilled people in the tribe, they can be the bravest warriors, the most successful hunters or fishermen, the most revered seers or healers. The council rules over the material aspects of the tribe.
Ai’dallani are friendly people, even to other tribes with different beliefs. They believe that all life, including the land-people, came from Nizsi. Whether the others believe it or not doesn’t matter – they are just blind to the truth, because they have not been in contact with the mother for generations. Ai’dallani will gladly welcome guests from other cultures, provided the guests will be respectful to their traditions.

Inhabited area and settlements:
The tribe inhabits the great river and the lakes it flows through. The area consists mostly of tropical marshlands, altough on some places the river runs through dense forests or open flatlands. Currently most of the tribe lives in one of the seven large floating villages, the poap’ki, although some decided to live on smaller vessels that accompany the villages on their journey. The villages usually travel in the same general direction, not entirely together, but always nearby. There is dense traffic of smaller boats travelling between poap’ki at all times, transporting goods, news or people from one village to another.
The river's current is weak most of the year, allowing the villages to sail in any direction they want to, using long poles to push the vessels around, and even using sails when the winds are favorable. The river goes through a yearly cycle - with the beginning of spring the river widens and floods the surrounding areas, filled by heavy rains and snows melting in the mountains upstream. Summer and fall are the best seasons for travelling and finding a safe place to anchor for winter. The temperatures don't drop too low, but the rains stop and the becomes narrower and more shallow.

Warriors:
Ai’dallani are rather peaceful people, the only true warriors in their tribe are Kushini – the crocodile warriors. These are the most elite fighters from the tribe, sworn to protect the people and to serve as bodyguards for the Lan’Nizsi and Aila’Nizsi. The crocodile warriors fight with two weapons – long and short with sharp spikes on one side, resembling the jaws of a crocodile. Mauls are usually made of bone or wood, with sharp stones or real animal teeth. If the need arises, hunters and fishermen can be useful in a fight as well.

Story:
At the beginning of time, there was only a barren wasteland, spreading over the world. The land was dry and cracked in many places. And from one of those cracks, a small spring appeared. At first, it was nothing more than a few drops of water, forcing their way through the rocks just as a child forces its way out of its mothers' womb. It was a long and painful birth, but drops became a trickle, the trickle slowly became a stream and the stream turned into a great river Nizsi, the mother of all living things.

Eventually Nizsi spread into the to the wasteland that our world used to be, seeding it with life. Colorful plants of all kinds began to grow and bloom, turning the rocky barrens into fertile lands. Nizshi would come every cycle, sweeping off the old life to give a chance to new one and the world was in perfect balance.

But Niszi felt there was still space for more life in this new world, so she gave birth to the first living creatures - her children Lankushna, the crocodile spirit, and Ailinia, the ibis spirit. They roamed the land, enjoying its beauty. Eventually they joined together and from that connection the ancestors of all living things were born. Suddenly the world was overflowing with life - fish, birds, reptiles, insects, mammals all placed next to each other, learning to coexist. It took Lankushna and Ailinia millenia to bring balance back to the world, to ensure that all the species will survive. It was then when Ailinia revealed her last creation - a human. Since the world was already in perfect balance, Lankushna was hesitant to place humans into it, worrying it might upset that balance. He eventually agreed, but the humans were instructed to preserve the balance, never taking more than they needed from the world, and always return everything to the mother of everything, Nizsi.

Some of the humans desired to explore the world and wandered far away from the river, forgeting about Lankushna's teaching. A large group however decided to stay as close to their mother as possible, at first sailing on feeble boats, which in time were perfected into the shapes of the poap'ki, the floating villages.

Important people:
Kiala – current Aila’Nizsi
Kiala was first elected Aila’Nizsi at the young age of thirteen and now it is her third year in row leading her people. While being young, innocent and perhaps a bit naive, she has strong connection with the spiritual world and great experience with interpreting the will of the spirits.
She and Ruvvi are currently expecting a child. It is considered a great blessing for the tribe when the leading couple conceives a child during their cycle together.

Ruvvi – current Lan’Nizsi
Ruvvi is twenty-six and it is his first cycle as Lan’Nizsi. His election was a surprise – he wasn’t a great warrior or a shaman like his predecessors, but rather a simple fisherman. Despite that, he is quite smart while having a calm mind, not easily provoked to violence. While most leading couples throughout the history were just formal tradition, Ruvvi and Kiala truly love each other and plan to stay together.

Ozei – chieftain of one of the poap’ki
Ozei is a twenty-two-year-old female leader of one of the floating villages. She is friendly and outgoing, but also rather short-tempered – easily angered, easily excited. Despite her flaws, her people love her as a fair and responsible ruler. She is a fearsome fighter, although her duties as a chieftain do not allow her to join the Kushini. She at least gets to train with her mate Vug, who is one of the crocodile warriors. They have three children.

Totem/Fetish/Guardiangod/Spirit: The Spirit of the Magpie leads the Glittering Collection. The Magpie is said to be the craftiest of all creatures made by the gods. When the birds were challenged to see who could fly highest, The Magpie perched on the back of the Great Eagle, and when the bird was tired, fluttered off of his back, claiming the crown for himself. He preens himself with pride, his collection growing every day.
Pact: Under the Magpie, the tribe shall not want. Harsh times may come, and some may die, but there will always be just enough food
for the next hunt, just enough water to last until the next oasis, and just enough obsidian to finish a spear. The Magpie also
leads the tribe to areas where there is plenty, especially in food or his 'shinies.' In exchange, the Magpie requires his
insatiable appetite for glittering trinkets satisfied. Blandness cannot be tolerated, and dullness is the mark of an outcast.
Furthermore, he himself claims a portion of the best, under his 'right' as king of avians.

Minor Totems/Fetish etc: The Mark of the Raven is a small of a bird, the wood blackened and charred. Said to contain the spirit of Magpie's oldest friend, it is affixed to a strip of leather, with numerous jet-black feathers and obsidian and gold pieces. It is a sacred and extraordinary precious trinket, and to lose it would bring disgrace to the entirety of the tribe.
Pact: Anyone wearing the Mark of the Raven gains a new insight on life. Everything seems clearer and easier to understand, and
even the most complicated of puzzles become child's play whilst wearing it. However, the wearer changes in other ways. They become
more distant and capricious, their great intellect tempered with a flighty and eccentric nature. Furthermore, it seems to push
away the Mark of the Eagle, making wearing the two together impossible.
There is also the second fetish, The Mark of the Eagle. An eye made from amber, it too is attached to a leather necklace, however the necklace is instead marked with white and bronze feathers, as well as bird talons and shards of iron. It too, is a sacred and precious trinket, and its loss would be a great a mark against the tribe as loosing the Mark of the Raven would be.
Pact: Those wearing the Mark of the Eagle are the greatest hunters the tribe has ever been blessed with. They can spot prey from
great distances, aim their bows and spears with pinpoint accuracy, and never tire in the pursuit. They also seem unnaturally lucky
with finding prey- and they will never search for days, only to come up empty handed. However, those wearing the mark become hauty,
arrogant and overbearing, and the wearer cannot stand the wearer of the other Mark.

Leadership: The Collective are a polygamist Matriarchal society, where woman and men can both have multiple partners. Whilst the men gather the 'shinies' and are the main force behind the nomadic season, it is the woman who clean and polish stones, raise the children to appreciate the Magpie, make amulets and weapons alike, and fish during the autumn months. Woman are also considered more responsible and determined than the men, and sons are expected to listen to mothers over fathers. Decisions are made in the Winged Council- four women who are elected from the tribe upon one's death, lead by a fifth who communes with the Magpie for guidance.

Organisation: The Collection are seasonally nomadic. They roam during the spring and summer months, however in the autumn and winter, return to their ancestral home. Furthermore, many members of the tribe remain at their home year around, where farming is used to supplement the normal diet of fish and wild fruits and berries.

Warriors: The Collection strives not to fight, instead preferring to trade and showcase their wealth to each other. However, it would be a mistake to underestimate them. They produce high calibre archers and spear-throwers, and their obsidian arrows are prized for their resilience and edge.

Important People:
Mother Piari: The youngest member of the Council. She acts as a liaison between the council and the members of the tribe, assisted by her reputation as a caring and considerate figure. She has four children, and spends a large majority of her time caring for other children as well, making them amulets, charms and fetishes as gifts.

Speaker Okya: The current leader of the Council, and bearer of the Mark of the Raven. A thin figure, she secludes herself from all others, spending much of her time in discussion with the Magpie, or with the council, behind closed doors. Most find her eccentric at best, esoteric and impossible to understand at worst.

The Huntsman: Zayzhe Varruk. Current bearer of the Mark of the Eagle. A peerless hunter, he spends most of his time away from his fellows, only returning when he has caught his quarry. In times of need, Zayzhe is also leader of The Falcons, a group of other hunters who serve as assassins and marksmen for the defence of the tribe.

Story: Long ago, before the world had been scorched by Hyena, the Magpie was another lowly bird. He was not as fast as the Peregrine, as powerful as the Eagle, as beautiful as the Macaw, as large as the Condor or as fit as the Albatross. However, he did have an eye for precious items. Scooping them up, the Magpie would jealously protect his glittering horde, until one day, one of the Gods came down, curious as to what the shine was from Magpie's nest. Astonished at what he had created, the God was also concerned that the Magpie would collect all the precious materials in the world. To prevent this from happening, he scatted the great horde far and wide, however in return, granted the Magpie something to make him truly special- intelligence. He was not as fast as the Peregrine, but he could take a faster route. He was not as powerful as the Eagle, but he could trick the other birds into giving him food. Ammasing his collection once more, he draped himself in fine blue robes, to become as beautiful as the Macaw, and could ride on other creatures for far longer than the Albatross could fly. When he found humans however, he saw a kindred soul.

Humans were not as strong as the Elephant, as ferocious as the Lion, as lithe as the Gazelle, as fast as the Cheetah or as resilient as the Rhino. But Magpie saw cleverness within the humans, and where there was cleverness, there was guile. Together, promised the Magpie, the humans would never want, but they would need to help him in assembling his 'shinies' again.

Beasts stalk the night, and their name is the Aishrek. Nomads, warriors, conquerors. They let others plan for winters- to them will go the spoils without toiling.



The Aishrek respect one thing, and one thing only- strength. They claim heritage from muscle and sinew, bone and blood. The Aishrek are predators, and as such they offer their praises to predators. Ritualistic self-harm, be it directly through cuts or indirectly through fasting, the consumption of psychedelic or hallucinatory plants and both the beginning and ending of life play a tremendous role in Aishrek religious beliefs. By offering their exaltation to the predators, predators in turn lend their fervour to the tribe. Aishrek warriors may lean on the strength of a bear, the cunning of a fox or the fury of the sabre-tooth, turning the tide dramatically. Outside of combat, their largely carnivorous diet forces them to move often, although their territory is never deserted for long.



No one person can claim to rule the Aishrek. They are 'democratic,' in that they make consensus-based decisions, with elders or those in skilled positions providing advice, but not strictly speaking holding authority.



Just like animal predators, the range that the Aishrek roam is large. Warnings are placed around their most sacred and commonly-trod paths, but much of what they consider 'their land,' is unmarked. Aishrek settlements are never permanent- They are always moving on to the next game to hunt or the next tribe that has encroached onto what they consider rightfully theirs.



In the world of chaotic tribal warfare, where the tides of battle turn on one mans conviction, the Aishrek are masters of morale. Hardened to combat and inured to pain, they use heavy, brutish weapons and oftentimes cumbersome armour to move, seemingly implacably, towards their foes, hacking and slaughtering until they flee. When the bloodshed has stopped, they take their fill of the bounty their defeated enemies held, take their time to honour the Hunt, and then move on, shedding no tears over those who have returned to the blood.



The Aishrek consider even themselves a tribe of outcasts. Those whose great strength and fortitude raised them above the common members of other tribes, and were rightly feared as superior to their so-called tribesmen. When paranoia or fear forced them out, they banded together, taking the name of the Aishrek and channelling themselves through those who turned life into a hunt- swearing to keep their strength and fortitude forevermore.