Uaru Mountain Family-ClansPopulation: 32, with 4-7 in each family. There are 2 major families and 4 minor families.
The Bird that Weaved.As a young Uaruling observed nature in their bid for survival; she witnessed many creatures weaved threads of different sorts for different purposes. Some weaved to catch prey, some weaved to create a home, but what intrigued the young Uaru the most was that, the weaves were beautiful and strong. In her bid to explore the rather curious deed - she gathered different materials around her and became obsessed with weaving. It was not long that she began weaving with the dried grass that were brought home by her parents to feed the flames. Much to the chagrin of her parents, this young Uaruling spent her time so much trying to weave, she even started playing with her food, as she attempted to weave with the strands of meat. There was nothing that she didn't attempt to weave at this point, as her long silken hair became the very source of canvas where she played with - allowing her more variations to attempt.
Years passed, as the little girl who was addicted to weaving has now grown to a fine woman. Among all the materials she tinkered and toyed with, she eventually discovered a particular plant that seemed the best to weave. A plant seemingly unsuited for weaving as it would be dry and hard, she would habitually peel it into smaller strands to work with. The fibres of the plant surprisingly maintained a good strength, it was naturally smooth and straight, and became flexible enough to be woven. Eventually, she weaved with nothing but this particular plant she called Peshk (Flax). And from that day, she would weave many things! She would weave to appease her husband's love for beauty, she would weave for her husband to catch prey, she would weave to put a roof over her head, but most important of all, she would weave to keep her child warm. It was from that day onward, weaving became an intricate part of an Uaru woman, for the best of brides must be able to weave.
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Linen-weaving and the usage of peshk (flax) acquired.---
The Travelling SongbirdsThere was once a pair of companions, eager to fulfill their wanderlust. Piripé and Haragul were their names, as they packed, eager and ready to traverse the terrain. They had a common rule, they would sing and start merrymaking whenever they saw new things followed by the howl of the wind. The sights, the sounds, the trees to the critters, all things new, were a cause to sing.
They would visit the tents of the many families, sing songs and tell tales of their rather intriguing journey. Only to be laughed at, knowing their discovery were rather long-known. They left the tents with utter embarrassment, only to find their spirits renewed - wanderlust more riled than before. It was not long at all, they took off again.
Far, far - beyond the cold harsh lands, they traversed following the howls of the winds. Earth Mother, Earth Mother, blow us gently, glide our wings and guide our songs. Sky Father, oh Sky Father, guide us with your charming lights - for your presence never absent, day or night.
The duo continued to sing, for when many a sight were embraced with song and the howl of a wind. A collection of songs soon piled, as they recorded everything leaving not a line. But their eventual journey ran into a stop. Their supplies diminished, their strength drought. As the songbirds both lay on the soft silken ground, colored in bright gold, grainy and abound - they both nodded that the golden sand needed a song.
With their last breath, they rasped at each other - words abundant but not the strength. They eventually huffed and puffed, as they breathed their last. To which they lay, face up - looking towards their loving Father with a longing glance.
@mangojuice-
Two Uaru travelers are seen on the verge of death near the northern Rokthan border. You can leave them to die, or save them. It is purely your choice!