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And Vartra came down from the Dzahai Mountains to the ruins of the cities to unite his people in rebuilding after the alien occupation, urging them not to turn on one another in fear, but to help each other in Brotherhood; to reclaim that which was lost, and to remake it better.
Happy Midwinter from Brother Kendar and the Brotherhood of Vartra!
The signs are captioned with their respective translations.
A mini statue of Vartra, made of wax.
Ghyakulla and Khuushoi are Sister goddesses. The land, as you know, is rich and fertile, full of the promise of life and good harvests. Winter is cold and sterile; nothing grows but the evergreens. So you see the natures of the two sisters. Ghyakulla had a son, a bright, loving child whom she cared for more than anything. Khuushoi was sterile, could bear no cubs, and in her winter fastness, she became jealous. Khuushoi stole the child and took him down to her underground palace of snow and ice. Ghyakulla was beside herself with grief because she didn't know what had happened to him. She began to search frantically. It was the middle of winter, and no one had seen the child taken. All the animals and birds were huddled in their burrows and nests keeping warm or hibernating till the spring. All the trees were asleep, except those you see here— the evergreens. Ghyakulla asked each one in turn if they'd seen her son, but they were afraid of Khuushoi and lied, saying they'd seen nothing. Save for one. The snow tree. It told Ghyakulla in a trembling voice what had happened and explained its fear that Winter and her frost demons would destroy it for telling her. Ghyakulla promised the tree that it wouldn't suffer for helping her, and as a sign of her gratitude, she turned the underside of its leaves white and showed it how to hold the pale side up to the sky, so it would be unseen by Khuushoi and her demons. The tears of gratitude she shed on the bush also turned its green berries to the brightest red of any in winter. That's why it's called the snow bush, and its berries, the Tears of Ghyakulla. Then she set off for her sister's palace. Khuushoi, alerted by her demons, tried to hide the way to her palace by covering the world in a blanket of snow. Every step of the way, her sister sent demons to hound Ghyakulla, but the power of the land is greater than that of winter and eventually, Ghyakulla reached the palace. There she confronted her sister. Khuushoi was prepared to fight it out, but not Ghyakulla. She understood the loneliness that had prompted her sister's act and offered a compromise. So Vartra visits Khuushoi for four months of the year. During that time, Winter, or Khuushoi, reigns and nothing will grow till Vartra is returned to his mother.
THE OPNIONS IN THIS POST DO NOT NECESSARILY REFLECT THE VIEWS OF THE WHOLE GUILD
The human race is a bit of a mess. Â You separate people out by where their ancestors are from, and treat them as if they're a completely different species. Â Granted, you're rather planetbound, and that tends to have an effect on the outlook of people.
We Sholan have the solidarity of a people brought together through terrible disaster, literally rebuilding from the fires of destruction. Â We may all come from different areas of Shola, but we do our level best to present ourselves as a unified world, and set a positive example to our allies.
There won't ever be a time you'll hear someone say, "Don't talk to Sholans from the Valsgarth. Â They're not like us mountain folk," or, "Those dessert clans are too nomadic to be reliable." Â Granted, those who live up in the mountains and down desserts tend to keep to themselves for the most part, but we all understand that, in the end, we're all the same people. Â One race, working together for the better of the whole.
The last time we discriminated against our own kind was after the Cataclysm, and many people died during that time before the god Vartra rallied our people together in peace, unifying our species.
I look forward to the day that Terrans can do the same. Â You have so much potential that can be honed with a common goal. Â Push forward to the future. Â Learn from the past, rather than stagnating in it.
~Brother Kendar
Grateful Harvest
The holiday of Grateful Harvest has passed, and with it Kuushoi has saw fit to kiss the world with her ice lips. Â I'm sure the jeggets are out there, playing in the snow, whilst I'm here, trying to get the chill to leave my tail. Â I hope everyone had a good weekend; I for one am glad the younglings are off at school once again. Â Keep warm, everyone!
~Brother Kendar
It simply says:
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Working on getting this learned.
~Brother Kendar
Whether you're actively in the field, or spending your days tending your local shrine, thank you all for keeping Shola, our colonies, Keiss, and Earth safe. May Vartra be with you, and the day see you well.
Brother Kendar
I decided a self portrait was in order.
~Brother Kendar
A day of memorial
-Kendar steps in, an old fashioned sheet of paper in his hand. He follows the traditional routine, saluting to the statue of vartra, taking a handful of incense and crumbling it into the fire with a prayer, then turns toward those assembled, smiling-
Memory can be fleeting, or it can be the hardest hurdle to overcome. It can bring joy, and it can bring sorrow. It can show us faces of loved ones, of friends, of fallen comrades. It can take us to places and times from long ago. Cherish every memory, for they are a part of you, and your world, your life, your soul. Remember always the good and the bad, the easy and the hard. Hold onto these as tightly as you would anything or anyone you love. Remember, and add to your experiences in the future with the knowledge of your past that enriches your present.
-He bows, and takes a seat-
Behold, a desktop icon, for no better reason than the fact that I could.
Zhal-Mellaska 14
On Shola, next month, Zhal-Arema, is the month of love. Â However, as Terrans celebrate it earlier than we do, may Arema's love shine warmly in your hearts!
Yes, freedom will is good, but being completely against an idea that allows for more success than failure simply because you feel that it’s not giving enough choice?  That seems a tad questionable to me.
I'm doing a URL project!
Reblog before February 3rd and I’ll write your URL down on a piece of paper and tape it in a random place in public and take a picture and tag you in it. THIS IS 100% LEGIT, I SWEAR! I will even take pictures to keep up with my progress. PLEASE DO THIS GUYS! I REALLY WANNA DO THIS!
YES! PROGRESS!
More progress! KEEP REBLOGGING GUYS! :D
Add these three critters together (Ferret, Marten, and Ermine) and add some telepathy, and you get a Jegget, basically.
I’m starting the preliminary workup for costuming. Sholans (a felinoid alien race) have a basic fashion consisting of tunic, sashes, utility jackets/vests, and robes. Using what I have available, this is my starting point. Sholan Alliance/Sholans are intellectual property of Lisanne Norman. For extra information, find the books, or join the Clan at http://thebrotherhoodofvartra.yuku.com/
