[Lore] Clan des Stehende Steine (Do Not Post)

[Lore] Clan des Stehende Steine (Do Not Post)
Posted 2020-09-28 13:56:53 (edited) #14508 Clan des Stehende Steine "Clan of the Standing Stones" Deep within the midnight wilderness you approach a circle of ten standing stones. Pearly fog blankets the lush green ground and twinkling stars chink the inky black night, full moon bright and silver above. A fine mist drizzles all around you and you stand in wonder. You know not how they got there or who stood them tall, but each is marked with sacred symbols for the deities worshipped by their crafters. You can tell that the ones who made them have long since passed, but the pillars and their surrounding territory bear the signs of a clan of wolves. They are one of the oldest clans to be found in the land and are considered one of the most mysterious for their habitat and ways. A blue mist rises from within the center of the ring and, despite the oddity, fills you with a sense of calm. It takes the shape of an ancient wolf adorned in feathers and beads, missing many a tooth and whose coat hangs shaggy from their elder frame. The spirit raises its voice in a howl of rich alto, greeting and beckoning you forwards before addressing you. It speaks calmly like a mother to her children, the tone certainly female. “Hallo, dear Wanderer, to the lands of die Stehende Steine; the standing stones. My descendants are away and busy with their duties, but here I and the rest of us former kin stay to speak with them and all who are willing to listen, such as yourself. The wolves of the Standing Stones follow a chain of command determined mainly by the most prominent symbols carved upon the ancient monoliths. Two of the grandest stones are adorned with many carvings dedicated to a sun and moon goddess. The wolves took these to mean that maidens, mothers, and crones were to lead their kin. Firstly, a regent named for Sól, the sun, blessed by the brightest eye of the world in strength and courage. Her closest advisor would become after Máni, the sacred moon, gifted with a strong sense of justice and great wisdom. “Behind them come the five sacred huntresses: Ableben, named for demise and death, the leader of the chase; Verständig, named for her wisdom, powers of stalking, and strategy; Falke, named for the swift falcons and her great speed; Kräftig, named for her crushing strength and perseverance; and finally, Eifrig, she who observes even the smallest of signs. The five pillars of the hunt. Next come the scouts, Himmel und Erde, Sky and Earth, Heaven and World. Himmel is always male, and Erde always female, for the scouts represent the vastness of the world, balance, and those that have come in past and those that shall in the future.” The nameless soul stops in her explanation. She knows she has thrown much at you. Tilting her head towards you she makes to walk towards the tallest monolith in the ring. Unlike many of the others, this one is the barest. It holds only one predominant symbol, a great mess of connecting spirals and lines with no seeming order, but it seems the point is that they are all connected. An aura of family and great love radiates from the stone. You can’t possibly know how. The spirit watches you stare and ponder, mouth opening into a happy pant. “You see it, do you not? The interconnected design, many parts become one whole. And feel the attachment of them. That, young one, is Seele des Rudels. Spirit of the pack. This moral has been paramount to even those who built the stones. If you were to sit and meditate beneath the stone you would be able to feel the strong family bond of all who have claimed these stones as theirs through the Ages, no matter their kind. So, while we have our queens and their counsel, while we have our bad days and disputes, it is die Seele des Rudels that leads our souls and hearts.” You stare a few moments longer and notice that the carvings of each stone seem to give a faint blue glow. It gives everything in the clearing a beautifully ethereal presence. You turn to tell the nameless spirit thank you for her kind welcome and explanation, but she is gone. Tiny motes of blue light swirl around and a pale, iridescent gold feather floats lazily to the ground where she stood before. Her voice, however, whispers to you, sounding far away. “This feather shall let the clan know you are welcome within the borders. Feel free to explore. But lastly, never forget that you are loved and that you shall never be alone in your times of need. You are worthy." You pick up the feather gingerly and stuff it into your thick ruff, looking around to see what your next step shall be…	Gremlin's Hotel #621

Posted 2020-09-28 13:56:53 (edited)

#14508

Clan des Stehende Steine
"Clan of the Standing Stones"

Deep within the midnight wilderness you approach a circle of ten standing stones. Pearly fog blankets the lush green ground and twinkling stars chink the inky black night, full moon bright and silver above. A fine mist drizzles all around you and you stand in wonder. You know not how they got there or who stood them tall, but each is marked with sacred symbols for the deities worshipped by their crafters. You can tell that the ones who made them have long since passed, but the pillars and their surrounding territory bear the signs of a clan of wolves. They are one of the oldest clans to be found in the land and are considered one of the most mysterious for their habitat and ways. A blue mist rises from within the center of the ring and, despite the oddity, fills you with a sense of calm. It takes the shape of an ancient wolf adorned in feathers and beads, missing many a tooth and whose coat hangs shaggy from their elder frame. The spirit raises its voice in a howl of rich alto, greeting and beckoning you forwards before addressing you. It speaks calmly like a mother to her children, the tone certainly female.
“Hallo, dear Wanderer, to the lands of die Stehende Steine; the standing stones. My descendants are away and busy with their duties, but here I and the rest of us former kin stay to speak with them and all who are willing to listen, such as yourself. The wolves of the Standing Stones follow a chain of command determined mainly by the most prominent symbols carved upon the ancient monoliths. Two of the grandest stones are adorned with many carvings dedicated to a sun and moon goddess. The wolves took these to mean that maidens, mothers, and crones were to lead their kin. Firstly, a regent named for Sól, the sun, blessed by the brightest eye of the world in strength and courage. Her closest advisor would become after Máni, the sacred moon, gifted with a strong sense of justice and great wisdom.
“Behind them come the five sacred huntresses: Ableben, named for demise and death, the leader of the chase; Verständig, named for her wisdom, powers of stalking, and strategy; Falke, named for the swift falcons and her great speed; Kräftig, named for her crushing strength and perseverance; and finally, Eifrig, she who observes even the smallest of signs. The five pillars of the hunt. Next come the scouts, Himmel und Erde, Sky and Earth, Heaven and World. Himmel is always male, and Erde always female, for the scouts represent the vastness of the world, balance, and those that have come in past and those that shall in the future.”
The nameless soul stops in her explanation. She knows she has thrown much at you. Tilting her head towards you she makes to walk towards the tallest monolith in the ring. Unlike many of the others, this one is the barest. It holds only one predominant symbol, a great mess of connecting spirals and lines with no seeming order, but it seems the point is that they are all connected. An aura of family and great love radiates from the stone. You can’t possibly know how. The spirit watches you stare and ponder, mouth opening into a happy pant.
“You see it, do you not? The interconnected design, many parts become one whole. And feel the attachment of them. That, young one, is Seele des Rudels. Spirit of the pack. This moral has been paramount to even those who built the stones. If you were to sit and meditate beneath the stone you would be able to feel the strong family bond of all who have claimed these stones as theirs through the Ages, no matter their kind. So, while we have our queens and their counsel, while we have our bad days and disputes, it is die Seele des Rudels that leads our souls and hearts.”
You stare a few moments longer and notice that the carvings of each stone seem to give a faint blue glow. It gives everything in the clearing a beautifully ethereal presence. You turn to tell the nameless spirit thank you for her kind welcome and explanation, but she is gone. Tiny motes of blue light swirl around and a pale, iridescent gold feather floats lazily to the ground where she stood before. Her voice, however, whispers to you, sounding far away. “This feather shall let the clan know you are welcome within the borders. Feel free to explore. But lastly, never forget that you are loved and that you shall never be alone in your times of need. You are worthy."

You pick up the feather gingerly and stuff it into your thick ruff, looking around to see what your next step shall be…

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Posted 2020-09-28 13:57:24

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[Lore] Clan des Stehende Steine (Do Not Post)

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