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Heartstone
Population: 150 +/-
A Kawani village near the coast of the spiritual lands of the Elderwillow is fairly new, though still somewhat small. Populated largely by shamans, it is also home to their apprentices, some crafters, their apprentices, and a few warriors to protect them all. In Heartstone, customs and rituals revolve around the spiritual calendar, and it can be said that the place has a definite mystical feel to it. Soquili and their familiars roam freely between the mud and thatch houses, rawhide teepees and wooden lodges, often visiting their human friends and assisting with arduous tasks such as hauling and carrying.
Village life is fairly uncomplicated despite the impressive list of spiritual customs the shamans insist must be performed. The nearby pale-face settlers, rightly called 'Europeans' by the Heartstone natives at the behest of several adopted members, are excellent trading partners and skilled farmers - both pursuits that require a set routine that the Kawani have adopted readily. The shamans appear pleased with the adherence to the seasons and the appreciation shown the land when it comes to agriculture; going as far as blessing the fields of the Europeans as well when planting time rolls around again by way of showing thanks. Food is, as a result, plentiful, and the nearby Soquili can always be counted on to lend a helping hoof at harvest time.
Geographically, the village is set alongside a gentle river. Yearly floods irrigate the fields, a phenomenon introduced as 'good' by one of the extremely pale Europeans who hailed from a place called 'Germany,' and the village itselt is located on a suitably high rise out of reach of the flood waters. Higher up and closer to the treeline are a series of huts used to house visitors and spiritual pilgrims. These are maintained by the apprentice shamans, and it has become something of a tradition for the Heartstone natives to provide accomodations and be gracious hosts - an echo of the graciousness granted them by the Elderwillow herd and the land itself. Like their soquili counterparts, they take environmental stewardship very seriously, and it is expected that everyone does their part to keep the village clean and respectful. Visitors and pilgrims are also expected to help out - no exceptions.
Merrybrooke
Population: 200 +/-
Merrybrooke Farm Settlement is aptly named, though it might be more appropriate to call it a village now. Divided by a rather cheerful river and it's tributaries, the village has harnessed the power of the water to operate a series of mills and irrigation canals. The surrounding farmlands possess good soils and are well irrigated by rainfall and seasonal floods of the Merrybrooke itself.
Populated by a diverse group of settlers, Merrybrooke was founded literally by outcasts - Europeans who didn't fit in at home, and still didn't fit in with their countrymen in the larger pale-face settlements along the first landing coast. Eccentric free-thinkers, there are several incredibly bright minds among the men and women of Merrybrooke, and the evidence of their active imaginations can be found everywhere. The mills don't look quite like the ones found in Europe, their design streamlined and improved to reflect the countryside and to improve efficiency. Several windmills are also in residence closer to the mountains, where a persistent wind howls down to the coastal port town of Endurance. The soquili and Kawani that have found themselves curious about these strange people and their stranger customs have come away better for the experience, and it is not uncommon to find a soquili or two assisting with a new project or simply helping with the harvest.
Trade is conducted in the main meeting hall in the center of the village, a building which also serves as a small inn when visitors come calling. Trappers and traders come in fairly regularly, though it is the unspoken rule that the unscrupulous are unceremoniously driven out. Merrybrooke values it's peaceful relationship with the nearby Kawani and Soquili, and they have grown to understand the appreciation for the land both native populations have. It was decided not long after the founding that it is in the settlements best interests to adhere to the tenents of the natives and keep out people who don't respect the New World. Not surprisingly, intermarriage between native and settler is not uncommon, with the Kawani shamans overseeing most unions given the Europeans general distaste for the religions they left behind in the Old World. It is also not uncommon for the settlers to join their native friends during harvest celebrations and spirit festivals.
Endurance
Population: 800 +/-
Endurance Trade Port is a compact harbor town of about 800 souls. Named for the great sailing ship that had brought the founders across the sea, it now serves as safe harbor for traders and explorers looking to make their own mark in the New World. Home to a wide variety of inhabitants, there is not one particular country or creed that the townspeople claim as their own. The truth behind this isn't as simple as difference of opinion between the people and their homelands - no.
No, the truth lies in the origins of the great ship Endurance itself. Crafted in England, it was commissioned as a flag ship for the Royal Navy --- at least until it was stolen. As it turns out, the Founders were pirates, and their foolish attempt to secure the fastest ship on the seven seas ended up with them wildly off course and sailing along the coast of Africa. Somewhere along the way, they decided that going back to England (especially as pirates in possession of a Crown Vessel) was out of the question, and they made plans to sail for the New World. With a crew of Europeans, Africans, and even a silent fellow from the Silk Road, they set off across the sea. Storms blew them off course towards the north, landing with their beloved Endurance in a wreck not far from fellow countrymen and baffled Kawani natives. If the founders cursed their gods for their ill lluck of landing not far from fellow Englishmen, no one heard anything of it. Survival came first, and as it turned out the settlers of Merrybrooke were just as happy to forget old Europe as they were to embrace neighbors who appreciated freedom as much as they did.
Over time, Endurance grew and attracted respectable settlers and traders - though it never lost it's live free or die edge. It possesses two inns and enough docking for twelve tall ships and several dozen fishing vessels, though at present it is at half capacity.
One welcome surprise has been the relationship forged between the townspeople and the aquatic soquili that call the harbor home. The fishermen in particular are defensive of their finned friends when talk of expansion and construction come up - after all the mer and seathi timely warnings about storms and large schools of fish have proven invaluable.
Elderwillow Herdlands
Population: 40 +/- Soquili
The Elderwillow Herdlands have not known true peace for quite some time. The landscape, while outwardly idyllic, masks an underlying sense of urgency, a call to live wild in the moment and never apologize for being what you are. There is an energy here that is palpable, a feeling that the land itself is in motion. Even the trees feel vibrant and alive, unlike their sleepy neighbors farther down the peninsula. Everywhere you look, there is motion. A flock of birds. A herd of deer. A babbling brook and a laughing stream. The trees dance in the breeze as great predators of the wilds pass quietly beneath their boughs.
As for the soquili that call this place home, they too are active beyond the norm. Kawani Warriors and their fleet-footed Soquili companions race breakneck through the glens in hot pursuit of wild game - their whoops and animal calls echoing through the trees. Even the more sedate members of the herd carry themselves well beyond their years or infirmities. The water, they say, is particularly good. Or perhaps it is the great care and respect shown them by the younger herd members. It could be any number of things that keep the old looking young, but outsiders agree it is something about the land itself.
Years ago, this place was once a Kawani settlement. The fate of the original inhabitants of the forests and glades is unknown, but the shamans of the new Kawani village down near the coast assure the Elderwillow leadership that the spirits of these woods welcome their new caretakers. With that in mind, the Alpha and Protector have taken a particular interest in land stewardship that is unlike their peers. What started as an appreciation for the land has developed into a bond; a symbiotic relationship where the soquili protect the soul of this place and the land itself provides whatever they descendants of Wind Horse require. The heart of the land rests not at it's center, but near one of the major rivers that flow down from the sharp fangs of Silver Keep. There, at the base of the mountains, stands a grove of ancient willow trees. It was discovered after the group of soquili calling themselves by their new name 'Cerezo' had settled in the area ... and it's presence changed everything.
They had been the 'Elderwillow' soquili once, when a similar bond with the land had afforded them a peaceful life closer to the original Kawani village. But their home had burned in the fires of a skinwalker attack, and they had fled in search of another place to call home. 'Cerezo' meant cherry tree, and in keeping with their tradition of selecting a home around a central tree, they had picked a venerable old cherry to settle around. Given time and an unending silence, the leaders of the herd - spearheaded by their elder, Flame - looked elsewhere. They were missing something, and it was in this time that the actions of their young Protector, Seresai, earned the regard of the forest itself and the grove was revealed to them.
What they did not expect was the emotional healing that would permeate the herd with the discovery of the grove. Ancestral ties are deep, as it turns out, and the severed ties left behind in their old territory had left gaping wounds in the hearts of the herd. Nowadays, it is not uncommon for a troubled heart to find his or herself in the grove, asking advice of the spirits or simply resting beneath the willows. Visitors, while welcome in the main herdlands, are not permitted here except by express permission of the Alpha or Protector - and they take their duty to protect this spiritual center very seriously. Petitions to simply visit are denied, the Protector in particular does not suffer idle curiosity and she outright scorns gawkers. Spiritual quests are usually granted, but only under discreet supervision by a scout or warrior. Kawani may come and go as they please, as it is their ancestors that imbued the location with such power, but even they are watched. The sole exceptions are the shamans, though they usually insist on visiting the Alpha and Protector anyway, and it was these shamans of the Kawani people who gave the Elderwillow herd their name once more.
The Peacekeepers Grove is a secluded mountain glade overlooking the entrance to the fearsome A-ta-lv-yi Pass. Not much is known about the Grove at this time, as it is currently jealously guarded by the purewalker Seethe. What is known, however, is that the spirits in the Willow Grove wish this place to be reclaimed as another spiritual center, and the signs they send are getting louder.
The Silver Keep
Population: 4 Shifters
The Silver Keep. A dangerous place for even the most valiant soquili or native, it was never a place you went for a vacation. Mountaineers feared it long before the 'shifters claimed it, now even the safe passages are riddled with traps and pitfalls set to make a meal out of even the best prepared adventurer. Caves and valley overlooks provide some of the most spectacular scenery in the region, but few dare the path for a simple vista.
These days it is inhabited by not one, not two, but three demonspawn 'shifters - a testament to the great expanse of territory to be had along the spiny ridge. One exclusively preys upon travelers seeking to navigate the A-ta-lv-yi Pass - styling herself the Queen of the region; though she is also known to encroach on the territory of the largest of the pureshifter out of spite. He is a giant black eagleshifter, and is the sole predator taking to the skies in the region. No place is safe when he's on the hunt, and it is common for him to seek prey further down the slopes towards the coast itself. Humans, as it happens, are his second favorite prey after Angeni. The remaining territory, in particular the Peacekeeper's Grove and the paths leading down the mountain to the Elderwillow Herdlands, are the domain of the oldest pureshifter - a truly evil demon named Seethe.