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Daldari ClanThe Daldari broke their links with the Dundealos Tribe after the revelations that Aransand Wide-eye received on Poets' Mountain. Aransand's people held firm in their tribal centre of Darroldshold, and have never been dislodged by their estranged kinsmen. Neither have they ever been forgiven by them. PlacesSmallwood, Renarthspool, Darroldshold, Ortosstead. Notable BloodlinesAransand, Farad, Jonatan, Roganvarth Notable Clan Chieftains(those marked * where also kings or queens of the tribe) Kestald Bisonbane*(1382-1394) Recent EventsIn the brittle peace after the destruction of the Dundealos, and before the arrival of Lunar settlers, some of the more adventurous Daldari attempted to reclaim some of the steads in the Dundealos Valley. Most were driven out or killed, but some have been permitted to remain (for no apparent reason), and annexed these lands to their rather more traditional ones. Clan Mythology: The One Good Goat, or Ragnaglar's only blessing.Long ago, in the days before Wakboth the Devil, when the mountains were young and the lands untainted, Ragnaglar Uroxbrother (cursed be his memory, name and vile progeny), sired for himself three kids; Carnik, Pyrcon & Nirpa. They were the first of the great storm goats, who scaled the mountains and leaped from peak to peak and reached the hidden gorges of the earth. All three were joyful and lusty, sturdy and hardy, agile and strong. Carnik and Nirpa, first-brother and third-sister had coats of grey wool, long and shaggy, coloured like the scree of the slopes, alike to their father. Pyrcon, second-born, wore short fine wool, of white with black patches, like the outcrops that show through the early-melting snow. None knew from whence the colours came, and for this his brother and sister teased him without end, and his father looked askance. As they grew Carnik turned all the more lustful toward his sister, and she more cold and cruel to all, while Pyrcon grew more curious. He always longed to explore further and see beyond the next mountain or follow the wind on its travels. One day, tiring of his sibling's taunts, he jumped farther than he had ever before, and found himself in strange lands unseen by his kind. Driven by curiosity he went on and on, leaving the mountains behind until he found himself in a rich and fertile country, way over yonder, under the moon's gaze. There he spied a goddess of the land, besporting with a lusty god, rutting loudly, and the sounds of their pleasure rolled across the plains. And so he went on his way, exploring further. Pyrcon travelled far, say some, even to that place where the snow never melts, and that only by a mighty leap was his life spared from the clutches of the dread god Valind, but that is another tale. Returning later, he came once more upon the plains of Kostaddi, where the same goddess called him by name and asked him to stay awhile; for her lover had proved restless and unfaithful, and gone his lustful way. Pyrcon would have passed her by, until he caught sight of a flash of black and white, and then another close by the heels of Urdarya, for that was her name. Intrigued he came closer, and saw to his amazement, kids as alike to him as siblings and offspring. "How is this?" he asked aloud in wonderment. The goddess laughed merrily in response. "I saw you as you passed sometime before, and admired your coat and hardy form. Born in your image, you are truly their foster-father, though you knew it not. Abide here with me and you will be ancestor to a great race." Seeing the truth in her words, and loving those kids, he did so. In this way he became friend and companion to Urdarya in a foreign land, and by so doing escaped the curse that came upon his kin by way of his foul father. And thus it is said that Pyrcon is the One Good Goat, and vile Ragnaglar's Only Blessing. |
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