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tp Races: Ilban-ui Hwangso
Bulls of the plain. Technology is analogue/steam, like the Drachs. They're one of the first races, one of the founders of the Coalition. Ilban-ui Hwangso are also one of the first races, along with the Drachs, to be strongly inclined for skirts for women. They don't have tails. They do have hooves. Very fine, close fur, of various colours, just enough to colour their skin, and large, drooping, floppy ears. Neither sex has horns. Men and women have two completely different cultures, which are strongly bound to one another.
The women are semi nomadic warriors. Their skirts are an ankle length A line with slits to the waist, worn under another ankle length A line that is slit in the front and back. This is worn with a long sleeve, mandarin collar tunic that often has tails, and with well fitting leather leggings. The front flap of the skirt winds up going back, underneath the wearer when she rides, and the two side flaps wrap beneath their legs slightly, and cover them. The back flap and the tail of the front flap goes back over the mount's back. The women ride horned, flightless dragons. They also herd massive creatures similar to the musk oxen of Earth, from which they take felt, wool, and milk. A girl comes of age the day she manages to put the beat down on a baby dragon and subdue it. She doesn't get to wear a skirt till then, because skirts are the symbol of womanhood. Women have little interaction with the other races of the coalition, but they've been shipped to other worlds that needed more defensive troops. Women fight with clubs and crossbows, scorning fists as weapons for children. Most married men have received a headbutt to the chest from their wife after having teased too much, though. Man chests are right at head height, it's hard to resist the temptation. Women also tend to thump on each other just for fun. Such sparring is considered more training to toughen them and keep their hand in. Different bands of women will gleefully attack one another in the name of fun, with no casualties and many bruises resulting on each side. Oxen herds are often menaced by roaming packs of giant kangaroos, and will instinctively form a horns outward circle formation around the calves, dragonets, and children of their group, leaving spaces between them for the Ilban-ui Hwangso women. The women stand between the oxen and fight the predators with clubs, thus acquiring valuable skins, and meat that may be cured and sent to the cities to be sold offworld.
The men live in walled cities, and are the most active in interacting with the other races of the coalition. A young man comes of age the day he manages to find a girl to marry him. He'll get sent out by his dad and uncles and told not to come back till he's got the contract signed. The men learned long ago that they're too big and too strong to safely give in to anger, so now if there's a quarrel the words are, "My wife will meet yours on the field." The men farm as well as cheese pressing, felt pressing, spinning, weaving, embroidery, and city offices. They seldom plow their fields, preferring to plant new crops in the stubble of the old, but when they do the men themselves pull the plows. They also have pulling contests at the gatherings that happen four times a year, and the women come to watch, brag about their own menfolk, and bet. Men have their own domestic animals, which are kept as housepets, but which also serve as the mounts for the young boys who go out to bring the curds home.
Both sexes wear boots with iron shoes on the soles. Men's clothing has little ornamentation, but that of women carries a lot. Bride gifts consist of beautifully embroidered garments. The men crop their topknots and their ears. Women wear topknots long, and adorn them with little braids, and many beads and sparkles. Some women will have multiple holes in their ears, and will sometimes have their husbands 'embroider' chains or sparkling cords through the holes in patterns. Others settle for various kinds of earrings. Boys and girls meet and get to know one another when the boys come out to pick up the curds.
Women go to the cities four times a year for the Gatherings. This is where the men compete for their wives to bet on, the woman spar for their husbands to bet on, and young men and woman of the right age finish their nuptial agreements and exchange their marriage gifts. The Gatherings are also the times when the women take care of their husbands' quarrels, or try to start a few if none are available. Fancy cooking happens, a few offworlders are given weed wine with mashed yam to make them froth harmlessly at the mouth, pet tricks of all domestic species are shown off, and offworlders stroll the markets. This is also where women get their ears redecorated, and receive gifts from their husbands. A favourite gift at the autumn gathering is a yam which grew in the shape of a heart (an actual heart, not the shape of the yam leaves). Despite her amusement at the gleespazzing of her big strong husband over the chance to present such a gift, it will be cherished, and then lovingly planted in his field by her own hands before she returns to the plains, to show that her heart is still with him.
The horned dragons are one of the mightiest apex predators of their planet. They're not a domestic species, though tamed females will often bring their riders to their nests, thus ensuring the taming of a further generation. They're social animals with a strong understanding of family but a loose social structure. A female's mother usually helps during the rare times that she has a nest, so the tamed ones often look to their riders for this help and make no protest when the one or two eggs are taken back to the camp. Female dragons are around fifteen foot tall at the shoulder, with two or occasionally four simple horns that have a slight S curve, while males are seventeen to eighteen foot tall at the shoulder, with multiple impressive, branching horns. They have a shorter version of a classic Western dragon face, with small golden eyes that seem a bit undersized but are full of wary interest in their surroundings. Both sexes have a mane of smaller horns/spikes down their necks, and both have medium size scales that overlap. Powerful, wolf-like bodies with compact feet made for running and long, slender tails carried in a cat-like way. Wild dragons are vicious predators that wreck great havoc among the kangaroo swarms, and only the oxen and the Hwangso women can fend them off or take them down. Camp raised males, and females who don't get a rider often leave the camp, but will view the women and oxen as family for the rest of their lives. The highly plentiful predatory kangaroos are their main food.
The undercoats of the oxen are super soft. Calves are little fuzzballs that romp around together instead of each following their own dam. The upper coat of the adults felts a layer over the rest which is cut off and strengthened, and then sold or used for clothing and blankets that are enjoyed all over Den-ya space. Viisaus of Tau has several of the felt blankets in his collection. The felt is breathable but waterproof, and regardless of the colour of the animal it comes from, the felt itself is always oxidized by the weather to a rusty red colour. This felt is what the clothing of men and woman are made from, and also used for the homes of the women. Oxen are placid things, but they're plenty big and strong enough to take one of the horned dragons down, or the giant predatory kangaroos that live on the plains. Baby dragons will steal milk from the source, but the mother oxen don't care. Cheese is another commodity that is made from the oxen and shipped all over coalition space, though the majority is kept for home consumption as a favourite food. It's formed by putting the milk into kangaroo skin bottles along with some wine made from a plant that the men grow, and then sending the resultant curds to the city with the courier boys, where the men press them to form the strong tasting, hard, red, smooth textured cheese.
The favourite housepets of the men, and mounts of the boy couriers, are small, fuzzy pachyderms, with little round ears, short, well-coordinated trunks, and two shovel like tusks on the lower jaw. They are seven foot tall at the shoulder, fast, strong, silly, cute, and loving. One of the crops grown by the men are the purple yams which are the native food of the pachyderms, who will do just about anything if a yam is the reward. The pets are very good yam planters and harvesters, and the men have learned to be very careful about where they put holes during yam planting season, because those holes WILL be planted by eager and helpful pets. The pets also instinctively hoard yams, which is why they're usually referred to as "squirrels".
The Ilban-ui Hwangso don't bother with the forests of their planet, which are the fiercely defended domain of little fey elemental people who communicate with the trees. These small people are distantly akin to the Ifiri people in that they're elementally inclined, but their characteristics and tendencies gear more toward trees and plants. They're not interested in treaties and working with other people yet, so they're not members of the coalition, and they won't let anyone else into the forests. There aren't very many of them, and it seems that they're not native to the planet. According to their legend, "God created the first men and women inside a giant white egg where all their needs were met. Then the men and women got old enough to be born, and the egg hatched. All the men and women came out, and saw the forest, and we live here now."
Magistrate Bathilda Hans Ecray of the Drachenschwarm, Lady of the Ilban-ui Hwangso spent part of her girlhood on the plains and learned there what would make her the first fighting women of the Drach. She also earned the right to wear a skirt among the women folk. Some of the embroidery patterns she brought to the planet are still used, despite her first bemusement at sight of the men doing the embroidery. Magistrate Hans' first, platonic, marriage was with a young man who was born with a spinal disorder and who couldn't go out and look at the girls when he was a boy. She helped him get around to deliver cheese and wool, and bet on him as a loyal wife should (he couldn't pull, but he was a champion arm wrestler). Her husband's life was short, but happy, and Bathilda would have stayed on the planet for the rest of her life, but she was asked to leave and to go find children for her husband.
The women are semi nomadic warriors. Their skirts are an ankle length A line with slits to the waist, worn under another ankle length A line that is slit in the front and back. This is worn with a long sleeve, mandarin collar tunic that often has tails, and with well fitting leather leggings. The front flap of the skirt winds up going back, underneath the wearer when she rides, and the two side flaps wrap beneath their legs slightly, and cover them. The back flap and the tail of the front flap goes back over the mount's back. The women ride horned, flightless dragons. They also herd massive creatures similar to the musk oxen of Earth, from which they take felt, wool, and milk. A girl comes of age the day she manages to put the beat down on a baby dragon and subdue it. She doesn't get to wear a skirt till then, because skirts are the symbol of womanhood. Women have little interaction with the other races of the coalition, but they've been shipped to other worlds that needed more defensive troops. Women fight with clubs and crossbows, scorning fists as weapons for children. Most married men have received a headbutt to the chest from their wife after having teased too much, though. Man chests are right at head height, it's hard to resist the temptation. Women also tend to thump on each other just for fun. Such sparring is considered more training to toughen them and keep their hand in. Different bands of women will gleefully attack one another in the name of fun, with no casualties and many bruises resulting on each side. Oxen herds are often menaced by roaming packs of giant kangaroos, and will instinctively form a horns outward circle formation around the calves, dragonets, and children of their group, leaving spaces between them for the Ilban-ui Hwangso women. The women stand between the oxen and fight the predators with clubs, thus acquiring valuable skins, and meat that may be cured and sent to the cities to be sold offworld.
The men live in walled cities, and are the most active in interacting with the other races of the coalition. A young man comes of age the day he manages to find a girl to marry him. He'll get sent out by his dad and uncles and told not to come back till he's got the contract signed. The men learned long ago that they're too big and too strong to safely give in to anger, so now if there's a quarrel the words are, "My wife will meet yours on the field." The men farm as well as cheese pressing, felt pressing, spinning, weaving, embroidery, and city offices. They seldom plow their fields, preferring to plant new crops in the stubble of the old, but when they do the men themselves pull the plows. They also have pulling contests at the gatherings that happen four times a year, and the women come to watch, brag about their own menfolk, and bet. Men have their own domestic animals, which are kept as housepets, but which also serve as the mounts for the young boys who go out to bring the curds home.
Both sexes wear boots with iron shoes on the soles. Men's clothing has little ornamentation, but that of women carries a lot. Bride gifts consist of beautifully embroidered garments. The men crop their topknots and their ears. Women wear topknots long, and adorn them with little braids, and many beads and sparkles. Some women will have multiple holes in their ears, and will sometimes have their husbands 'embroider' chains or sparkling cords through the holes in patterns. Others settle for various kinds of earrings. Boys and girls meet and get to know one another when the boys come out to pick up the curds.
Women go to the cities four times a year for the Gatherings. This is where the men compete for their wives to bet on, the woman spar for their husbands to bet on, and young men and woman of the right age finish their nuptial agreements and exchange their marriage gifts. The Gatherings are also the times when the women take care of their husbands' quarrels, or try to start a few if none are available. Fancy cooking happens, a few offworlders are given weed wine with mashed yam to make them froth harmlessly at the mouth, pet tricks of all domestic species are shown off, and offworlders stroll the markets. This is also where women get their ears redecorated, and receive gifts from their husbands. A favourite gift at the autumn gathering is a yam which grew in the shape of a heart (an actual heart, not the shape of the yam leaves). Despite her amusement at the gleespazzing of her big strong husband over the chance to present such a gift, it will be cherished, and then lovingly planted in his field by her own hands before she returns to the plains, to show that her heart is still with him.
The horned dragons are one of the mightiest apex predators of their planet. They're not a domestic species, though tamed females will often bring their riders to their nests, thus ensuring the taming of a further generation. They're social animals with a strong understanding of family but a loose social structure. A female's mother usually helps during the rare times that she has a nest, so the tamed ones often look to their riders for this help and make no protest when the one or two eggs are taken back to the camp. Female dragons are around fifteen foot tall at the shoulder, with two or occasionally four simple horns that have a slight S curve, while males are seventeen to eighteen foot tall at the shoulder, with multiple impressive, branching horns. They have a shorter version of a classic Western dragon face, with small golden eyes that seem a bit undersized but are full of wary interest in their surroundings. Both sexes have a mane of smaller horns/spikes down their necks, and both have medium size scales that overlap. Powerful, wolf-like bodies with compact feet made for running and long, slender tails carried in a cat-like way. Wild dragons are vicious predators that wreck great havoc among the kangaroo swarms, and only the oxen and the Hwangso women can fend them off or take them down. Camp raised males, and females who don't get a rider often leave the camp, but will view the women and oxen as family for the rest of their lives. The highly plentiful predatory kangaroos are their main food.
The undercoats of the oxen are super soft. Calves are little fuzzballs that romp around together instead of each following their own dam. The upper coat of the adults felts a layer over the rest which is cut off and strengthened, and then sold or used for clothing and blankets that are enjoyed all over Den-ya space. Viisaus of Tau has several of the felt blankets in his collection. The felt is breathable but waterproof, and regardless of the colour of the animal it comes from, the felt itself is always oxidized by the weather to a rusty red colour. This felt is what the clothing of men and woman are made from, and also used for the homes of the women. Oxen are placid things, but they're plenty big and strong enough to take one of the horned dragons down, or the giant predatory kangaroos that live on the plains. Baby dragons will steal milk from the source, but the mother oxen don't care. Cheese is another commodity that is made from the oxen and shipped all over coalition space, though the majority is kept for home consumption as a favourite food. It's formed by putting the milk into kangaroo skin bottles along with some wine made from a plant that the men grow, and then sending the resultant curds to the city with the courier boys, where the men press them to form the strong tasting, hard, red, smooth textured cheese.
The favourite housepets of the men, and mounts of the boy couriers, are small, fuzzy pachyderms, with little round ears, short, well-coordinated trunks, and two shovel like tusks on the lower jaw. They are seven foot tall at the shoulder, fast, strong, silly, cute, and loving. One of the crops grown by the men are the purple yams which are the native food of the pachyderms, who will do just about anything if a yam is the reward. The pets are very good yam planters and harvesters, and the men have learned to be very careful about where they put holes during yam planting season, because those holes WILL be planted by eager and helpful pets. The pets also instinctively hoard yams, which is why they're usually referred to as "squirrels".
The Ilban-ui Hwangso don't bother with the forests of their planet, which are the fiercely defended domain of little fey elemental people who communicate with the trees. These small people are distantly akin to the Ifiri people in that they're elementally inclined, but their characteristics and tendencies gear more toward trees and plants. They're not interested in treaties and working with other people yet, so they're not members of the coalition, and they won't let anyone else into the forests. There aren't very many of them, and it seems that they're not native to the planet. According to their legend, "God created the first men and women inside a giant white egg where all their needs were met. Then the men and women got old enough to be born, and the egg hatched. All the men and women came out, and saw the forest, and we live here now."
Magistrate Bathilda Hans Ecray of the Drachenschwarm, Lady of the Ilban-ui Hwangso spent part of her girlhood on the plains and learned there what would make her the first fighting women of the Drach. She also earned the right to wear a skirt among the women folk. Some of the embroidery patterns she brought to the planet are still used, despite her first bemusement at sight of the men doing the embroidery. Magistrate Hans' first, platonic, marriage was with a young man who was born with a spinal disorder and who couldn't go out and look at the girls when he was a boy. She helped him get around to deliver cheese and wool, and bet on him as a loyal wife should (he couldn't pull, but he was a champion arm wrestler). Her husband's life was short, but happy, and Bathilda would have stayed on the planet for the rest of her life, but she was asked to leave and to go find children for her husband.