Thus Spake Zaranephilpal/MountainFolkSongs

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(un)reason: Do the mountain folk know anything about autocthons current whereabouts and the existance of the alchemicals, or are they as clueless as everyone else in creation?

Keep the commandments of the Great Maker.
Let the fires of your forges rise as incense,
And ringing hammers as temple bells.
Let jade eyes unseeing look beyond despair,
And witness in Enlightenment all wisdom.
Raise no towers of pride, as once arose
In ages before our kind, now Nameless.
Raise none as gods above the craft of gods,
From whose hands we stir in being.
Dwell in cyclic resurrection,
Your triune vigil of timeless epochs,
Dwell in blessed certainty,
His eminent return shall follow.


Glamourweaver: Wow! Sounds great. I especially like the... gutteral pride... that seems apparent in the invocation of the Unenlightened above. Lets see there are 3 Castes... Myrmidons (born to pain & suffering), Ironsouls (born to labor unceasing), & Firstborn (born to wonders unimagined). Are these Castes universal to both the Enlightened & the Unenlightened?

All great machines,
Turn upon Humble Gears,
Even the Engines of Victory,
And the Righteous Engineers.

Let the Children of Clay, Stone and Crystal dwell together,
And upon each other build the foundations of survival.
Inefficiency is death delayed, and cowardice death immediate,
Yet no death so great as death of vision.

Arise, you Pillars of the Mountain!
Upon you rests the weight of the future.
Efficiency is deliverance, sacrosanct,
Where you seek the roots of life.

Arise, you Steel-Hearts!
Go forth in retribution for yourselves,
Bold is life that dies anew to live,
And falls that cities stand.

Arise, you Princes of Adamant!
Take your thrones and don the crowns of your inheritance.
Keep the commandments of the Maker always,
Be as Him in your vision.


2. What is the nature of the Enlightened & Unelightened Mountain Folk?

We count the epochs and watch our kin,
A faltering host accustomed to treachery.
We are the final remnants of glory usurped,
By the prayers of the Chosen.

Knifelessly we knive one another in circles,
Round and round to the end of time,
We are the keepers of the guttering flame,
Stewards of our accursed race.


3. What are the Castes of Mountain Folk?

Thrice falls the hammer,
And thrice are we born.
Once to pain and suffering,
Once to labor unceasing,
Once to wonders unimagined.

We forge our broken way,
Jadeborn, to earth returned,
By the blades of the Myrmidons,
By the hammers of the Ironsouls,
By the hands of the Firstborn.

Miscellany

"Evolution is treachery,
Selecting for survival.
Ashes to ashes; jade to jade,
Lament the fall of glory."

"Hail to the firstborn,
Older and younger than dirt
From which the mountains grow.
May distant cries of ghostless dead
Answer your vigilance."