Wawari Bobul
Population
30% Fae’ethelan
25% Orkhan
10% Lysanrin
5% Goblinoid
30% other or more commonly mixbreeds of the above.
Cheif Marwoi the Blessed
Artifact Gololo Gula, Or the feasting sack
Primal Kegumu Rakaka, or the Silent fisher king
Location, Wawari Bobul lies on a river near the edge of the great jungle that borders the great Atraxian desert.
The village of Wawari Bobul is a humble place with a small population even as villages go of only around seventy permanent residents. That said they are a tight nit and driven people used to hardship but still driven to celebrate as often as they can manage. The village is named for the constant sound water navigating the rocky bend the village was placed upon, this sound is often accompanied by windchimes, the villagers all hang at least one if not many more chimes about their residences to ward off the dreaded silence that marks the presence of the Kegumu Rakaka.
The village while small is home to many artisans, though they are all practitioners of niche arts not often sought by those not of their village. The villagers of Wawari Bobul are all members of Greaya Mawoid, or the family soul which is the object of their worship. To this end the artisans in the village all lean towards the arts of necromancy and artifificing or the mundane arts of puppeteering. All of these arts are practiced in the pursuit of storytelling or protecting the village. It is not unheard of for the bones of a village hunter to be animated once more for the defense of their home. In fact some ask for their eventual corpses to be prepared for such inevitabilities, and consider it a great honor to do so. Like most ecithians the villagers value adoption and family very highly and are a rather diverse village however the Fae slightly outnumber the rest, perhaps due to their love of art. Due to the Fae's propensity for turning to dust upon dying they've presented many quandaries to the corpse artisans of the village, as such many of the aetherfallen have taken to more insectoid forms and make an effort to leave behind a molted carapace or shell so that they might be remembered. Furthermore the dust left behind by their kind still seems to be capable of being turned into an popular alcoholic beverage in the village.
Interior locations
Greavaya's sikwares (Fae'ethelan spider silk spun clothing)
Morchanan's Dolls Puppets and friends ( "toy store" )
Greyuld's Theater, (man theater where every night oral histories and folktales are recanted)
