Namatkore

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Rak are a race of orcs who are partially demon commonly called 'Demon orcs' or 'Blood orcs' that hail from the southern tip of New Ocean, otherwise known as 'Bal Kulo' in Raksha, their native language. They believe heavily in their clans and their krat, otherwise know as the way which governs certain professions, such as soldiers who follow vul-krat, sword way, or rin-krat, common among wanders. They also believe heavily in their system of spirits and gods who reside within the aether known as the void.

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## History

during a ritual to the god of flame and 8th spirit of Luck Takata the glorious Urdal Ull-táru gained a arm made from ruby by sticking his hand into the void gaining the epithet nekmaji [gave war tech two plus two will and lost seven goods]

transcript of ritual in question

A flame burns brightly lit it’s blue flame reflecting on the king’s face and two maidens face concealed tended the fire.

“Oh great flame taka-unn eraser of past and present founder of my clan, and 8th of the spirits of the wild. I call thee on this faithful night for aid I call not for jewels or glory, but the strength to guide my people teach my people the strength you have mastered but we have forgotten both to unite our people and strike out our enemies with flaming blades in hand. We have spoken to new face both friend and foe but still we must gather the strength to face them I ask thee as one of thy lineage give me something to fight on pat with our enemies wether men or magic ancient techniques or host of demons to aid us. I give you this sacrifice in hopes it will appease you.”

Seven wooden blades are thrown into the fire next one bèknm carcass and then finally a single rak with two ruby in place of eyes his screams muffled by gag as his skin sizzled and popped and then there was nothing but the scent of flesh.

“O lord of flame I hope these gifts and the flesh of the betrayer appeases you.”

You stare at the fire, watching it burn eagerly waiting for the gods' response. The two rubies melt, creating a small pool where the body once was. The king, feeling compelled to stick his hand in, touched the puddle of ruby. It did not hurt, it merely went deeper and deeper. Not wishing to fall into the pit of greed, he takes his hand out and discovers the ruby has stuck magically to his arm. You feel the power of a god surging through you as you realize the toll it is taking.

## Geography

The geography of Namatkore is similar to that of Havledon due to sharing border to the west which creates a gigantic swamp across the shared border. Within the swamp the great clans live working the land as well as fighting off the fish men former human mutants who become half man half fish. As well they hunt the many swamp fish that live in the rivers of the west, that is if they don’t hunt them first. While in the east it is heavily forested on region is a big clearing next to a large mountain where the city of Takarin resides. It is the heart of namatkore and the western half of the province as a whole, and the palace of the Urdal resides the along with the Maz.

## Politics

Blooming crown

Recorded by umu-taru apprentice scribe

“The applause was thunderous as the great flame peered down to watch the coronation of the newest king, Taka ull-tàru, as he steps out upon the large wooden stage. His large silver hair spilling down his back, glistening against the sun.” \*Clearing his throat and shouting\* “ My people today. We stand in front of the grave of my father, and his father before him, and where I too shall rest one day as well. Now for the reason we are gathered here. Today is the ceremony where I shall receive the crown that I wretched from my brothers hands (may his soul rest in the hall of kalma-koja). As is traditional we shall proceed to the ritual of blood drinking.”

“A servant comes out with a small bowl painted in green, and in his other hand a small dagger. The Prince slashes his wrist in one swift motion. As blood drips into the bowl, water is then poured in to dilute it. As the bowl finally fills, the prince is bandaged. He then grabs the bowl with one hand, as a court official begins to approach. Each takes a small sip from the blood as to commemorate their loyalty to his prosperous rein.”

“Now that has finished, onto the most important event. May the coronation commence!”

“A large siva begins to play its loud bangs, drowning out the noise of the many aristocrats gathered to witness this moment. A servant wearing a blank white mask appears, carrying a small box with the symbol of the arbiters upon it, as it reached the king. It is then opened, the king grabbing a small seed and a black crown with two bright blue and silver gems adorning it. He then shouts again as the servant removes his bandage, revealing the cut upon his arm.

“My subjects, today I become king of our people and so I shall make a promise. I shall not falter, I shall not fail, I would rather die by a blade then give in to any enemy we face. To show this I shall place a seed, of the namat kore, into my body so if I ever grow weak I shall die and my body shall be laid to rest.”

\*\*Part two\*\*

“He inserts the seed into his body with a small wince, keeling to the ground as two veiled maidens appear to place the blackened crown upon his head.”

## Religion and Culture

### Moral values and principles

Rak culture can be divided mostly between two groups: The East and the West. First, the East, who follow the Urdal Ull-Taru, have many of the culture icons of Rak culture, such as their famous bathhouses and silver flower wine, as well the mythical Kings Garden where previous Urdal are buried. Unlike their western counterparts, The East tends to be more accepting of those outside the clan system such as wanders who left their homes to explore the world, although they have a larger army than the West. The Rak of The West tend to live on the lakkat, or estates, usually based upon a large clan made up of the main family and smaller branch families. Lastly, the Shiosho, or the peasants and slaves who work the land. Westerners are much more devoted to their families and their archaic traditions then any king, and it is only recently that the West unified with the East so tensions are still high. The Vasa family was the first to pledge loyalty to ull-táru and reap the rewards. They provide many benefits, such as new dishes, new soldiers, and commodities.