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Cohoris

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Cohoris

 

Description

The only remaining faction of The Four Factions of Arkleaf.

 

Likely descendents of the Kryatures and Sjkarblae.

 

The Cohoris are a tree-dwelling people who originally hail from the Arkenvale, the forest of which was known as the Tiny Forest of Minuaten. Although their forest was small, their spirit and knowledge of woodcraft was not, and they used what little timber they had access to for building their homes. Considering the amount of lumber available for these homes was of limited supply, over a few short generations the construction led to the decimation of the Tiny Forest of Minuaten. Finding themselves in a vast, now treeless plain, they soon gathered the strong grasses found there and began to knit the fibers together to make tents, clothing, sacks, and various other useful tools. (Despite an obvious correlation, the famed Cohoris Battlestaff was not developed until the people's untimely self-censure from their wooden homes. The first battlestaves were made of knotted rushes.)

 

Unfortunately, these knitted tools proved very delicious to the hermit-like Khith and caused some hostility between the two groups. However, both groups -- being fairly peaceful by nature -- soon formed an alliance. That alliance was soon faced with their first challenge: to convince the crab-like Wutel from beating them senseless. After all the fighting was said and done, the three groups joined forces to become the Khith-Cohoris-Wutel, with the Cohoris becoming the skilled artisans of the now thrice-strong confederation.

 

The Cohoris are a nimble people, tall and lithe, with an unnatural grace about them that they somehow manage to transfer to their weaving. Cohoris skin is colored various shades of green and brown. Their hair resembles the strong grasses of their homeland, and subtly changes colour with the season. Originally a tree-dwelling race, the Cohoris have opposable thumbs not only on their hands, but on their feet as well. These opposable toes which formerly helped them grip the tree branches of their forest homes, now aid in making them the most skilled weavers and knitters in all of Battal. Watching a Cohoris weave is a disturbing and intriguing sight to someone who has never seen it before -- their hands and feet working in fluid, yet frenzied unison –- and it often appears to an uninitiated onlooker that the Cohoris is being attacked by an animated tent or basket. However, despite their strange appearance while weaving, they still manage to produce many fine grass products, such as tents, clothing, bags, and even the occasional wall hanging, which are all the more remarkable in light of the Cohoris' lack of walls.

The people of the Cohoris race are able to shoot quill-like needles from their mouths. Intended to be used as a self-defense mechanism, the Cohoris have instead taken to using the needles for knitting. However, they cannot generate a needle at will; they are only expelled when a Cohoris feels threatened or uncomfortable. Cohor, the First Sire of the Cohoris was very socially awkward, and thus felt threatened and uncomfortable quite a bit. It is speculated by some that this may have lead to the accidental defeat of several of his friends and foes due to untimely expelled needles.

 

Since their creation, the Cohoris have taken great pride in decorating their vestigial tusks, commonly using rings and carvings. You can usually tell how old –- or at least how experienced –- a Cohoris is by the decorations on his tusks. The older and more experienced Cohoris have fancy rings, intricate carvings, and often a tally of how many things they have knitted and weaved over the years. The oldest and most experienced of these Cohoris often find their tusks almost completely whittled away due to all their many achievements.

 

The Cohoris pass down their knowledge and history through storytelling. After the Khith-Cohoris-Wutel alliance got up and running, they fleshed out the Wutel’s only legend, The Lost Son of the Wutel, and they delight in telling ancient tales. These tales get better and better with each generation, as Cohoris storytellers can’t help but exaggerate the tales at least slightly, to emphasize their importance. Most of these stories deal with Cohor, and one of the favorites is the tale of the Fourteen Great Trials. The Eggs of Power part is downplayed by most Cohoris storytellers.

 

Formerly the Tiny Forest of Minuaten, the homeland of the Cohoris is now a treeless grassland, at the centre of which lies the Sacred-but-Unimpressive Woodpile. This is all that remains of the former forest, and is considered an oracle by many of the Cohoris. It is unclear whether the Sacred-but-Unimpressive Woodpile is actually an oracle, or if the few visions seen are induced by Cohoris Dream Paste, or simply made up.

 

Imaginative and resourceful, the Cohoris tend to use all-natural ingredients and materials in everything they produce. However, their resourcefulness has occasionally been a source of woe, such as when Cohor -- suffering from an unprecedented full-body itch –- used a live hamster to scratch himself, and contracted a severe case of the Floibles. A more extreme example is when the Cohoris decided that they would like to try living in houses instead of trees, which resulted in the destruction of the Tiny Forest of Minuaten and the creation of the Sacred-but-Unimpressive Woodpile. The woodpile serves as a reminder to the Cohoris to take only what they need and that sometimes what seems like a good and/or resourceful idea at the time, might just be the Cohoris Dream Paste talking. Nevertheless, the Cohoris are more often than not very capable of surviving in the wilderness, living off of whatever nature provides.

 

One minority religion does exist among the Cohoris--those who follow the Cult of Joshua the Deliverer. They are largely peace-loving and co-exist well with other Cohoris, except on the topic of the Sacred-but-Unimpressive Woodpile and, of course, the subject of Joshua himself. They are particularly fond of Christmas.

 

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Comments (1)

Anonymous said

at 5:48 am on Feb 16, 2006

anybody ever do cohoris art?

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