Invitation to the Quarter Moon Festival!

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[!] This letter would arrive in the mail of citizens in Illivira, Jun Lei, Vale of Nevaehalen, The Watcher’s Roost, Musin, and to the remnant Hou-Zi. 

Niltze! Please join the Kharajyr in celebration of the Quarter Moon Festival! Amongst the Kharajyr, this festival of celebration is held at the end of each trimester to honor the cycles of time, the blessing of our late Metztli, and enduring unity of our community! On this day, please come in your finest clothes and jewelry. This festival will have food stalls, carpet/tent shops, buckets of face-paint and a Tlachtli court! It is customary during this festival to receive a face-paint of the moon you were born under, to honor the tradition we Kharajyr follow from our late Moon Mother. 

We sincerely ask the newly opened Vailu Valmiran to let your students come and showcase their music! We offer these great prodgies a paid-per-performance of their skills with a small stage to play from. Give this festival the pleasure of your bard magic! 

With the abundance of invites, we ask for help from your nations to select representatives to come share your nation’s culture on their behalf. We will place a carpet/tent for them and they will be given free access to concessions, along with a paid wage for their help! Also, please select four citizens to represent your nation for the Tlachtli Tournament! The winner of this Tournament will receive a mina prize pool and niche crafted items from the Kharajyr, along with free access to the concessions. And, they will be blessed with our High Priestess, which is seen to offer good luck in the next quarter of the year!

Please join us on the elven day, April 21st at 6PM EST as we start the festival, which will last roughly two-three days (9-10PM EST!). We are eager to enjoy this festival with our perta and can’t wait for it to come! 

P.S. It is customary for the Kharajyr to bring gifts to our K’uhul Ajaw and High Priestess in this festival, to reward them for their leadership within the quarter. Do not feel or think this is an obligation!

Signed by Yhl’Tilipotonqui Eittitica

Aelkos of Mind

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          Every three months, in elven time, the Kharajyr gather and celebrate all that happened in the quarter with a festival- the Quarter Moon festival. A joyous celebration for all the ages, it brings the Kharajyr together to honor the moon cycles, as they represent: life, death, seasons, time, and many more. They celebrate their late goddess, Metzli, and even in her death- call for her blessings. It symbolizes the unity of the Kharajyr and their perseverance to endure even the absence of their goddess, with their reconnection with the Great Breasts being a testament as proof.

The festival is held over an entire elven day, where many Kharajyr have worked the days prior to set-up the city in prepartion. Food stalls, pop-up shops, huts for storytelling, face paint and many more. Throughout the festival, many Kharajyr are known to bring gifts to their K’uhul Ajaw and High Priestess, as a celebration to them as leaders. The High Priestess will purify these gifts and send them off to Khalenwyr. And, finally, towards the end of the festival, a great Tlachtli ball game is held amongst the many prides to earn the Great Beasts & Metzli’s blessings. 

The Kharajyr and even visitors come wearing their finest clothing, adorning themselves with moonstone jewelry as they prepare for a grand social event. Some Kharajyr, especially cubs, tend to paint their faces of the moon phase in which they were born under! Then they walk the city with the sounds of drums, cha-cha’s, and many other instruments flooding the streets.

The food stalls carry many rich dishes of the Kharajyr. Tea, Coffee, Tacos, Empanadas, Tamales, Arepas- The pop-up shops may hold Kharajyr crafted jewelry, fine clothing, pelts, special ingredients and also many more! There are carpets and huts for elders to tell their stories, as well as many paint buckets along the way. And the entire evening leads up to the final event of the night...

The Ball Game.

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Each pride will send four competitors to compete in Tlachtli,  one of the Kharajyr’s oldest traditions. A grand prize will be given to the winners alongside a blessing from the High Priestess or their students from the Great Beasts and Metzli. It is well known that the winner of this tournament will have great luck in the coming semester, so each tribe competes valiantly to secure their blessing for themselves! 

The Quarter Moon Festival is a testament to the perseverance of the Kharajyr and stands as a symbol of unity. They reaffirm their bond with their traditions, nature, their ancestors and most importantly- one another. Held every three elven months, this festival is always one to look forward too! 

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...Awaken..

In the Throes of a Brilliant Vision, The Aelkos Yhl'Bartixci's senses gradually brought him to Lucidity, and soon enough the wilds of the spectral Khalenwyr were known.

The Tigerasi Slowly managed to clamor to his feet, and stood before the Stalwart Patron of Enduring and Loyalty...

...You have Accomplished as was Ordained, and I am pleased by your Offering.  Your Raiment Shall be Magnificent, and stand as a Mighty Bulwark for Our People...

Yhl'Bartixci Lowered his head in humble reverence.

"I stand as the Shield.", he could only reply, so as not to undermine Yahui's speech...

...But you must remember that a Shield will Fall without a Hand to Wield it.  Yours is a Responsibility Beyond a Mere Protector, Yhl'.  Remember your Duty as an Elder, a Guide and Advisor.  I have born Witness to your Actions, and while Altruistic, they are far from Wise...

The Aelkos could only nod, knowing what Yahui spoke of. He had been Reckless and Impulsive, and he had neglected his own safety to near death far and away too many times.  "My Mistakes of the Past shall be remembered, lest they be repeated. My Hubris will never again lead me to such self-destructive decisions."

...I would Not Allow You Here, Otherwise, Yhl'.  Know now that you Bear my Pact, and the Blessed Raiment I now gift you.  Your Great Labor in it's Conception will Only have it Shine all the Brighter...

Yhl'Bartixci nodded Solemnly, accepting her Praise...

Soon enough the Aelkos found himself losing his sensations, knowing this was the sign he would return to Aevos.  "Thank you, Yahui.", were the only words he could manage, before his body lost it's weight, and suddenly regained it as he was forced back to the Mortal World. Only Fleetingly would he stay, before Drifting off into Unconsciousness...

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The Pride of the Kharajyr,

The Champion of Khalenwyr,

bound by the mortal heart

and spirit blade.

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Yhl'Tilipotonqui carried the massive skull of Braugmaw the Olog inside the Kharajyr tree. He huffed the effort as he sat it down, then turned towards the altar. He rinsed his hands off as he stared up at the banners of the Moon's phases, before washing his face. He took his armor off, then turned with a stern look as he eyed skull with a glare that only esteemed veteran warriors could ever have. A glare that pierced like a blade, stripping away pretense and pride all to those select few champions. That glare behind the helm, a haunting reminder of one solemnly pure fact:

The Earth beneath us will drink its fill of blood before the day is done. 

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Yhl'Tilipotonqui prepped the shamanic ritual for his spirit walk to finally pact with Collocuectli, who gave him two tasks prior:

            "You will dedicate your entire blood-line to my name and you will dedicate

 that skull the pride slain to me, Collocuectli."

Having done both of these, Yhl'Tili gave one final look before he opened his bag. Inside was five grams of magic mushrooms, picked from the Desert Sands, known as Desert Mirage. He broke and crushed it up, to eat it quicker, and then took his robes and rolled them down so they didn't get soaked in sweat. Then, he laid down and took a separate tunic out to wrap his face into total darkness. He laid his head back and closed his eyes as his mana began to infuse over himself. He began to hum a nursery rhyme, one he read in a book, as his trip to the spirit realm commenced...

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PHHHHHOOOOOOSH-zing-BOP!

Yhl'Tili awakened as he sat his eyes on the spiritual realms. A black canvas with endless portals dazzling like stars. He peered over his spiritual form- turbulent tides of waves forming his being. Crashing over another, the conflict and turbulence, the calmness and stillness - the ever-changing and adaptability of warriors. Yhl'Tili has been in this realm many times, so he flew with ease towards the portal that called to all his kin's hearts- the island of Khalenwyr. It was the brightest star to him, and a smile would always adorn his face as he went straight through it.

He landed onto the coast, as birds and spirits alike hum through the opening into the jungle. The trees stretched high as he stared on. Turning around, waves would crash with their peaceful sound against one another. The tide rolled up onto the sands, then down again. He looked back towards the jungle and began his trek at a slow-pace, for he was in no rush to meet this colossal beast. 

Yhl'Tili tracked the way, looking to claw marks, broken branches and leaves as he continued on. Like all things in life- everything needs water. So, Yhl'Tili trekked to the nearest body of water that he and Yhl'Flaaowni once found the mighty Collocuectli drinking from. 

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Sure enough, as he came upon that lake did he see Collocuectli. The massive beast, his size, blocked out the sun as his scorpion tale hung over it- an eternal symbol of a moon's crescent. His horns stood tall, as his body shimmered with plates of gold and chitin. 

"Collocuectli" Yhl'Tilipotonqui said loudly in an affirmative tone as he declared his presence.

Collocuectli looked up, his large maw and killer eyes into Yhl'Tili as he rose up. And, of course, the sun was blocked out. Collocuectli spoke to him in pure Kharahatla

"Have you done what I asked?"

"Yes, I have dedicated our hunt to Braugmaw to you"

The beast stared at Yhl'Tili with that previous gaze described of a warrior. Yhl'Tili did not flinch or move, and matched that gaze back to Collocuectli. 

"Good...good young warrior of mine" Collocuectli recognized Yhl'Tili's effort.

Yhl'Tili stood there before asking, "Great Collocuectli, the spirit of ambition and strength, I call upon you. My spear has torn through enemies, and my roars have echoed in your name. I seek your blessing to walk the path of the shaman as your champion, to honor you with every victory and spill my lifeblood in your name."

Collocuectli face sneered "You dare to ask a favor so boldly?", he said as his voice echoed and vertebrated, penetrating the canopies as the leaves and water rippled. 

"I have prepared myself and done your tasks." Yhl'Tili stood tall and didn't stutter, nor a blink escaped his eye. "My spirit and my line will become a conduit of your will."

Collocuectli wrestled with his thoughts as he stared onto Yhl'Tili. He lunged at him- but Yhl'Tili didn't flinch. Collocuetli brought his face down directly infront of Yhl'Tili and opened his maw. It was sizes bigger than any Olog, especially that of the 20-ft Braugmaw. "RRRRRRAAAHHHH", he roared- but again, Yhl'Tili didn't bulge. His gaze was fixed as he was focused on earning this pact.

Collocuetli backed off and stared at Yhl'Tili with a raised brow, "Very well..." he said. 

"Then rise, Yhl'Tilipotonqui, my champion and fang in the Mortal World. With every foe you fell, honor me. With every prayer you utter, bind yourself closer to me will. I gift you to feel the rhythm of blood and fury, a warrior's delight. But remember only thing at all... to break this pact is to invite my wrath, and I will devour your spirit whole."

Yhl'Tilipotonqui looked at Collocuectli before nodding, then hung his head "Yes Collocuectli!" 

Collocuectli rose his mighty paw over Yhl'Tili and pressed it firmly onto him. Yhl'Tili's spirit warped and wrapped around as the waters grew darker.

Yh'Tilipotonqui looked up, "I accept this pact. Let my life be a testament to your glory"

"Go forth, warrior-shaman. Let me become amused as I watch over you..."

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Yh'Tilipotonqui woke up drenched in sweat as he took the tunic of his head. He was about to be happy... until he broke into a catatonic state and fell limp and motionless. A dumb grin would leave on his face as he pacted with Collocuectli, the spirit of ambition and strength.

14th of The Grand Harvest, Year 217 of the SA.

01/25/2025

   Two missive's would be hung up inside the Vale of Nevaehlen. One by the Kha Tree and the other in the main city's center tree. The writing was in Kharahatla and it seemed to be written by either a kid or someone whose hand was broken, or just terribly written. Either or, the calligraphy was almost impossible to read:

“Sa’vi! Nenochipa neaciz Nevaehlen auh nenochipa nexitlamatiz cenca temamauhti ittaz nopan metaquaperta. Yexitlamati yehmomaquixtillia auh yehnetntl. Yehuan cuicoa auh natza, yolpepena- amo cenca! Netlatani cenca Kharajyr machtia yehuan in quenin nehchicahua auh machtia yehuan teica yenochipa tlacamati nehuan! Nehuan tlanequilitzl icali acht yehuan auh nochipa yehitta and yehuan tlanequilitzl yehuantillia! Teotlac nehuan tlanequilitzl nehitqui netntl auh mictia acht Metzli! Auh nehuan yauh oni atolli!"

After finally getting through quite possibly one of the worst missive's to read, those who spoke Kharahtla understood the overall message: Acatletl wishes to hold a sparring session for the Kha and citizens of the Vale in the stone courtyard, and wishes to share a drink at their tavern afterwards!

-Acatletl'inon Ziquehicpa'ilatl

"The fire sun that fell from the sky"

Monday, 7PM EST, 1/27/2025!

                   Distant whispers on the wind of those bold enough to utter them...

 A soft muttering of shadowy figures in the bushes. Bright glowing eyes in the moonlight. All who see them either too scared to mention or too dead to speak. 

 Long ago when the Kharajyr clans ran 'freely' in the world, whether it was during the dark ages or in the land of Anthos; there began a devious work. Details of their creation as vague as the deeds they have done. It is only known the stealthiest and intelligent of Kha were trained and tasked with a great undertaking. Where some would seek glory in honorable combat on the battlefield- the Shadows would be the frontline of the backline. To sow fear in the hearts of those that seek ill will upon Metztli's fine creations. To combat thieves and hidden foes. For the Moon Mother.

 In the shadows they wander. Making homes in the darkness and becoming one with the night. A guild. A forgotten clan perhaps. All the same ancient in its rituals and tactics. They deceive, defile and frighten for the good of their most sacred divine creator.

 Etched in wooden signs, the bark of trees and even the stone pathways across the lands where Kha may witness a call to arms had once again come. As they flocked together to the new city the guild offered service.

 A symbol with ink so dark that it was only truly visible in the moon's benevolent glow.

And a phrase...

                                                                                                                           
                                 'In the night, we bring death.'

                  'Come to the magic town across from the Blue and White City.

                                    To join or seek work done.

                                      The fountain beckons.'

                                            'H. L. S.'

Yhl’Kabletli had ventured to the island of Khalenwyr upon the relentless calls within his dreams, answering a divine summoning. He had thought this beckon was for him to take in the lessons of his kin and return to Aevos equipped with the path forward. He had thought he would return home.
His steps were softened by lichen and moss that had reclaimed the stone streets, which had once bustled with others who looked just like him. Each crumbled building was a shrine to history, his history. Kabletli could feel it down to his marrow, it made his fur stand on end. Sure, he had been here before, but he was but a boy then, with a sparse understanding of the world. Now, he was a leader, an Aelkos, a pioneer in Kharajyr history… But was this not Kharajyr history? The greatest monument to what his people had been? Could be?

Yhl’Kabletli’s steps drew to a temple to Metztli, now fallen to ruin, the heart of this carcass of a society. The flora had taken the place of what he could only imagine had been countless Kha, filling the entrance and spaces within. The altar was still there, offerings replaced by dust, decrepit. He hadn’t even noticed he had dropped to his knees before it, not until he reached forward and found the distance wouldn’t close. 

a duty that would leave him a ghost haunting this abandoned paradise. An entity that Khalenwyr had yet to see; A guide through the ruins, to ensure the history within would be truly understood but each young Kharajyr who made their Pilgrimage.

As nightfall came, and the shadow of his slumbering goddess began to climb the sky’s ladder, Kabletli settled himself into what was once a calpulli unit, the items he had packed for the journey laid out in the mossy flooring. The cool light cascaded onto him, the reflection nearly making his orange fur appear white. Kab the Faithful, that was his name, afterall. As the old Tigrasi allowed himself the privilege of taking the time to observe his surroundings, rain began to spill from the sky above and fill the air with a steady rhythm. A message, perhaps, that this would not be his end. It was the rain, afterall, that would have allowed life to begin anew after the disastrous fate Khalenywr faced all those centuries ago. One Kharajyr left alone on the island could, just maybe, become more than that. 

13th of Grand Harvest, 2nd Age Year 208

November 23rd, 2024

The Inscription of the Obsidian Path

Before you stands a monolith of shadowed glass, smooth yet jagged, shimmering faintly beneath the light of the moon. Its towering surface is etched with glyphs and lines that twist and weave like the flowing rivers of starlight. Each groove catches the faint glint of silver, as though the moon herself has kissed this obsidian stone.

The intricate carvings are alive with purpose. Great crescent shapes embrace feline forms, paws clutching shards of black-glass, their eyes lifted toward the heavens. Beneath them, the symbols spiral downward in a dance of glyphs and words, speaking to the heart of any who gaze upon it.

This is no mere stone. It is a testament. A guide. A call to those who walk beneath the stars, to the children of the moon who seek to shape their destiny. What is written here is not just history or prophecy—it is a covenant, meant to be read by those bold enough to carve their place into the world.

Step forward, Kharajyr. Let the weight of these words press upon your heart and stir the fire within. The night is long, but the path is before you. Etched here in timeless obsidian lies your truth, your purpose, your destiny.

Read now, and rise:

Kharajyr, Children of the Moon, Bearers of Obsidian, and Builders of Destiny, I, Xo’Siyaj’ K’ak’, Chieftain of Xibalamtecatl, Divine-Lord of the Blood Moon, K’uhul Ajaw of the Kharajyr, carved this. Hear my words, etched in black-glass for all to read, a guide to our hearts and hands as we shape a new age.

Metztli’s Gift and Purpose

“The moon once bathed us in her full and radiant light, guiding our every step. Yet as the moon wanes, so too has she departed from us, leaving the night to test her children. This was not a punishment, but the greatest act of faith a mother could give. She left the future in our hands.

For just as the mother steps aside to let her child walk, so too has Metztli entrusted us to rise. She gave us life, but not our purpose. She gave us the stone, but not the blade. It is now our task to shape ourselves, to prove that we are not merely her children, but her triumph.”

The Path of Obsidian

“Look upon the obsidian shards that rests beneath our paws—dark, unshaped, yet full of promise. It is a mirror of ourselves: raw potential waiting to be honed. To live is to take this stone and strike it against the world, to chip away weakness, fear, and doubt, until what remains is sharp, balanced, and true.

Each challenge we face, each burden we bear, is the artisan’s strike upon the stone. Do not curse the blows, for they are the tools of transformation. With each strike, we grow closer to the edge we are destined to become.”

To Walk the Obsidian Path

“To walk the Obsidian Path is to embrace the journey of transformation. Like the child who takes their first uncertain steps, we must face the trials before us with courage and determination. We will stumble, we will fall, but each failure is a lesson, and each lesson is a step closer to our destiny.

The obsidian beneath our paws is not simply a symbol; it is a promise. It whispers that within us lies the strength to rise, to endure, and to become. But the path is not easy. Each shard of ourselves must be tempered by fire and shaped by struggle. The world is the artisan, its trials the hammer, and we are the blade. Every hardship strikes away the excess, revealing the sharp, balanced truth within.

Yet even the sharpest blade is nothing without the hand that wields it. So too are we incomplete without our people. Together, we forge a collective strength greater than any single shard. Through unity, we become the weapon that shapes our future.

To walk the Obsidian Path is to accept that we are not yet whole. It is to choose action over fear, resolve over doubt, and unity over isolation. As we press forward, let us hold our heads high, for each step shapes not only ourselves but also the legacy we leave behind.”

The Two Edges of the Blade

“The blade of a Kharajyr must have two edges, as sharp as the obsidian crescent that strikes with the moon. One edge is our devotion to Metztli—her memory, her teachings, and her dream of us as a united people. The other edge is our ambition—to carve a new path, to build a Kingdom that honors her, not through waiting, but through action.

A blade with one dull edge is no blade at all. It is through balance that we find strength, through devotion and ambition that we fulfill our purpose.”

The Promise of the Moon

“Do not despair at her absence, for the moon waxes and wanes, yet always returns. So too may Metztli return, though the time is not for us to know. What we do know is this: if she gazes upon us again, let her see not scattered shards but a blade reforged, a Kingdom built from strength, and a legacy worthy of her love.

We are the stewards of her dream, the builders of her vision. With every stone we place, every field we sow, every blade we sharpen, we prepare for the day her light shines upon us once more.”

The Divine Call

“Take up your obsidian, Kharajyr. Each of you is a shard, unique yet incomplete. Together, we are a mosaic of power, beauty, and purpose. In unity, we will carve our name into the world’s memory, not as wanderers or refugees, but as children of the moon, rightful inheritors of her dream.

Shape yourselves. Shape the world. Build not for her return, but because you are worthy of it.”

Under the Blood Moon, we rise.

Xo’Siyaj’ K’ak’ Xibalamtecatl

K’uhul Ajaw of the Kharajyr

Son of the Jaguar’s Skull

Born of the Blood Moon

Descended from Empires

18th of Snow Maiden, 2nd Age 206th Year

November 6th, 2024

A Proclamation to all Kharajyr:

The Fire is Born

A Proclamation from Xo'Siyaj' K'ak' Xibalamtecatl

K’uhul Ajaw of the Kharajyr, He Who is Called 'Fire is Born,' Son of the Jaguar’s Skull, Born of the line of Xerdun

To all Kharajyr in exile, wanderers of foreign lands and keepers of the lost ways,

By the grace and vision of our Mother Metztli, whose memory burns eternally in our hearts, I, Siyaj’ K'ak', Ajaw and devoted servant of our people, summon all Kharajyr to return to the Vale of Nevaehlen, to the place we shall call our Yencuic Aztlan—the New Island, the sanctuary and stronghold for our people. Once scattered, like the stars in the night sky, we will now shine together, a constellation reborn under the guidance of our ancestors and the memory of our goddess. We are called to a new beginning, here under the banner of kinship and the will of our Mother, who watches over us even in her absence.

In a great ceremony soon to come, I will be crowned as K'uhul Ajaw, protector of all Kharajyr, and I extend my hand to every family, every clan, every Kharajyr who yearns to reclaim the strength, faith, and dignity of our people. Here in Nevaehlen, you will find a hearth lit, a safe haven of kin and kinship. Come as warriors, come as artists; come as priests and diplomats, farmers and scouts. Each of you has a place here, as we build a New Island for ourselves and the generations yet to come.

Let the Tigrasi warriors and artists return to make our new city a place of strength and beauty, the Pantera nobles and shadowpaws to share their wisdom and loyalty, the Leperda priests and diplomats to rekindle the spirit of our people, and the Cheetrah scouts and farmers to bring the bounty of the land. Each one of you is called, each one of you is needed.

By the grace of our ancestors, I proclaim that we, the Kharajyr, are no longer alone. We walk in the light of the great Teteo, those who have been given divine guidance by our Mother, and they will guide our steps and strengthen our spirits:

Teotl Rha’kir, who led our people through the death of our Mother, guiding them from shadow into salvation.

Teotl Keidha, who forged the path to a new land, establishing the hope of a second home with his dying breath.

Teotl Kabletli, who brought forth a vision from our goddess in his dreams, showing him the way back to our lost continent, that we might once more walk the sacred soil and return the Moon’s favor through holy pilgrimage.

Through the legacy of the Teteo and the memory of our great ancestors, like the Tlatlanni Xerdun, who in his self-sacrifice earned back our Mother’s favor, I call you all home. Let this be the era in which we reclaim our unity, our honor, and the blessing of our Mother Metztli. Though her form may be absent, her spirit guards us still, as our loving father in my person shall guard each one of you.

Come, my children, my people, my heart. Let us shape this new Aztlan in her name. Let us walk as one into the dawn of a new age, so that the Kharajyr may live as they were meant to—together, strong, and filled with the blessings of our goddess.

Xo’Siyaj’ K’ak’ Xibalamtecatl

K’uhul Ajaw of the Kharajyr

Son of the Jaguar’s Skull

Born of the Blood Moon

Descended from Empires

[Pictured above is an Artistic Interpretation of the battles with the Mictlan-Becuani (Underworld-Beast) and the Lycan Hordes]

This lunar day, the Strength and Martial Glory of the Prides of the Remnant Kharajyr have been shown! This lunar day not one, but two great battles were fought by the powerful warriors of Pride Eittitica, Pride Xibalamticatl, and those between. First against the power of a mictlan-becuani, a beast of the underworld taking the shape of a titanic wurm. Contacted by the neutral exploratory party regarding the ruins of the desert, the Prides were drawn into resolving a great conflict between the Levanter and the Order over the origins of a destroyed caravan.

Yet even this troubling occurrence was not the end of the woes for the adventurers as, during negotiations, they were attacked! A beast, in the shape of a wurm of titanic proportions, emerged from the earth with thunderous calamity! No doubt the creation of some dark being (such as Xan), it struck against the noble Kharajyr, the honourable druii Theodred Kaeronin and their mercenary aids (Slith Cobbet, Leikn, Cesare Roa).

Yet even its mighty size and unfathomable strength, able to toss around an olog at will, were unable to defeat the Children of Metztli! Through blood they were raised, and through blood they would attain victory! They attacked the great monster, aided through the alchemical ability of their mercenary forces. Great warriors slashed and drew from the dark creature as potions of blasting rocked overhead, its bulk little more than a greater trophy to claim!

Even when the cowardly creation attempted to flee, there would be no respite. Too wounded to properly move, its life drained with it for every sacrifice and slash made in Metztli’s holy name, the Great Beasts of Khalenwyr guiding their mortal champions to defeat Her enemies. It died as it lived: Horribly. Nothing less than such a creature deserved.

[A moment captured after victory, amidst the ruined body of the Mictlan-Becuani]

But this lunar day would not be finished. In the midst of their celebratory bug hunting, the Children of the Moon would be assailed by two different attacks! The dangerous plains and their bloodthirsty denizens appeared first in the form of Caravachorn hounds, attacking cub and warrior and priest alike. Then, amidst the destruction of these feral interlopers, a second pack of strange cuectlachtli (wolves) appeared.

Far larger than any seen before by the pride, and moving with unnatural coordination, many cubs earned their first scars. Aided through the arrival of a Warlord and a Strange Being, the Moonlit Ones again prevailed through blood and pain. Jaws were ripped open, heads removed, bodies reduced to weapons upon the animal’s own packmates. Throats taken and Kharajyr claws proved superior over such Lesser design, all in the name of the Fallen Goddess and her Remnant Children.

The natural world today attempted to break us.

In turn it was broken.

Metzli Nequitlanaquiltzi!

[Pictured above is an Artistic Representation of the battle with the Braugmaw the Breaker]

Last Elven Day, a great battle was fought by the combined forces of the noble Kharajyr warriors of Pride Eittitica and the valiant Kraken Company of Haense, against a powerful and ancient beast of might. Lead by Sa’Bartixci of Quetzalcoatl and Do’Tilipotonqui of Collocuectli of Pride Eittitica, and Mara Vanir of Kraken Company, the combined forces joined to hunt down a most worthy and dangerous adversary: An orcish Olog, standing at over 20 feet tall. 

The monstrous beast had clearly been a plague upon the Children of Metztli for some time, given the variety of Kharajyr skulls that dangled from its waist. Powerful enough to have been hunting elephants to sate its blasphemous appetite, it was found upon a rock, laying down, and set upon by the combined forces near the human lands of Hyspia!

The brute was a fierce foe, armed with many stolen instruments of destruction. Its anchor weapon, ripped from a previous victim no doubt, tore through earth and bone alike as it battled. Strong enough to send even Tigrasi warriors flying, and durable enough to survive multiple arbalest shots without flinching, the creature was a wall that would be difficult to surmount.

Swords and spears, crossbows and bows, knives and axes and machahuitls were brought to bear in a dizzying array of weapons and tactics. The group advanced, making use of distracting elements and surrounding the beast, keeping it occupied as they fought long and hard to get past its brutish weapon’s range, to launch their righteous counterattack.

The forces met with thundering crash each time, supported through the use of spears and crossbows. Mighty weapons gouged the creature’s skull, slit its tendons, and speared through its body as the group worked in unison. And despite its great strength, it was eventually brought low. Its blood, a sacred offering to Metztli and her Great Beasts in this Hunt, stained the grass as it died.

Its body shall be repurposed to atone for its crime of hunting Kharajyr, transformed instead into an offering, and a warning. A trophy, to represent the glory of Pride Eittitica!

Metzli Nequitlanaquiltzi!

[This entire piece is written in Kharahatla, those not fluent would be unable to understand]

My kin, this is a letter I never expected to write, and yet my dreams are haunted by visions and voices.

Khalenwyr calls to me as it never has before. Each night I find myself upon the ancient stone paths, my steps softened by the lichens that creep through the cracks. Each night, I see the moon rise and fall countless times, whilst I remain present. This call can mean only one thing; I am being summoned. There is a greater will, a greater path for our people that must be followed, if we are to prosper to our greatest potential

The presence of the Great Beasts has shifted our path, our connection to Metztli strengthens whilst she slumbers, and new opportunities arise. I have been the Aelkos of Eittitica for many years, reigning with 3 or lonesome, and in such time I have done all I can to learn to best serve our people. But, in this era of change, there are lessons one cannot learn simply by trial. There are things that may only be taught through the divine.

Since the ages beyond Kharajyr’s isolated solace upon Khalenwyr, there have been instances of descendants earning a place amongst their society and becoming something beyond simply a friend of their people.

Those who are amicable to Kha, who live among them and learn their ways. Those who are true friends to their people may be given the opportunity to be ‘reborn’ as a Kharajyr, and earn the title of Hukhalnemi.

To earn the blessed title of Hukhalnemi, one must pass through numerous Rites. However, this is not so easy a task, as to even be considered for completion of said rites, the descendant must first be nominated by a Kharajyr to the Aelkos or Priest. It is only then that the process may begin.

If one has occupied place among the Kha for an extended period, and had not been nominated prior, they may instead write a report and have signed witness proofs of having completed the Rites with the aid of the Kharajyr offering nomination. 

A Place Among Kha

Centuries of persecution from descendants have left the Kharajyr race weary and isolationists. However, those who can prove trustworthy are often considered eternal friends. This doesn’t mean they have earned a place amongst the people, though. It is critical that home is earned. This requires patience and years, if not decades of time, of which a descendant person spends the majority with their Kha friends. More than this, they must integrate themselves into the community, acting as a cornerstone. This may come in many ways, ranging from protecting them, taking part in ceremonies and events, teaching skills, engaging in hunts, or even helping raise cubs. 

The Kharajyr Ways

One may not simply spend time around Kha and earn the grace of being considered brethren, but must wholly immerse themselves within the culture. Careful time must be spent attending rituals, classes, and ceremonies so that the ways of the Kharajyr are truly understood. Beyond simply ceremonial acts, the descendant must also be aware of mannerisms and conduction throughout day-to-day life. One must understand the importance of Metztli, the history of the Kha, the hierarchy, the language (though it isn’t required to be fluent), and the social traditions. It is something that must be proven to the leaders of the community, 

Endless Loyalty

A natural result of pursuing Hukhalnemi title is to develop a sense of loyalty to them, which must be proven and displayed through action. Such things may occur alongside finding a place among the Kha people, where one may risk their own life for a Kha, or perhaps save the life of one medically. Such is not a singular task, but a collection of deeds which demonstrate undying loyalty.

A Pride to Call Home

The final requirement, perhaps the most important of them, is for the descendant to have a pride who present themselves willing to adopt them within. Such must be earned and sought out by personal choice, based on the ideals presented by the Prides of the Kharajyr. This will offer them community, and display a place of belonging amongst the greater collective.

After all three Rites, the descendant must embark on a final trial in order to prove themselves worthy. A single trial is chosen from the following list by the Aelkos or Priest, where upon completion they will be reborn as a Hukhalnemi and join the ranks of the Kharajyr community as a brother or sister. 

Each trial below is based upon one of the titles Kharajyr may earn, the one chosen denoting to the descendant what area of Kha society they have proven to best suit.

A Kharajyr’s Mend

Medicine and healing is paramount among all societies, and likewise the Kha’s. As a people who are often hunted for sport by descendant races, injury occurs often and requires expert care, thus meaning well trained doctors are a necessity.

A descendant who occupies medicinal skill will be trialed with completing extensive training in the field, after which they must prove proficiency. There are three means in which this can be proven, and is to be decided by the Aelkos or Priest: The descendant may be required to show their abilities by performing medical practice upon a cadaver; they may be thoroughly quizzed on medicinal practices such as herbs, their uses, and what procedures are to be done on which injuries; or in the instance of it occurring, they may be asked to perform surgery on an injured person.

A Kharajyr’s Hunt

Taking on the task of hunting down animals is one often seen prior to important ceremonies, the sacrifice offered to Metztli upon an altar. Warriors are those who are given the responsibility of completing the hunts, and thus warrior descendants will be given this role as well. 

If given this trial, the descendant must hunt down a beast no smaller than a medium sized (200lb) boar, and return to the community with the body so that it may be used to feed others or be offered to Metztli in ceremony.

A Kharajyr’s Spirit

The Great Beasts of Khalenwyr are powerful beings who serve as magical, spiritual leaders who govern in Metztli’s absence. Made before the Kha were formed, they are the servant Lunar Council who may be contacted and connected to via spirit walks. 

If one proves themselves worthy, though such a task is significantly more difficult to earn than other roles, the descendant will choose one of the 10 beasts to become a Champion of. They will be taken to the Beasts domain and be given a task to complete, and when finished they will be granted title and uphold deep spiritual connection to said Beast.

A Kharajyr’s Trade

Extending the reach of monetary trade is something that Kha value hugely, in that it allows broad sharing of their presence. Great alliances are forged through trade, and merchantry is the means in which such occurs. The further that the Kharajyr community can extend their outreach, the more opportunity for peace to be forged with descendant nations and their peoples.

Trades(wo)men are given the trial of selling 5 Kharajyr items, the profits to then be given to the community to help support financially. Such is completed when the minas are given, as well as 5 signatures from the buyers. A

A Kharajyr’s Creation

The history and culture of Kha has endured the tests of time through artistic means more than any. The stories told, art made, and songs written all have archived their ways for centuries. Artists yield a unique and important place amongst the society as both entertainers and keepers of knowledge.

Descendants who bear affinity for the arts are tasked with creating a piece of work that chronicles an aspect of Kharajyr culture or their history. This can be any art, ranging from a dance to a poem to a mural, but must be displayed before the Aelkos or Priest for approval.

After all the required prerequisites have been met, the descendant will be ‘reborn’ before Metztli as an honorary Kharajyr, one who occupies a genuine space among the people.

The ceremony of rebirth, also called the Miqui Hualnemi ceremony, begins as the sun crests the horizon and paints the skies crimson. Dressed in classically made Kharajyr attire, the Hukhalnumi stands before the guiding officiant. A ceremonial blade must be provided by a present priest, so that the ichor drawn is to be sent to Metztli herself. Blood soaked skies witness as the descendant drips their own into a ceremonial bowl, to join an ink substance. The Aelkos or Priest will then guide them to swear themselves to Metztli and the Kharajyr peoples as the moon begins its lunar climb, the Munna’s shadow witnessing their declaration.

In the mean time, each of the Kharajyr present offer their own blood into the bowl, drawn as it and the ceremonial blade are passed along. To offer such is to accept this new member of the community, to gift them a Kha blood they lack. Those who deny such are to deny their acceptance, a great insult and often taboo, however both possible and valued. Those who present their rejection must state their reason, which will be considered by the Elders.

When sworn, upon the descendant’s forehead the symbol of Hukhalnemi is drawn with the blood and ink mixture, marking them and their new place. 

With this completed, they are accepted into their Pride of choice, and are adorned with a title befitting of their status. These reborn descendants will always carry the prefix of Huk’, but may earn others alongside if their trials present themselves fitting.

To conclude the ceremony, the Hukhalnemi turns and faces their people, their new family, and lets out a mighty roar of pride so that Metztli herself might hear the bellow of her newest servant.

When the great fallen goddess of the Moon and Time, Metztli, was in the process of creating the perfect being, she fused together countless animals through a process of magic-infused experiments.

Through this period, the world was granted various new creatures that existed in the smallest of numbers, frequently discarded when considered ‘failure’ to her goal. They, however, continue to roam the Kharajyr homelands of Khalenwyr. These Beasts, who inherently boast magical properties, became creatures some Kha viewed with reverence, however due to the climate of control held by the Tlappani of the time, such was often considered taboo and therefore was seldom spoken of.

As time progressed, and the Kharajyr moved from continent to continent, as their mighty empire fell, the Beasts saw less of their cousins in creation. However, the instances in which it came that a Lunar Pilgrimage would ensue, some would be lucky enough to catch glimpses of these mighty creatures

Redlines:

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Teuzauhtototl

Beast of Faith and Passion

Devotion and Eccentricism

[lesser of akezo]

[Alignment: Good]

Born from the forging of bat and owl, Teuzauhtototl rules the Faithful and Passionate. Many say he was created with the intention of guiding priests of Metztli, their divine faith in her drawing in the avian Beast. Especially since the fall of the goddess, his amiability towards loyal followers of Metztli has only grown, their devotion shown through their patience. Given his place as the guardian of worshippers, albeit not her right hand, he is said to have been Metztli’s favourite Beast. As such, he is dubbed the New Moon in the Hierarchy of Metztli

Coyocoatl

Beast of Agility and Deviance

Cooperation and Curiosity

[lesser of shezept]

[Alignment: Neutral]

The Coyocoatl is the Beast of Agility and Deviance, attributed such characteristics from the two creatures that had been fused together to bring forth his creation; Snake and Coyote. As such, he’s become notorious for taking on champions he deems sufficiently deceptive. Those who win his favour are often drawn to trickery and pranks, those able to utilize the gifts of quick and cleverness to outwit opponents, and those who often draw questions to authority. Within the hierarchy of Metztli’s phases, he acts as the Young Moon, the one often affiliated with adolescents. 

Apanmistli

Beast of Freedom and Resilience

Independence and Self Confidence

[lesser of xaakt]

[Alignment: Good]

The Apanmistli is the Beast of Freedom and Resilience, a strange amalgamation of an axolotl and jaguar. He is of the free people, those who desire liberty within their own lives. Ranging from prisoners who retain their resolve, to a veteran breaking past their fears of war, those who seek to be free and yield the internal strength to achieve it are his champions. This is the Beast of eternal enduring, and only answers to those who display such a trait, those who are weak minded, unfaithful, or wavering in their ideals are deemed unworthy of his call. He is considered the waxing Crescent of the Metztli hierarchy.

Collocuectli

Beast of Strength and Ambition

Stubbornness and Community

[lesser of leyd]

[Alignment: Neutral]

The Collocuectli is the Beast of Strength and Ambition, a union between wolf and scorpion. This Beast has become notoriously drawn towards the warriors of the Kharajyr, their champions almost always becoming those who seek combative excellence. It is never enough to simply be strong, in their eyes, but rather to be constantly striving to reach new heights and breaking personal records, one must always desire being the best. They are dubbed the Waxing Quarter moon within the hierarchy of Metztli.

Chihuateteo

Beast of Knowledge and Cunning

Philosophy and Decisiveness

[lesser of âmul]

[Alignment: Dark]

The Chihuateteo is the Beast of Knowledge and Cunning, a skeletal eagle of black and gold. Her wisdom is notoriously unending, and some claim she is the first of Metztli’s experiments, having seen all occurrences since the beginning. She, of course, favours scholars and researchers, however also leans into those who seek to use their intellect to their advantage. In the eyes of the Eagle, it isn’t enough to simply be smart. This is where she and Quetzalcoatl deviate, in that Chihuateteo advocates for the superiority of those with cunning, for one to use their mind to climb above all those around them. She is dubbed the Waxing Gibbous in the Hierarchy of Metztli

Quetzalcoatl

Beast of Wisdom and Leadership

Self Sacrifice and Altruism

[lesser of jevex]

[Alignment: Good]

The Quetzalcoatl is the Beast of Wisdom and Leadership, created through the magical fusing of a macaw and snake. She has come to be the patron Beast of many leaders, those who take to the roles of captains or commanders, and has been said to give guidance in times of dire need. The Quetzalcoatl is often considered to have been the right hand of Metztli, and has acted in the shadows of governing forces during the times of the Kharajyr empire’s greatest heights. Many claim she, above most other Beasts, has experienced the greatest grief in seeing the race's downfall, and will do the most to see it rise once more. Within the Moons hierarchy, she is considered the Full Moon.

K’awiil

Beast of Luck and Romance

Formality and Tradition

[lesser of isuz]

[Alignment: Neutral]

The K’awiil is the Beast of Luck and Romance, made into the form of a spirit snake. They are a fickle beast with a heart for tradition. While those who embark on the journey that is finding love often find favour from K’awiil, those who wish to yield eternally lasting relationships ought to be familiar with the formal courtship rituals of the Kharajyr peoples. Not only do they seek to bring success in romance, but also to bring luck to those who earn it. Praying to them often occurs prior to or during risky situations, in which fortune’s favour may be one’s dire hope. They are often associated as an aid to Teuzauhtototl due to their emphasis on the traditional ways. They are the waning gibbous in the Hierarchy.

Cipactli

Beast of Charisma and Theatre

Arrogance and Joviality

[lesser of brimztra]

[Alignment: Good]

Cipactli is the Best of Charisma and Theatre, made from the divine fusing of monkey and alligator. A performer by nature, she is perhaps the most peculiar of the many Beasts, many stories speak of how she has quelled the wrath of her brethren through song and dance. As such, those who too grace the world with their performative arts are regarded highly. Often, among those who seek out the favour of Cipactli, she is who is emulated during story telling or dance, her theatrical prowess desired by all. Despite a seemingly minimal standing, her role amongst her peers is to both maintain and encourage the keeping of culture through the arts, something many Kharajyr strive for. She is known as the Waning Quarter.

Yahui

Beast of Endurance and Loyalty

Assertiveness and Protection

[lesser of dazkur]

[Alignment: Neutral]

Yahui is the Best of Endurance and Loyalty, created when Metztli melded together turtle and alligator.  Many warriors often find themselves blessed by her ancient favour, those who assert themselves within the Kharajyr communities as people wishing to ensure the safety and wellbeing of others. More commonly, it’s guards who garner her attention rather than those who go and seek combat themselves, their unwavering loyalty to the security being the ideal trait in the great Turtle-Gator’s opinion. She is the Waning Crescent within the moon hierarchy of Metztli.

Omekuaikoatl

Beast of Sight and Patience

Openness and Peacefulness

[lesser of drelthok]

[Alignment: Good]

Sight and Patience are the things the Omekuaikoatl, the Beast formed through the melding of rabbit and gecko . He is known for his favouritism towards monk-like Kha, who spend their time mastering the inner self. Omekuaikoatl promotes peacefulness within social situations as well as openness to alternative views, often closing himself off to those inclined towards stubbornness. A closed mind hardly wins his favour. Priests often align themselves with him, their connection strengthened through acts of meditation and mindfulness. He is the Old Moon in Metztli’s Hierarchy.

 

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The Kharajyr are a race of great pride and a deep love of showing off. As such, there is a rigidity within their classes and hierarchy. Those at the top yield greater power within the community, and their say carries more weight. Contrary to their historical manners, however, in the modern era there is a much greater intermingling between the higher and lower classes.

Below are the ranked positions one may uptake, alongside the symbols each are affiliated with that are granted upon Maca Tocaitl.

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Aelkos - Yhl’

With the time of those blessed by Metztli to lead having long since passed, the title of Tlatanni is no more. To respect this absence, those in total leadership now adopt the title of Aelkos, those historically below the Tlatanni. To be granted this title is of utmost honour, and can only be given by another Aelkos passing down their title.

Priests - Ja’
Beneath the Aelkos, those who yield the highest authority are those who are anointed the position of Priest. Being those who teach the ways of Metztli and preach of her teachings, they offer one of the most important roles; the glue that sticks Kha together. After centuries passed, it is they who continue to keep Metztli’s name sacred and known amongst the race.

Pride Leaders - Ri’

Those who lead a Pride act as a council amongst the leadership of the Kharajyr. While the Aelkos’ rule is absolute, they are to take the input of their people. This input typically comes to them from these leaders, who act as the voice of the people, and make suggestions based on what may benefit them most greatly.

Doctors - Dra’

Often considered the stewards of life among Kha, medicinal practitioners are highly respected. While lower on the hierarchy, with their say being less than many others, when it comes to their profession even Aelkos do not object to the Doctors orders. Kharajyr view their bodies as gifts from Metztli, and thus the people who ensure the wellbeing of said bodies are viewed to have holy gifts.

Warriors - Do’

The protectors of the community, the Kharajyr who dedicate themselves to the warrior path are granted moderate reverence for their endless loyalty to their people. Dying in the name of Metztli, protecting her children, is one of the most noble and honourable ways to meet one's end. These tlapana often embark on patrols, as well as maintain the peace within their own communities, and act in the name of the Aelkos’ and Metztli.

Magic Users - Jo' 

Given their connection to the Spirits of Khalenwyr, these Kha hold a high position and are typically seen as holy. While they don’t hold anywhere near the same respect as priests who dedicate themselves to Metztli, their power also yields them an important position among their people. This is to note, however, users of deific or voidal magics are dishonoured in their betrayal to Metztli

Merchants - Ka'/Ki'/Ko' 

Silver tongued Kha with an affinity for drawing in wealth and bartering for goods hold an important role within society. They are often considered the backbone of the interpersonal relationships among the Kharajyr and the descendant races, as more than any they are the ones who embark on journeys to sell their wares, spreading the Kha’s name across the lands. 

Artists - Ji’ 

While artists are typically seen as the lowest among the hierarchy, it does not mean they don’t play a vital role. It is the artists who preserve the ancient history of the Kha through their works, storytelling, music, and even their meals. It is often these Kha who spend their time teaching the young about their ancestors, carrying on the countless legacies before them.

Adults - Si’/Sa’/So’

Kharajyr who reach adulthood but have not yet found themselves a place within the greater class system are considered rankless, though some view them as the bottom tier. This group often makes up the majority within their communities, filled with those searching for their callings. Though, some maintain this role for life, as it encompasses those who uptake smaller, albeit important, jobs without a noble title. 

Children- S’

The cubs of the Kharajyr, once given their true name by an Aelkos, are also rankless, in that they are too young to hold any true say. They are cared for by the greater community, as well as their pride. Despite their position, they are treated with great care and respect, as they are the future of the community in which they are a part of.

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Moonlit Sanctuary of Ettitica

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v A Letter is Pinned to the Notice Boards of The Moonlit Lands v

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I step down from my position as Aelkos Tlamatini—Aelkos of Mind.

This one has talked with my fellow Aelkos, and while I have served for many years since our time in Aevos, I am still willing to serve this home—though, I put aside my title to resume life as a regular Denizen of our Sanctuary.  I am proud to have seen our home grow to what it is now, and that our Beastfolk have found a place to call home—that our Sanctuary is given life once more.  I will, despite my resignation, continue to nurture the next generation of Kharajyr as Ittaconetl of the Sanctuary.  A quiet life, once more, as a Caretaker of the Sanctuary.

If any of Nor-Velyth or my fellow Kharajyr have any inquiries, you are free to come to me.  I would be glad to offer clarity, and past that, I am still an Elder.  My role, even as a Denizen, is to offer my insight and knowledge.  Forever am I bound to that.  Though, a small retirement is looking nice while I am still ahead.

Be well, Metzli nequitlanequiliztli.

Completed Language Document

For centuries, the Kharajyr language has been lost to time. Only fractions and remnants have survived history, continuing to build upon the lost and fragmented nature of the once mighty race of cat folk. However, with a new rise in culture and sustainment, numerous kha have come together to create a fully fledged dictionary. Basing off of their knowledge of the remnants of the language, new words were created to replace those forgotten, allowing for the race to speak unified at long last. 

Kharahatla is a language of numerous rules and discrepancies, which will be listed and further explained throughout the dictionary

It remains under works as the days pass and Kharajyr piece together new aspects of their tongue, being updated often for all to use.
 

Common Words/ Phrases

All night - cenyohual

All right, OK - ca ye cuallitlaz

At the city - altepepan

Do not worry - macamo tequipachoa

For a while / for some time - huecauhtica

Has it been long since (?) - cuix ye huecanh

Hello (informal ) - Sa’vi

Here it is / this is it - izcatqui

How did it go? - quenin otimohuicac?

I am called [name] - nemotenehua [name]

I had seen you - onimitzittacca

In a moment / just a moment - aocmo huecauh

In the first place - acattopa

In the wilderness - tepepan

Inside the house - itech calli

It is necessary - inech monequi

It is said that - mihtoa

It is written - ihcuilotic

I’ll see you - nimitzittaz

Just a little - zan tepitzin

Like this, this way - yuhquin

May you be well/farewell - ma xipatinemi

Metztli wills it - Metztli nequitlanequilztli

Nice to meet you - Cualli ic tetocihuia 

Not ... but - amo ... zan.

Not any more - aocmo

Not yet - ayamo

Once that / as soon as - in oyuh

Praise Metztli! - wahuetl Metztli!

Something else / one more thing - occe tlamantli

Thank you - Mul’ta

That’s why - ic

The one that -  in tiein

The one who __ - in aquin

Very well - cenca cualli

Why not ? - tle inic amo

You’re welcome - tra’kul

Familial Kharahatla words:

Patta - Father

Muuna - Mother

Teciztli - Kin, Parents, Lineage

Muuna - The Goddess (Metztli)

Metz’al - Spouse/mate

Per - Son

Maut - Daugher

Tlacho - Child

Per’ta - Brother

Maun’na - Sister

Teco’ta - Sibling (teco’huan pl.)

Tlatteco - Cousin

Colli -  Grandfather.

Tlatli - Aunt/Uncle, also used to address non-related close adults

NUMBERS

One - ce

Two - ome

Three - yei

Four - Nahui

Five - macuilli

Six - chicoace

Seven - chicome

Eight - chicuey

Nine - chicnahui

Ten - matlactli

Twenty - cempoalli

Thirty - treinta

Fourty - imomtl

Fifty - ommatlactli

Sixty - yequimilli

Seventy - cempohua

Eighty - nanappo

Ninety - noventa

___ Hundred - pohualli 

(To conjugate into first, second, third, etc, prefix of ‘tlen’ is used: ie First - tlen ce)

PRONOUNS

I/me - nehuatl, ne

You - tehuat, te

You pl. - tehuan, teh

We - nehuan, neh

He/She/It - yehuat, ye

They - yehuan, yeh

CONJUGATION

*an infinitive is a verb in its basic form- to be, to know, to do. Conjugating an infinitive to present would turn them into I am, she knows, we do

Examples:

I eat - necua (Ne + cua)

She asked - yetlatlanic (Ye + tlatlanic)

They will obey - yehtlacamatizqueh (Yeh + tlacamatizqueh)

We play - nehtlacualoa (Neh + Tlacualoa)

NOUNS

A noun is a word that can be the subject of a clause, or the object (indirect or direct) of a verb. In simple terms, it is a person, place, or thing.

In Kharahatla, there is one important way to identify nouns, four common suffixes, which are:

• -tli

• -li

• -in

• -tl

Pluralization:

• Nouns ending with -tl are pluralized with -h: 

mountain: tepetl, mountains: tepeh 

• Nouns ending in -tli (-tin): 

man: oquictli, men: oquichtin

• Nouns ending in -li the plural will be -lan: 

light: tlahuilli, lights: tlahualan

• Nouns with the -in suffix will be pluralized with -ac:

singer: ohetin, singers: ohetac 

Irregular Nouns

However, these suffixes are not always present, and like most languages there are exceptions to this rule. For example, ‘mizton’ is the term for cat, and is one of the terms that do not adopt this commonality. When faced with these oddities, pluralizing may come to be something of a challenge. As such, a miscellaneous plural of ‘-meh’, for example:

Singular - Mizton   Plural - Miztomeh

POSSESSIVE NOUNS

When a noun becomes possessive, regardless of pluralization, it obtains the suffix ‘-huan’.

Singular                               Possessive

Child - conetl         My child/ren - conehuan

House - chantli         My house/s - chanhuan

Bath - temazcalli         My bath/s - temazcalhuan

Fish - michin         My fish/s - michuan

A

Acolyte -  yencuiteopix

Adult - letcatl

Afternoon - tlaca

Ancestor - achtontli
Anchor - niman

Ant - azcatl

Anthill - azcapotzalli

Antler - cuacuahuitl

Architect - calmanani

Arm (front leg) - matli

Artisan - amantecatl

Atole, drink made of corn - atolli

Aunt - ahuitl

Air - ihiotl
 

B

Bad Breath - camapotoniliztli

Bad, wrong - amo cualli

Bag - xiquipiltontli

Bar - ocnamacoyan

Barkeep - ocnamaca

Base - nelhuayotl

Basket-  Chiquihuitl

Bath - temazcalli

Battle - yaoyotl

Bean - yetl

Bed - Pechtli

Bedroom - Cochihuayan

Belly - ititl

Bird - tototl

Boarder - tentli

Body - nacayotl

Bone - omitl

Book - amoxtli

Book Shelf - Amoxcalli

Bowl - caxitl.

Boy - telpochtl

Branch - cuauhmaitl

Bread - Tlaxcalli

Brother - Perta

Building - calli

Butterfly - papalotl

C

Cactus  - nochtli

Cat - mizton

Cave - oztotl

Chair - icpalli

Child - conetl

Chocolate - chocolatl

City - alte

Clothes - tlaquemitl

Commoner - macehualli

Cooking fire - tlecuilli

Cooking Pot - comitl

Corn - Tlaolli

Cougar - miztli

Coward - Mauhcatlayecoani

Culture - huehuetlahtolli
 

D

Dark Elf - rohuemati

Dawn - tlathui

Day - tonalli

Deer - Mazatl

Devil - tlacatecolotl

Diner/Dining room - tlacualoyan

Dinner - cochcayotl

Dish - caxpechtli

Divine - teotl

Divine King - tlahtoani

Doctor - Tepahtiani

Doctor - ticitl

Dog - itzcuintli

Door - caltentli

Dormitory - cochiantli

Dwarf - yotzinztli

E

Ear - nacaztli

Earth - tlalcua

Edge - tentli

Egg - totoltetl

Everything - mochi

Excrement - cuitlatl

Eye - ixtelolotl

Entertainment- cecetli 

Enemy - nemachpan

Elf - rohuente

F

Face - xayacatl

Faith - letli

Falcon - tohtli

Family - nocenyeliz

Famine - apizmiqui

Farmer - millacatl

Father - tahtli  (reverential: tahtzintli)

Female - cihuatl

Female - ihuatl

Fever - Atonahui

Fingernail - iztitl

Fire - tletl

Firewood - tlatlatilcuahuitl

Fish - michin

Flat  pan - comalli

Flower - xochitl

Fly - zayolin

Food - tlacualli

Foot - Icxitl

Forest - cuauhtla

Foundation - nelhuayotl

Fountain - ameyalli

Friend - Perta

Frog - cueyatl

Fruit - xochicualli

Fur - platli

Future - hualquiztia

G

Gatekeeper - ittacatlentli

Garbage - tlazolli

Gold - teocuitlatl

Goodness - cuallotl

Grandmother - cihtli

Grinding stone (for salsa) - molcaxitl.

Guts - cuitlaxcolli

H

Hair - tzontli

Hand - maitl

Head - cuaitl

Head - tzontecomatl

Healer - ticitl

Heart - Yollotl

Heaven - ilhuicac

Hen - cihuatotolin

Herb - mezi

Hero - Icxicoatl

High Elf - rohuhuilli

Hill -tepec

Honey - neuctli

Horn - Cuacuahuitl

Hospital - cocoxcacalli

House - chantli
Human - tlacayeliztli

Hunger - mayana

Hunter - amini

Husband - namictli

I

Ice - cetl
Ideals - tlamanitiliztli
Illusion - tlamatili
Imbalance - nemiliztli
Immortality - amicqui
Impulse - cuauhxi
Inability - matetepon
Inaccuracy  - zatlamati
Influence - metacti
Insect - yolcatl
Integrity - kametl
Interest - necuiloa
Iron - tepozhuitzoc
Island - aztlan

J

Jaguar- ocelotl
Jam - tzitzitza
Jaw - tencual
Jealousy - chahuatia
Jewel - cozcatia
Joke - camanalitoa
Journal - aquiztli
Journey - cuepca
Juice- ayotl
Jungle - macapitactl
Justice - justicia

K

Kettle - meceptl
Killer - temictiani
Kindness - yolyamanic
Kingdom - tlahtocayotl
Kiss - pitzolli
Kitchen - tlacualchihualoyan
Knack - metlextli
Knife - ipanocan
Knot - pinacatl
Knowledge - tlama

L

Labourer - millacatl

Lady - cihuapilli

Lamb - ichcatl

Language -  tlahtolli

Leader - achcauhtli

Leaf - xihuitl

Leg - icxitl

Library - amoxcalli

Light - tlahuilli

Life - yoliliz

Lip -  tentli

Log - cuahuitl

Lord - tecuhtli

M

Maggot - nacaocuilin

Magic - iya
Male - oquichtli.
Map -  mapa
Market - tianquizi
Marriage - namictilli
Mask - xayacatl
Mat - tapalamati
Material - petztli
Meat - chito
Medic - ticitl
Medication - ticitlapana
Medicine - pahtli
Meeting - tlanamiquil
Melon - ayotetl
Member - cofrade
Menu - petarcatli
Merchant - pochtecatl
Message - titlani
Middle - tlanepantla
Money - tlaxtlahuiltia
Moon Goddess - Meztli
Morning - icippa
Mother - nantli (Reverential: nantzintli)
Mountain  - tepetl
Mouse - motla
Mouth - camatl
Mud - zoquitl

N

Name - motenehua

Nation - tlahtocayotl

Night - yohuac

Nobles - tlahtoque

Nose - yacatl

Nothing - amotlein

O

Oasis - nehatil 
Obedience - tlacamatli
Object - xotlmetapan 
Ocean - hueyatl
Odor - chipayayaliztli
Offence - tlahtlacolli
Old Way - huehuetlahtoll
Onion - xonacatl.
Orc - chictatli
Owl - tecolotl

P

Party - wacaitl

Paper - amatl
Patrimony - tlatquitl
Person  - tlacatl
Pig - pitzotl
Pigeon - huilotl

Plant - meyotoc
Plate - caxpechtli
Plum - xocotl
Poetry/poem - in xochtl / in cuicatl
Prayer Water - atzintli
Priest- teopixqui
Prince - pilli
Puma- miztli
Pupil - tlamachtilli

Q

Quail - zolin

Quality - michuacayotl

Quarrel - cocolli

Quarter - nacace

Quartz - ayopaltehuilotl

Queen - cihuapillahtocatzintli

Quest - matlatzinca

Question - ihioilochtia

Queue - tecpana

Quirk - tilocpan

R

Rabbit - tochtli

Rain - quiyahuitl

Rainbow - cozamalotl

Refuge - axihuayan

Restoom - axixcalli

Respect - mahuizpiya

Road - ohtli

Rock - tetl

Root - nelhuayotl

Rope - mecatl

S

Salt - iztatl

School - nemachtiloyan

Scorpion - colotl

Seed - xinachtli

Signal - machiotil

Singer - ohetin

Sister - mauna

Sky - ilhuicatl

Smell - ineconi

Smoke - cueitl

Smoke - poctli

Snail -  teponaxtli

Snake - coatl

Somebody, someone - aca

Son - pilli

Song - cuicatl

Source - ameyalli

Speech - tlahtolli

Spider - tocatl

Spider web - tzahualli

Squirrel - techalotl

Star - citialin

State (location) - tlahtocayotl

Stewward - callimaca

Stool - icpalli

Story - zazanilli

Stove - tlecuill

Stubbornness - aquimamatcayoti

Sunflower - acahualli

Swallow (bird) - cuicuizcati

T

Throat - tozquitl

Tavern - maclepitl

Tamale - tamalli

Temple - teocalli

Time - cahuitl

Trail - ohtli

Tree- cuahuitl

Tribe - calpolli

Trio - eittitica

Turtle - ayotl

Tortoise - ayotl

Tomato - xitomatl

Turkey - huexolotl

Tomorrow - moztla

Tooth - huiptlatlantli

Tongue - Nenepilli

Turkey - totolin

Tejocote - texocotl

Teacher - temachtiani (reverential: temachticatzintli)

Tradition - huehuetlahtolli

U

Uncle - tlahtli

Universe - cemanahuatl

Umbrella - tzacuilhuaztli 

Utensil - allacatl

Uniform - tlacoocelotl

Urn - tlapoa 

Unit - cetitilia

Urchin - nectopli

V

Vacation - neahuiltiliztli

Vase - tecomatl

Vegetable - quiltonil

Vein - ezcocotli

Vendor - tlanamacaqui

Venture - ixtlapal

Victory  - amehuatl

Village  - milpanecatl

Vision - tlachiyaliztli

Visitor - atecolotl

Volcano - tepetl

W

Warrior - tlapana

Warlock/witch - nahualli

Waste - tlazolli.

Water- atepin

Whiskers - tentzontli

White - Iztac

Wife - icihuahuatzin

Wife - namictli

Wild beast - becuani

Will- tlanequiliztl

Wind - ehecatl

Wisdom - tlamatini

Wolf - cuetlachtli

Woman - cihuatl

Wood Elf - rohucuau

Woods - cuauhtla

Word - tlahtolli

World - cemanahuatl

X

Y

Yesterday - yalhua

Young - xocoyotzin

Z

Zealot - pamactli

VERBS

(Note: To turn a noun into a verb, use the suffix -ahui)

A

To accompany - axiltia

To answer - nanquilia

To appear - neci

To arrive - aci

To ask - tlatlani

To awaken - cochehua 

To be afraid - imacaci

B

To be born - hualnemi

To buy - cohua

To break - tlapana

To brush ones teeth  - camapaca

To become - mochihua

To betray - nemkatl

To break fast - teniza

To burn - tlatla

To begin  - pehua 

To bury - toca

C

To be called - motenehua

To call  - hualmonochilia

To be careful - tempata

To carry - itqui

To celebrate - ininbatoi

To clean - chipahua

To climb - tleco

To close - tzacua

To come - hualehua 

To command - nahuatia

To complete - axiltia

To comprehend - yeccaqui

To continue - metakhan

To cry - choquilia

To cure - pahti

To cut - cotona

To get close, to come closer - axitia

D

To dance - mitotiani

To depart - onehua

To descend - temo

To desire - eiehuia

To die - miqui

To dine/ have dinner - mocochcayotia

To do - chihua (to someone: chihuilia)

To dream - cochitlehua

To drink - oni

To drink water (anything non-alcholic) - atli

To get dressed  - motlaquentia

E

To eat - cua

To exceed - cempanahuia

To exist - nequi

To extract - copina

To entertain - ceceltia

F
To be fast - iciuhca

To be frightened - momauhtia

To fall - huetzi.

To fear - imacaci

To feed - tlacua
To feel - xitlamati

To fever - atonahui

To fight - icali

To find - quimitta

To finish - tlami

To flee - choloa

To fly - patlani

To follow - hualtepotztoca

To forget - netlmecha

To forgive - mopopolhuilia.

To forgive - tlapopolhuia

To free - momaquixtilia

To fufill - axiltia 

G

To gather - mocentlalia

To give - maca

To go - yauh

To go out - quiza

To grab - ana

To greet - tlapaloa

To grind - teci
To guide - omaca

To grow - cueponi

H

To be happy - paqui

To be hungry - mayana

To be hurt - cocoa

To happen - mochihua

To have - nochipa

To hear - caqui

To help - palehuia

To hum - huitzitzilin

To hunt - ami

I

To insult - tlatlacalhuia

To invite - panoltia

J

To joke - camanallahtoa

To juice - patzca

To join - nehuantilia
 

K

To kill - mictia

To kiss - tennamiqui

To knock over - tlaza

To know - ixmati

L

To land- tlalli

To laugh - huetzca

To learn - mamohtia

To leave - cahua
To let - cochcahua

To liberate - momaquixtilia

To live - nemi

To look - tlachia

To look for - temoa

To love - monequiltia.

To make laugh - huetzquitia

M

To massage - momotzoa

To make - chihua

To marry - monamictia
To meet- tocihuia 

To meow - tlatzomia

N

To need - nequi

To make new - yencuilia

To nod - ixcueloa

O

To obey - tlacamati

To offer - moyeca

To open - tlapoa

To order - nahuatia.

To outdo - cempanahuia

To owe - metzcamen

P

To be in pain - tonehua

To be poor - icnotl

To be pregnant - tlacatilia
To be proud - atlamachtia

To pass - nalquiza

To play - tlacualoa

To please/give pleasure - pactia

To pray - tlapohua

To protect - tlapaanli

To put - tlalia

To put on - mocactlalia

Q

To quit - talazati

R

To rain - quiyahui

To read - pohua
To be ready - yenatix

To release - maquixtia
To remove - xiuhoc

To reside - mochantia

To respond - nanquilia

To rest - mocehuia

To reunite - mocentlalia

To run - motlatoa

S

To be sad - tlaocoya
To be sick - mococoa
To be sorry - yolcocoa
To save - maquixtia
To say/speak - tlahtoa
To scream/shout - tzatzi
To see - itta
To send -  titlani
To shake - papatlaca
To show - machtia
To sing - cuica
To sing - cuicoa
To sit - motlalia
To sleep - cochi
To slip - maiahua
To smoke - popoca
To sow - toca
To squeeze  - patzca
To stand -moquetza

To stay - ixtozoa
To stink - potoni
To surpass - cempanahuia

To swear - notcta
To sweep - tlachpana
To swim  - tlamaneloa

T

To be thirsty - amiqui

To be tired - ciyahui

To take - Itqui

To talk - natza

To teach - machtia

To tell - ilhuia

To throw - momayahui

To touch - ketcatli

To transform - mocuepa

To tremble - papatlaca

To triumph - pehua 

To turn into - mochihua

To think - yolpepena

U

To go up - tleco

To understand - acicamatl

To urge - ipan

V

W

To wait - chia 

To walk - nehnemi

To want - nequi

To wash - paca

To wear - quentia

To weep - choca

To whiten/become white - iztaya

To win - pehua 

To wish - eiehuia

To work - tequipanoa

To worry - tequipachoa

To write - ihcuiloa

X

Y

To yell - tzatzitia

Z

ADJECTIVES

A

Adorable - neteotiloni

After - teotlac

Alright - tepontia 

Annoying - cuemoliuhtoc

Awesome - chicampl

B

Backward - queptoc

Basic - Cuatl

Beautiful - yectli

Before - teixpan

Behind - icuitlapan

Black - tliltic

Blue - texoctic

Brave - colotic

Bright - huehuetzcani

C

Caringly - zan tlamach

Carefully - tempatapan
Closely - axitlani
Completely - cenquizca
Creatively  - tetl 

Cute - letmatz

D

At dawn - oc yohuatzinco

Daily - cecemilhuitica

Dark - tehmati

Dead - miqui

Diseased - cocoxqui

Disgusting - metaqua

Distant - hueca

Done - yemeta

E

Easily/easy - ayohui

Evil - tahampil

Exactly - icitamp

F

Far - hueca

Fat - tomahuac

Fifth - macuilli ic

Filthy - chiyahuac

Finally - zatlatzonco

Frequently - achi miecpa

Fun - tecoatl

G

Gladly - ica paquiliztli

Good - cualli ic

Green - xoxoctic

H

Healthy - chicahuac

Heavy - yetic

Horrible - temamauhti

Hot - cococ

I

Immediately - zan niman

In - oca

Interestingly - xacotal
 

J

Jarring - xicall
Jealous - chicotlamatini
Justified - yectilia
Joyful - acocholoa
Judgemental - tzontequi
Juicy - patztic
Juvinile - toznenetl

K

Knowledgeable - toltecatl 

L

Lastly - zatlatzonco

Later - zatepan

Left - opochtli

M

Muddy - zoquiyo

N

At night - yohualtica
Near - nepantlatic
New - yencuic
Next to - neteci

Nice - tletlalia

O

Old - huehue

on/on top of - ipan

Orange - naranja

P

Perfectly - cenquizca

Pretty - yectl

Purple - camopalli

Q
Quickly - iciuhca

Quiet - tlamatilia

R

Real - tomin

Recently - quin axcan

Red - tlauhyo

Right (side) - yec

S

Sadly - tlaocoya

Safe - yepenti

Scary - temamauhti

Sickly - cocoxqui

Slowly -  ayaxcanyotica

Small - xocoyotzin

Soft - yemania

Sour - xococ

Spicy - cococ

Straight - melahuac

Strong - chicahua

Suddenly - atenemachpan

Sweet - tzopelic

T

Tasty - huelic

Thin - pitzahuac 

Tired - ciciammicqui

True - mitzamato

Trust - tequixtia

Tough - chicahuac

Thick - tomahuac

Terrifying - temamauhtiand 

U

under - nexpiqui

unusual - achpilli

V

W

Weak - netntl

Wet - paltic

Wonderfully - hueitlamahuizoltica

X

Y

Yellow - cozahui

Z

OTHER WORDS (adverbs, determiners, etc)

A

About - tinemi

Again - occepa

Also  - nohuican

All - mecht

Always - cemiac

And - auh

Another - occe

As - in yuh

B

Because - pampa

But - tel

By - metap

C 

Can - met

Can't - metqui

D

Don't - macamo 

E

Either - nozo

Every - ixquich

F

For - acht

Forever - cemiac

From - ihuicpa

From - in ihuicpa

G

H

Hello (formal) - niltze

Hello (informal) - Sa’vi

Here - nican

How - in quenin

I

If - intia

Is - ye

it - meht

J
Just - quilin

K

L

Like - in yuh

M

Maybe - cuix

More - oc achi

N

Never - aic

No - amo

Nonetheless - yeceh

Not - maca

Now - nimanic

O

Of - nopan

Or - nozo

Other - mittlic

P

Perhaps - azo zan

Pardon - tilcrin

Q

Quite - pitzahua

R

Right away - nimanic

S

Still - oc

Should - tiuikilia

So - quitli

T

That - inon

There - ompa

These - iniquein

This - inin

Those - iniqueon

Though - yeceh

To be - ca

Too - nohuican

U

V

Very - cenca

W

Was, were - catca

Way - ohtli

What - tlen

When - itquin

Where (?) - campa

While - in oquic

Who - aquin

Why - Teica

With - ica

X

Y

Yes - quema

Yet - oc
 

Z

Yhl’Keidha Eittitica, one of the three leading Aelkos of the Sanctuary of Eittitica, looks from his bed out the far-off window. The ocean is particularly calm today. The waters seem inviting. His journey to Aevos had been the Kha’s third time crossing the sea’s vast expanse, the fourth continent his feet had stepped upon. He thought of the first again, the land of his birth, a post-apocalyptic wasteland full of dangers and disasters. Was it still there? Had this great body of water swallowed it all up by now? Could all the horrors that plagued his earliest memories be cleansed so easily? The Leparda would never know…

He pushed himself from the soft bed, the vigor of his muscles greatly diminished by his advanced age. Another came barging in to assist him. Keidha’s ever faithful Cheetrah companion, Do’Ahzahna, urged her oldest friend to lay back down to rest. He would not. This was not a condition one could merely sleep away. He knew deep down that the next time he was off those feet, he would never rise again, though he kept the grim reality of his situation to himself for now. Keidha stands in the center of the room, as tall and as proudly as was still possible for him, using the back of a chair to support his weight. There was not much it had to do. The Leparda was gaunt and withered in body at this point. His fur was thin and even lighter in its sandy color than it was in his youth. His cold hands and feet barely had the strength to keep him there. And yet, they would, for a little while longer at least.

Ahzahna must have looked on her friend with anxious solicitude. She stood guard over him without fail for most of his life, witnessing without any ability to help as age caused her fellow Kharajyr to waste away to this skeletal state. When Keidha asked that he be dressed in his ceremonial white robes once again, the strange request only exacerbated her worry. The old Kha was still as devious as ever and the Cheetrah knew her friend was plotting something. Yet, she obeyed. His hand shook as it came up to wipe a single tear from her eye, one perhaps she had not wanted him to see. Yet, he could only smile in his typical warm manner as he spoke for the first time in weeks,
 

[Translated from the Keidha-ese accent] 
“Ahzahna. Dearest friend to this one’s heart. 

Even after a century passed does this one still regret the time he treated you with such cruelty.
This one sought power over death, to be its master,
to join the mages of the dead and learn their magics.

But this one never admits this until now… Here, with you...
This one hides the truth instead, and with it, truth of why this one could not walk that path.

You were with this one in the Attenlund. You were with this one when he lost Xiuh and Tletl.
The comfort you gave this one got him through that expedition when this one was the most broken he could ever be.
Ahzahna was there every day since,
and that still did not stop this one from nearly shredding your flesh over some stupid pebble. It is this one’s greatest shame.

Ahzahna still never loses faith. This one was shown that day the evil he walked towards.
You were Keidha’s test, one he was proud to fail. If sacrificing you was needed for this power to be gained, this one is better to be without it.
It is the lesson all Kha should know. Life is to be lived. Those that make life great are to be cherished.

Keidha never thanked Ahzahna for teaching this lesson. It is the wisdom that has carried him all through these long decades.
Through our flight from Urguan. Through our finding and repairing of our Pyramid Eittitica. Through the invasion of the Orcs.
Even through coming here and establishing the Kha's new home. Mul’ta, Maun’na.”

The elderly Kha embraced his dear friend with as much strength as he could still muster. He knew in his heart that there would little opportunity to do so again. They held each other for some time, the heat of the Cheetrah’s body warming Keidha to his bones as he purred weakly. However, like all good things, this long hug could not last forever. Before they separated again, Keidha tasked Ahzahna with summoning his fellow Kharajyr to this room. There was more to be said and more to be done before he departed this world for good. She could hear him coughing violently as she takes the lift to exit.

The elder Yhl’Keidha Eittitica would succumb at last before the day ended…

When he died, he did so comfortably in his bed, surrounded by many others of his kind. Keidha’s final wisdom would be passed on to all. The Kharajyr were stronger than everything the world could throw at them, but only when they stood together. In life, he had taken up the mantle with steadfast devotion to unite his wayward kin in Almaris. Now in Aevos, as he saw them and their descendants gathered all around, the Leparda knew his efforts were validated. Keidha’s mind was further eased that his mission would outlast him with the successor to his position in the Sanctuary named personally. Perhaps with time and with generations of Kharajyr just like these, another great empire could rise again, like the one that left behind the ruins he observed in old Khalenwyr.