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I N T R O D U C T I O N

 

Centuries of war, death and misfortune have granted the Tresery lineage irrefutable prestige. On the far south-western apogee of Almaris, overlooking a vast and peaceful forest of untrampled earth. Wrought from the founding belief that our soul has a multitude of senses unreached, five manifest in a stunted, uninformed manner that avoids much of the deeper nature of life. Tresery are bound to centuries of servitude, towards eachother and the realm.

 

A home to return to after battle, a shoulder to mourn upon and a voice to console their most desperate concerns. Mali’ame are cursed with eternal life, ridden with heartache and torment. Yet, Tresery choose to rejoice in failure and success alike, life and death. All Tresery share deep appreciation for their traditional artistry— tattoos, paintings, patterns, textiles and shrines brightened with hundreds of gradients to compliment the symbology of colour amidst the clan-members.

 

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At first, the Tresery bloodline were not creatures of extravagant indulgence or fortune. Life was simple to them. Alas, over centuries of comfort in the fighting-pits, the lineage found themselves upon the high seats of council— representing entire nations, their livelihood and protection from harm. Thus, the Tresery have a simple method to explore ethics; that everything with purpose is worthy. Emotions are neither positive, nor negative; rage is determined amidst its experience and motive behind it. Our realm is viewed as a blank canvas, each experience as a pigment within the image. What is the purpose of the colour blue? Is it right, or wrong? Neither, but a part of the composition.

 

Modern times have dawned and most recent Chieftain, Laedrad Tresery has accepted fate as leader of the clan after the sudden disappearance of the Lioness, Andria Tresery. Most clan-members are oft bound to the duties of their settlement and the druidic path. As has been habitual for centuries, the lineage are venerated for warriorship and continue to be protectors of the realm for n, and the populace of their newfound refuge.

 

The Wardens of Mahae, whose hearts beat in defiance to corruption.

 


 

ORIGIN HISTORY

 

THE BEGINNING...

 

At the awful moment Malin disappeared amidst battle, mali’ame searched for new methods of survival, finding refuge in different climates, continents and customs of tales. Vecimus, the first Chieftain, guided the inaugural-clan towards the most expansive savannah of the realm, hopeful for a lifetime of abundance and good fortune. He governed the adults, educated the children and founded rituals for centuries ahead of them.

 

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As time elapsed and weeks turned into centuries, the bloodline had become accustomed to the climate of their newfound habitat, so was thought. After centuries of constant, relentless heat, the land had fallen to a barren wasteland, devoid of all spirit. Wrought from desperation, feigned confidence or blissful ignorance, the kin fought off predators for months, until failure drawn from pure exhaustion. Vecimus developed a methodical ritual, beginning at the first light of each new sun-rise. He’d assume his namesake and forfeit refuge for hours, until night-fall at times, to hunt for rabbits, deceased birds or whatever other meals he could muster.

 

He'd return to the remainder of his kin before the sun dropped over the horizon, skinning his catches and roasting them over enthusiastic campfires and their starving guests. And then, he bound himself to this routine— teaching others rituals and techniques that most modern clan members continue to practice. Albeit, the Chieftain grew fatigued of the robotic approach to their life.

 

THE WARDENS OF MAHAE,

 

A tale centuries old, that spanned the continents. A beast that murdered without cause, that frightened the mightiest warriors, responsible for the disappearance of hundreds during their most fragile times. Until the awful night that legend became truth. A cub assigned the quest of gathering water for the tribe, who failed to return. At the next sun-rise, all hunters gathered and embarked on the quest to find the child, or bring their spear towards the heart of whatever harmed them.  A bright sunset threatened, then an evening painted in warm tones of orange and gold. A pale crescent-moon shone over the horizon, creating delicate shadows that led the group towards their target, a cavern ridden with an awful stench and the decomposing descendants that created it.

 

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Four warriors had bound themselves on a path towards the epicenter of chaos itself. At first sight of the valiant crowd, the beast attacked them without hesitation and the battle of a lifetime began. It had been hours and the warriors became fatigued, dispensing their last strength in a unified retaliation against the creature that threatened a tranquil lifetime. At last, the beast had been slain. A foul blight exuded from its corpse, evident that it had corrupted its fragile mind. A dense smog crawled into the lair of the beast then, within it a pair of golden orbs glistened towards the clan members.

 

Amidst the clouds, a monstrous silhouette of a creature manifested before them. A lion seemed to conjure from death and destruction, dragging pools of blood from the ground towards its heart, doubling in size with each rise and fall of their chests. Mahae, the Great Lion, screamed out in desperation, granting them an unexplainable surge of emotions, pride and courage above all. As the fog dissipated, the tribe found themselves in an uninhabited cavern, as if it had been an illusion. However, a magnificent blessing had been placed upon the bloodline and its kin, for generations ahead.

 

 

 

THE DOWNFALL OF TRESERY,

 

Aegis found most recent presence of the bloodline, clan members were known to paint their eyelids white, as a boastful declaration of their detachment from sight. As one of the least important senses, clan members found it to be the most extreme ascension to power. And so, the tribe held equal respect to their pride and chronicles. As time elapsed, details of their eccounter with Mahae weren't shared outside the bloodline, protected amidst its members and short catalogue of chieftains. At most, others could find clan members honouring the wild spirit in the forests of Malinor.

 

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Leric, most honourable, found refuge amidst the White Rose, in Aegis. After centuries of dedication and perseverance, he was chosen. He was bound to the relentless quest of guardianship and education, akin to his ancestors. Tristin, High Prince and inaugural King of the Dominion of Malin fought alongside mali’ame to declare independence and refuge for our kind. Until then, no other descendant had been declared ultimate ruler of the mali’ame since Malin himself. Tristin Tresery founded the bloodline into its modern age, declaring it a royal-lineage during the realm of Vailor, once Artimec Caerme’onn ushered the populace of Laureh’lin towards their once-lost culture and ancient customs.

 

At its peak, the bloodline was erased and returned to the pages of tomes. Eternal and valiant poems, fictional tales and fables detailing the eternal conflicts of a grand lineage. On the horrific night Tristin vanished from his homeland, clan members fled their homes to safer refuge. Now, a powerful clan had been scattered across the continent and attempted to regain sense of normal quotidian habits. However, during this desolate age for the bloodline, Andria Tresery, daughter of Vailoen Winterleaf and Leric Tresery returned to her rightful home of Irrinor. 

 

 

At long last, a new Chieftain. The Lioness, Andria of the Tresery.

 

THE REBIRTH OF TRESERY...

 

It had been centuries. As time transpired, Andria bound herself to restoring prestige the bloodline once had, returning it to former fame and renown amidst the mali’ame populace. The Warden, Kalius Tresery and his adolescent brother, Laedrad Tresery joined the Lioness at the rapture of Axios and found refuge in Almaris with the few members that remained alive. Kalius found comfort in the teachings of Xan upon their arrival and Laedrad was guided in the druidic path, heeding to the teachings of the Lioness.

 

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After centuries of violent teachings, Laedrad was declared the Lion of the Vale, the Eternal Warden of Mahae and Chieftain of the bloodline. Laedrad, a creature prone to mishap and troublesome ventures, oft proclaimed that problems stalked him, forced to be resolved. Unlike his ancestors, Laedrad hadn’t entered the realm with a warrior-spirit or the courage of one-thousand beasts. Yet, the young Tresery breathed a new essence into the lineage and the obligation to uphold and safeguard his kin had fallen onto him.

 


 

LIFE & CUSTOMS

 

A shadow is cast in the presence of the realm, possessed of value and substance. Yet black is the presence of something or anything. White is the representation of ultimate order, a state of indefinite existence, of realism without form. Ancestors have dedicated centuries to procure meaning and purpose for these, listed below.

 

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بطاقة التارو

 

White represents power and order. A clan member can adorn white garments or even paint their child to commemorate the lineage of the bloodline or warn others of the strength that burns within.

 

Black is the representation of unlimited potential. The Tresery associate the gloomiest shades with an unprepared acquaintance to the truth of the realm. A clan member can adorn black garments or etch markings onto their child to praise the value of the descendant spirit and intimate ties to the course of the realm itself.

 

Blue represents mystery and the unknown. One of the rarest but most important colours to the bloodline, it embodies the trials and tribulations of life as guardians of the realm. Tresery do not adorn this colour but utilise it to indicate negative magical affluence or potential dangers.

 

قراءة الشاي

 

Gold is the representation of individualism and courage. Gold is one of the rarest materials to uncover and for this reason is associated with its uniqueness. The Tresery are most often associated with this colour due to the tale of Mahae, and its prominence amongst their rituals. One can adorn golden accessories or be painted with gold to promote uniqueness or a charismatic demeanour, aside from its habitual applications amongst the bloodline.

 

Red is the representation of ambition and energy. As the perilous motions of fire can nurture and be destructive in the same wind, the Tresery know equal powers are bestowed upon the mantle of their mortal souls. One can adorn red garments, or paint their child to bless them with direction and conviction. 

 

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T H E   I L M Y U M I E R

 

Once an aspirant or acolyte has reached adulthood, a tattoo is created with resin collected from previous hunts and etched onto a Tresery bound to undergo this ancient ritual.

 

A depiction of a lion is etched onto their chest in commemoration of their ascended persona and the future awaiting them. As utmost devotion to their clan, members of the bloodline have etched the tattoo onto their features, presenting their utter commitment to the entire realm. At that, this is the first tattoo the cub will have upon their being and signifies their undivided appraisal of the bloodline.

 

R E L I G I O N   &   F A I T H

 

The Wild Faith has been dominant within the bloodline for centuries, including modern association with Mani and their metaphor of nature and its primal strength. The Tresery have always been devoted to the wilderness and its kin, connected at mind and heart to its ancient roots. Members of the Druidic Order acknowledge the Aspects as guardians of the mortal and eternal realms, though unable to ever reimburse their refuge and wisdom. Above all, the Great Lion Mahae claims utmost guidance to the bloodline, resembling most often the values of this kin.

 

Over recent centuries, others have claimed worship to Xan. The Aengul of Order And Guardianship is admired amongst the Tresery for its proclamation of duty above all — holy warriors of courage, prideful and fearless, capable of dispatching enemies to the realm. 

 


 
 

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Chieftain Laedrad, of the Tresery

The Eternal Warden of Mahae

 

THE RITUAL OF MAHAE

 

Centuries ago, the Tresery created a tribal dance as an eternal offering of gratitude to Mahae. The Lion granted the bloodline each of their most esteemed values — pride, courage, guidance and allegiance — and each member is entrusted to uphold and progress the noble tales of the bloodline. A Tresery is the embodiment of Mahae, bound to its strength and eternal wisdom.

 

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The Tresery volunteer to participate in this ritual, characterising the lion and the hunters. At nightfall, the tribal dance begins with the Lion encircling the group — each motion is elegant, methodical and practised. The Lion bellows out an awful scream, to signal the beginning of their historical battle. And overhead, drums erupt in cadence audio. As the dance progresses, the hunters avoid each rebellious attack and retaliate with valiant swings of their weapons. 

 

After the introduction of the ritual, the lion becomes more aggressive and the conflict accompanies the soundtrack, more intense with each rise and fall of the hunters. At the conclusion of this ancient ritual, the lion is defeated after much hardship, bowing to the members of the hunt. The Tresery recite an archaic worship to Mahae then, pleading for the blessing to reunite with their kin, for centuries to come.

 

 

EDUCATION & CHILDHOOD

 

The Tresery children or acolytes (most commonly referred to as cubs) are often taught to hunt, fight, craft and paint from their parents — how to create art from the tragedies and hardships of life — guiding them into a worthwhile ascension into adulthood. For centuries, no formal structure had been established for educational customs, until the announcement of seed trials available to members of the bloodline, or aspirant mali’ame. A Tresery acolyte must be taught the questions, reservations and qualms of life. One is expected to aid them in development of ancestral knowledge and practical hobbies that lead to prosperous professions. 

 

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Most of the bloodline adapted to the forge and anvil, others favoured the trades of the forest and some selected the cerebral quests of the philosophers and astronomers. The Tresery have always been varied in their talents and professions, as the colours are varied from each other — no singular being having the same temperament or equal wisdom as another. Yet another reason the kin relies on each other for their training and organic evolution. Tresery can become even more knowledgeable individuals, procuring further tutelage from peers in adulthood and later life. There is a common testament that no child, adult or elder ever completes an incorruptible view of the world until their demise.


Life is often preoccupied with the unknown and when others are threatened, the Tresery value it as one of the greatest and most admirable parts of life all have been blessed with. And lo, in the darkness of the world when shadow roamed unbothered, without a home to return to or soul to guide. There was a time when mind and heart rolled unformed in the deep of the ocean, when the waters flowed in innocence and the earth did not wage age against the waves. A beginning where all things found their place. We celebrate life and death, the control of chaos and the attainment of a new horizon each nightfall.

 


 

TRESERY TRAITS & TRIALS

 

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Leric, of the Tresery and Vailoen, of the Winterleaf

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T R E S E R Y   T R A I T S

 

The Tresery bloodline are bound to equal attributes in all aspects of their evolution — extending for centuries and multiple generations, each presenting dominant genes when offspring are introduced to the realm. Male kin are often born with habitual bunches of midnight-black hair, whereas their female counterparts range from cocoa to dark-brown. Male and female kin are known for their dim features, tanned complexions and defined facial-features.

 

Akin to tales of old, most clan members are born with the might of an enraged lion for better or worse. Tresery cubs are valiant and ignorant to the dangers of the world. Yet, these traits are admired amongst the lineage and trained to control. Lions of the bloodline learn to adopt fear as a natural instinct, instead utilising it for their advantage.

 

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TRESERY TRIALS

 

D E V O T I O N

 

All aspirant clan members must perform an initiation rite, then bound to the bloodline in eternal commitment to its values, practices and beliefs. Elder members of the lineage lead the ritual and tribal dance, guiding the newcomers in their pursuit of the hunters, as the lion.

 

As the ritual progresses, elder members of the bloodline watch the newcomer and their actions. The Tresery have been known to be judgmental and often violent in their introductions to the clan, deeming few worthy of their namesake. 

 

At the conclusion of this rite, if the newcomer is inducted into the clan, a singular paw is etched onto their skin and is then under the undivided protection of the seed. Once branded, the acolyte must uphold the values and ideals of the bloodline during their induction and thereafter.

 

 

 

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C O M B A T 

 

As is habitual, clan members are expected to uphold their duties as warriors and guardians of the realm. Courage and pride aren’t built upon tales, instead action and practice. All cubs and acolytes are taught that hardships are opportunities for education, whether met with failure or success. 

 

However, the bloodline is prideful. An acolyte inducted to the seed must complete the trial of combat, challenging members of three different seeds or clans and win each fight. 

 

All cubs  must acknowledge each opponent as a warrior, worthy challengers of their battle whether successful or not. The trial of combat must be a declaration of respect for others. A successful acolyte is granted a tattoo as reward for their warriorship.

 

G R E A T   L I O N 

 

At the end of a successful induction into the clan, an acolyte is granted a final quest to be introduced as an official member of the bloodline and gifted the branding of a lion. A challenge known to them from their introduction to the seed, told from tales of centuries past, over and over.

 

A bloodline erupted from battle, ancestors heeding to the namesake of guardians and protectors; an acolyte must hunt and kill a corrupted lion for their final quest. An elder member of the clan follows the cub during their pursuit, although cannot interfere or meddle in its completion. 

 

All acolytes participating in the hunt are granted a spear or bow and arrow, few rations and one canteen of water. Until the quest has been fulfilled, a cub cannot return home and must survive, enduring all conditions of the wilderness. As told in tales, unsuccessful participants do not return. 

 

Cubs that return home are encouraged to create ornaments or weapons from the remains of the beasts, consume other parts in offerings to Mahae and store the remainder for alchemical or ritualistic endeavours. 

 

 

 

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At the successful completion of their induction into the bloodline, cubs are recognised as official members of the clan and able to participate in all boons of the seed. Elder members of the lineage gift them an armour-set worn in the most severe battles, centuries past. A limited number of pieces were created during the plague that conquered Vailor, granted to the strongest warriors of the bloodline and upkept to perfect conditions. All members of the lineage who adorn this golden suit are considered guides and teachers amongst their kin.

 


 

 

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