Children of the Swift Waters
Peoples of the World
-Inscribed by Zaia of Alexandria
It is a fact generally accepted that of all the forms of the world it is the form of man that is nearest to God and that which has been endowed with reason, with prudence, justice, fortitude and temperance. Yet it has become clear to me in these past seasons that this is not a exclusive gift of the Sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve, but rather that to us it is given by
nature which to others is offered only in
circumstance. I have in the travels of the Marcella encountered many men of this new land hailing from the warm lush lands beyond the desert to the icy wastes of the north whence we are at this moment still traveling and never have I doubted that, behind the strange manner and inscrutable language there must be a mind much like my own, if informed by the manner of their birth, as Herodotus apportioned the peoples of the ancient world by the climate which shaped it.
Upon first conversing with the steed of one of my companions in the tongue of man I found the experience at once fascinating and oddly dream-like. What must it be like to awaken at once with the keys to language and the foundation of thought upon which it rests? I recognize now that this was as the delighted wonder of a child upon receiving a new toy and did not give due credit to the true implications of reason in the form of a beast.
I was remedied of my error when in the first moon-turn of fall on the first year of the journey I came upon the hall of those who called themselves the People of Willowbrook and whom my companions took to calling otter-kin and not without reason. Though there are clear physical distinctions between them and common beasts of that line it is the similarities that are most striking
[Included here is a drawing of two otter-kin, one male and one female in the skilled but somewhat rough hand of one of the sailors. It is assumed that Zaia either found the man by a stroke of fortune or was instrumental to him getting a berth abroad the Marcelle in order to aid in his studies]
Theirs is a life beside and in the water and from it they derive much of their sustenance, of which they require quite a significant portion beside their small stature. Though they both forage and hunt small game like rabbits and squirrels they are by no means a match for the beasts of this land. Even a fox could be the death of an adult otter-kin, a wolf could make a meal of several of them and as to the large Northern Lions, of which I confess I am glad to have not yet encountered, one can only assume the beasts count hunting them beneath their note, and yet the People not only survive but thrive in this harsh land where summers are fleeting and winters are heavy and fierce. This is due to the fact that the sort of internecine conflict which defines much of human interaction is absent in their ranks.
Though their accoutrements are simple, some might even say crude, the means by which they are apportioned shows no sign of lordship or mastery of one over the other and are instead apportioned to each by what is needed, which is generally speaking a matter of long tradition, for they have lived in this manner for many of their brief generations. Even their manner of rule would be most strange to all the princes of the world for the foremost among them is the 'Voice', whose skill is said to be turning the desires of many into a path along which the whole clan may walk.
[Drawings of weapons and tolls, particularly ones used for fishing are, included here, alongside the a swiftly sketched image of flint knapping]
It would be from here most convenient to deduce that this must then be a folk Un-Fallen, for behold they know no shame in their nakedness, they do not covet wealth or power and so forth. As one who has been received handsomely into their halls, as well as trusted in a delicate manner which I shall not here recount I could here spill much ink in praising them and not, I would judge, in a wholly slanted manner. Yet that is not the kernel of truth at the heart of this meeting. The people of Willowbrook are shaped by their environs to a manner far more dramatic than various human nations are by the climes of their birth lands. Were they to make war in the manner of men they would swiftly break up into groups too small to endure the harsh land, were they to attempt to cover themselves in the hides of other beasts their blood would soon grow too warm in their veins. In truth they do possess both a love of beauty and a desire to adorn themselves with it which only the sharp whit of the philosopher can fully separate.
[Amber and bone adornments feature prominently in this section]
It is my belief that in looking upon such peoples and others who are alike to man but not him, we might learn important lessons about ourselves as beings spiritual and sublime and as children of simple happenstance.
OOC: A bit more about Zaia the chronicler as well as a handy post to read more about the otter kin from a more detached PoV, but also a glimpse into his personal philosophy, as impacted by his readings of theology and ancient philosophy both.