By Colin Chapman (col.chapman@virgin.net)
Generally of Dogwood legacies, their tribal structure, dress, and customs were strongly modeled on the Passamaquoddy, but sadly they have been in decline over time, many retiring to hidden Freeholds. Even the Passamaquoddy sadly acknowledge that the Nagumwasuck seem to have deserted them, 'sailing away in a stone canoe'. This is actually very accurate, for those few Nagumwasuck that survive have formed strong relations with the May-may-gwya-shi, living alongside them in their concealed rock freeholds.
Mournful singers, they would often sing sorrowful dirges at the death of a tribesman, and they maintain a certain feeling of sorrow with them in these dying days.
Braves of the Nagumwasuck strive to improve the lot of those around them, bringing luck and misdirecting potential problems. Disdaining violence, they prefer to deal with problems by guile, cunning, and cantrip.
Elders of the Nagumwasuck are the organisers and caretakers of their tribe, lending their wisdom, expertise and advice to the younglings and braves. Deeply compassionate Nunnehi, they sometimes go as far as complete pacifism, loathe to directly hurt even the direst of foes.
Elusive Spirit: Like their Mekumwasuck brethren, the Nagumwasuck are extremely good at making themselves inconspicuous. Although they don't actually become invisible they gain an additional two dice on any Stealth related roll. By spending a point of Willpower they can induce mortals to look everywhere but where they are, thus remaining 'out of sight'.
Luck is half the task completed.
Chenoo (Rock Giants): Their rage and destruction are foolish and harmful.
Wimpy do-gooders.
Inuas: They offer help without the pain our brethren inflict.
True-hearted cousins. An example to us all.
Kachinas: Perhaps they are right, but there are matters of higher importance.
Their traditions have begun to fade.
May-may-gwya-shi: Kind-hearted and good humoured friends. We owe them a great deal.
Soul-mates. It's always good to have luck on your side.
Mekumwasuck: They live a harsh and damning life.
They are some of the few who understand us.
Nanehi: They have yet to learn that beauty can lie beneath the most hideous surface.
Ugly kin who strive to make up for their deformity with good deeds.
Numuzoho: It's sad that their anger isn't used more constructively.
Not all humans are worthy of aid...or life....
Pu Gwis: Their inner beauty shines through if only you have the patience to look.
True nunnehi.
Surems: They understand the true necessity of peace.
They come the closest to understanding than any of our kin.
Tunghat: I sing a dirge of sorrow for our friends. They have lost nearly everything.
They should turn their aid to the animals, for humans have failed us all.
Water Babies: Stealing babies is wrong, bringing distress and ill-feeling.
They create good yet rarely prevent evil.
Yunwi Amaiyinehi: Life is sadly not an endless game.
Selfless is good, but trickery is much more fulfilling.
Yunwi Tsundsi: We are much alike, but they can be a little too hotheaded.
Good cousins, if a little too long-suffering.