Tribal Pictograms

By Eric Bertish (bertishg@db.erau.edu)

Black Furies

Luna hangs low in the sky, tearing the cover of darkness from the Wyrm's minions. We Black Furies are the arrow, shot from Artemis' bow, that splits the earth and slays Gaia's defilers, striking as quickly as lightning. We settle for nothing less than the utter destruction of the Wyrm-spawn.

Bone Gnawers

Well, there's a bone, see? And that's our teeth there, see? So we're gnawin' on a bone. Geez, some people...

Children of Gaia

Luna and Gaia are intertwined. Does Luna hold Gaia in the sky? Or does Gaia anchor Luna to the ground?

Neither. They simply are that way, as are we. We are creatures of both Luna and Gaia, and we cannot separate our two sides. We all gather under the same moon, and rest on the earth. We are all one people in the eyes of Luna and Gaia. Once we can recognize that fact, all our differences can be reconciled.

Fianna

Well, it's quite simple, lassie. The Galliard moon represents our bardic nature. And from the moon -- from Arcadia -- comes a bridge, touching the earth. We Fianna are descended from the Faerie, after all. The magic of the Fae touches the earth, wraps around it, makes it more real. Always remember that, lassie. We may serve Gaia, but Arcadia is our true home.

Get of Fenris

A foolish question! It is the symbol of the wolf, drawn twice. One for Fenris, from which we sprang, and one for us, his get from his loins. If you cannot grasp this simple truth you are indeed a fool!

Glass Walkers

The city is our home, but we have tamed it, not it us. For while the high-rises have replaced the trees, we are still the ultimate predator which hunts our territory, marking it as ours.

Red Talons

[Red Talon looks at you funny, then slashes at the ground, leaving the tribal mark. It shows you its claws, then walks off.]

Shadow Lords

Grandfather Thunder watches us from above. When we displease him, he strikes with all his fury, until those who displeased him are dead, and only his favored still stand. Of course, only we know what pleases Grandfather Thunder...

Silent Striders

A lone Strider, moving faster than thought itself, can travel to places none have ever seen or even imagined. That which we have seen, that where we have been, is completed and no longer matters. Only that which lies ahead of us is of interest, incomplete and holding much knowledge.

Silver Fangs

Our fangs and our claws, symbols of our righteous rulership, granted to us by Gaia herself. As humans have crowns and scepters, we have our lineage and our gifts.

Stargazers

Look within the star for enlightenment, as Klaital did.

Uktena

It is very much like the symbol for the Umbra, but we have made it our own, yes? With bindings here and oracles there, very much like in life, yes? As within, so without....

Wendigo

The cold north wind, the chinook, blows across the face of the moon. That is where and when we hunt. It is also why.