The Varløkke tribe of the rich western moistforests of the savage wastes are master wielders of the elements. Their patron gods reside in the drakepeaks and guide their elemental powers in their fight against the gnoll oppressors. They are attuned to spirit magic in ways no other tribe can manifest, aside from their bretheren in the Tecallhue which channel the essence of the Seers (gods) themselves.

Maikki, in ceremonial attire, channels their power in a display before the other major fragmented felidae tribes (The Nordrekar, Alrik's tribe, and The Tecallhue, Atti's tribe) in a bid to unify their peoples and finally drive out the invaders. Unfortunately, they too have their own threats to deal with in the form of angry goat monks and colonial enterprising merchants of the northern herbivores and aquatic pirates rampaging along the coast.

As they cheer at the display, except for the Nordrakki envoy's unexpressive sneer (they see magic as unnecessary tricks of light compared to proper steel). Maikki relaxes as she ponders... Why can't they see that the only way to succeed is to band together against their oppressors and restore the kingdom of the Felidae to its old glory? The Tecallhue envoy had made demands that the other tribes should once again swear feality to their king Atticus as the rightful son of the old King Katorix who had torn the realm asunder. But was it truly the right path for their people? She was an bastard daughter of the old king, what claims did she have at leadership? For now she would remain matriarch of her tribe, in her mother's memory.

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Also yes moistforests are a thing, I didnt know either until doing research on it.