#Dathomir Lore

[fromdathomirwithlove]

Young Nightbrothers are taught self-sufficiency from an early age. They're taught to hunt and preserve food, but they also learn the land they live on... right down to the plants that might harm or help them.

Bacta is an expensive product and hard to come by, living so far off the hyperlanes, but ask any Nightbrother at the age of five which leaves might draw poison from a wound when made into a poultice, or which roots to decoct to make the strongest potency of bloodroot tea to cure a fever, and he'll tell you where the strongest can be harvested.

The Nightbrothers of Dathomir look after their own, because no one else will do it for them.

[o-wise-corvid]

No.

On Dathomir, adoption was rare before Talzin’s rule was severed. But afterward, as clans began interacting more with one another, intermingling of culture and customs because more prevalent. There are many families with open marriages that are compromised of many children belonging to several sets of parents. Most of these adopt the children who are not biologically theirs, solidifying the familial bonds across all levels.

Adopting off-world children is pretty rare. Dathomiri aren’t xenophobic; they’re simply protective of what they’ve built. In a universe where the Republic exists, one turn away from becoming the Empire, you can’t blame them.

Adoptions are performed the same way, regardless of the nature of the adoption (parental, sibling, avuncular, etc.). The adopter/adoptee slice their thumbs on their horns or teeth and press them together, literally mixing the blood of the adoptee with their new family. This can take place with just the main adopter or all the family. Another way of officiating this was devised for infants being adopted; the parent or guardian would slice the baby’s thumb for them, the little cut soothed immediately after with a kiss. It’s also common in these ceremonies for the child, if they’re old enough to understand instruction, to bite the parent hard enough to draw blood, usually on the shoulder muscle, marking them as their parent. In cases of adopting children without horns, this is also performed. Dathomiri understand suffering at the hands of time. Not all joys must be hindered with waiting.

Are there any legal differences between biological and adopted children in your setting?

[isagrimorie]

Sabine and Shin's Distrust of Nightsister Witches | Star Wars Rebels 3x11 | Star Wars Ahsoka 1x01 | Ahsoka 1x06

[cjvarte]

General Grievous (Canon)

Source: "Star Wars Encyclopedia: The Comprehensive Guide to the Star Wars Galaxy" is a Canon reference book published by Dorling Kindersley on November 7, 2024, in the United Kingdom and on November 19, 2024, in the United States. The book is an updated version of the previous reference books Ultimate Star Wars (2015) and Ultimate Star Wars, New Edition (2019).

Not much, but a bit of new information.

[aka-lambda]

Ugly and old sketch but this is how friendship looks like for Huji, well she would be easily considered as a traitor.

Also I should draw Ventress more.

[solipseismic]

THE THING IS the star wars shows are almost all unequivocally Bad* but there are JUST ENOUGH exceptions** that sometimes when u see a new show coming out*** you go WELL perhaps there is hope after all. and maybe it looks cool**** :) and someone else may be thinking well sol isn't it easy for you since you are a star wars fan? and the truth of the matter is that NO. it is because i am a star wars fan that i know just how bad star wars is. and my love for star wars has a direct correlation to how much i hate its shows***** so u see actually it is very difficult for me

[o-wise-corvid]

Dathomir Daily

Feral peeked out of his hiding spot, careful not to strain his neck. He was still so sore and he feared his voice would never be the same. Feral had always been soft spoken. But he’d not been able to get louder than a whisper since… well, he’d rather not dwell on it. He’d been in a selection before but… that one was much, much different.

The ship that thrummed across the horizon toward him wasn’t like anything he’d seen before. It was all angles, like a blade cutting through the air. It was Savage. Feral knew that. But why had it been so long? Months had gone by, an entire season. What might’ve kept him? Was it the Nightsister? He couldn’t remember her name. Maybe she’d decided to produce a child. Thank the goddess Savage was still alive after that…

The ship landed, the wings to either side of pointed helm folding upward, blasting Feral’s cliffside hideaway with coarse sand and hot wind. He tucked his head behind his arm, shielding his eyes from the debris. And then it was quiet again.

“Brother!”

Feral grinned. He darted out from behind the outcropping that shielded his simple little living space from eyes and weather… and froze. There were two.

Feral’s hearts clenched in his chest and he swallowed painfully, one hand reaching to rub the red band tattooed about his left bicep. Datho. Red. Like this other brother. Savage could see his confusion and possibly his hurt. The bigger Zabrak lumbered over to him and bent low, locking horns with Feral. They stood there for a moment, the stranger watching with curiously sharp eyes.

“Feral. This is Maul.” Savage turned to his smaller much smaller companion. “Maul… you have two brothers.”

The red Zabrak’s eyes widened and then seemed to appraise Feral with a new respect. He didn’t speak. Only inclined his head, shifting one foot that wined peculiarly when he moved it.

“Come,” Savage said excitedly. He clapped Feral’s shoulder and then Maul’s, who jumped under the hearty touch. “We shall hunt. And eat before the fire. It is time you lived as one of Dathomr, vīn go’ro. No more Sith. No more Jedi. Just us… your family… I’u’no. Cān dē’u’kin’ī.”

Feral didn’t think Maul looked too enthused. No. He looked almost ill. When Savage spoke Mēr’lā’blīn, Feral knew it was supposed to comfort this stranger. But it didn’t. It made the sound of his ē louder, less steady. Feral was reminded of one winter in his boyhood where famine had gripped the land. He’d hungered constantly. Exhausted and ravenous enough that he had once tried to eat soil. That was what Maul’s presence felt like.

Starvation.

“I will rest,” Maul said. Feral marveled at this new brother’s voice. It was silky. Polished. Kingly. “If…” The next words seemed to be as forced as the smile that the red skinned Zabrak tried to twist his chiseled features into. “If that is alright.”

Savage’s brow furrowed. He was concerned. Even worried. “We… have provisions on the ship. We may hunt another time. Yes brother… rest. You are home. Mr.”

Feral locked eyes with Maul. It was purely accidental. But the chill that crept through him was definitely not. It was like looking into the face of death and the dead, all at once. Burning fury and bone-deep weariness. This “brother” wasn’t home. Such a place didn’t exist for this one.

Maul blinked, eyes shifting down. And the moment of understanding was gone. Feral shivered as the shorter Zabrak trudged past him. If this was his brother…

Feral glanced at his bicep again. Datho.

If this was his brother… where had he been all this time?

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[peachviz]

i didnt realize there was an issue with episode 3 of the acolyte i just thought everyone was weak asf

[fromdathomirwithlove]

Scuff marks on Dathomir's gnarled trees indicate areas where young Nightbrothers rubbed their sprouting horns. Bark rubbed off the trunks have no particular patterns, but the placement and regular occurrence of those marks suggest discomfort from rapid horn growth at an early age.

The marks are often found three to five feet off the ground.

[aymethyst]

How you gonna have a mandalorian as your main character but have zero mando lore except “all dead”

[clearlyaginger]

so mad bc the one time I wrote a fan fiction I named a character something that idk sounded cool I was literally just grasping for anything that sounded unique and old and mildly intimidating.

You fucking know what happened several months AFTER I wrote it??? Do you????

I found out that that character's name is also the name of a fucking planet in the star wars universe.

[skungus]

listen i KNOW that it works that way for video game reasons, but i am obsessed with how little Dathomir makes sense from what they show you in fallen order. I haven’t gotten up to the dathomir stuff in my clone wars rewatching and I don’t count legends, so caveat that there may be bountiful lore there about dathomir (and I hope so) that I am just not aware of, but holy shit

how do these dathomirian villages function? Where are their domesticated animals for fibre, meat, milk etc? where are the families and kids?? As I understand it Cal landed in an area formerly under nightsister control so it make sense they’d be prepared for and focused on combat, but like. People gotta live lives when they’re not fighting. Where were they making things??

What kinds of indigenous plants have been domesticated/semi-domesticated for food production? Do they have things that can work well with their mystifying rocky mesa biomes that are interspersed with swamps? I know they have the mushblooms and spiders, and the big fruit on the trees, but it just seems unrealistic to me that that’s the whole scope of what they subsist off of.

Can a star wars media please take us on a tour of the whole of Dathomir, I want to know how this society even remotely functions from what we’ve been shown thus far

[herblinz]

JEDI: FALLEN ORDER APPRECIATION WEEK Day 2: favourite planet

DATHOMIR was a remote planet in the Quelli sector of the Outer Rim. It was the home of the Nightsisters, a witch clan, and the Nightbrothers, who were Zabrak warriors. The planet was drenched in red light from its central star, and had continents overrun by swamplands and twisted vegetation, with forests of bent trees burdened by large, cocoon-like fruit. The dark side of the Force had a strong presence on Dathomir.

[cjvarte]

Guide to the Galaxy: Denizens of Dathomir (Canon)

Source: "Star Wars: Build the Millennium Falcon 59” is the sixty-fifth issue of the Canon reference magazine titled Star Wars: Build the Millennium Falcon, published by De Agostini, and released on February 17, 2016.

[stairset]

When I made that poll the fact that Maul’s criminal empire is officially called the Shadow Collective but they never actually refer to it by name in the show itself is actually the entire reason I bothered including the episode numbers in parentheses. Like just to make it clear which arc it’s referring to. I don’t think it worked though.

[o-wise-corvid]

Dathomir Daily

Blin’unic (pr: blin-uh-nick): literally “white”+ “foot”; the name of a nomadic clan of Dathomiri who travel between several others, trade, ply their skills there, and then move on.

They’re known for hardiness and stamina, being able to run for hours without stopping. They don’t wear foot coverings and their feet are very tough, and are almsot permanently stained white from dust (and callous).

They’re primarily projectile hunters and buy their vegetables and breads from the other clans. They’re one of the few clans the Nightsisters have never stolen a child from; they can’t catch them.

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