#Parluna'vi Folk-lore
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villainsimpqueen · 4 months ago
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A Nights Tale.
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A big project that i had been working on with @choclodox regarding to my pandora cryptid species: The Parluna'vi.
I had so much fun making this video and was absolutely blowm away at how good @choclodox voice was in narrating a tale of Her fanclan the Alyara meeting a small rare tribe of the Barren Land Red Sands and being warned of their choosen path durring their migration that would lead into danger.
Please go follow our lovely voice actor Choclodox and show them some support!
Thank you for watching the video and hoped you enjoyed!
If you wish to have your fanclan apart of the Parluna'vi folktale Lore please message me!
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villainsimpqueen · 4 months ago
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Im in the process of cooking with my Parluna'vi crypid so hard! Like story time video kinda stuff and more Folk-lore stories between a few fanclans that my friends have, im super excited.
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"Mother and Father had told me never to enter the fog, never follow it to still waters, and never go in unwelcome by the moonlight. I had thought of their warnings and stories as jokes. To prove to them their beliefs were wrong, I had boldly entered the swamplands. I wanted to show them there was nothing, and I would arrive back to my homelands safe and in one piece. But I was foolish, for my footsteps froze in place, my lantern shaking in my paling knuckled palms as it stared at me. Its gaze was unwavering, its ghostly eyes staring at me, turning its long demonic face towards me. Its body was scaly and glowing. It almost looked beautiful... had I not seen its face and the rest of its body... the lights... the lights were so pretty I could not look away... could not move even as my body burned, as I felt the Great Mother urging me to flee... this creature's lights refused me too, overpowering the Mother as it neared. Its claws were sharp, its teeth sharper, and yet its lights were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. As my lantern fell into the swamp's waters, its light was all I saw as my bones crackled through its maw. It had invited me to join it, to become part of it... damning me away from the Mother... and I welcomed it. The pain dulled and the lights glowed ever brighter. Who could resist this beautiful power?"
Paraluna'vi are a species created by @villainsimpqueen
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villainsimpqueen · 4 months ago
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(Image from pinstrest.)
Parluna'vi Folk-lore
River Navi: Unmoving water brings danger.. (No fanclan associated.)
“Settle down everyone, silence your voices and keen your ears to my warning words. There is something of death that lurks in the swamp's waters.
It creeps under the stilling waters, using the thick dreading fog as its mask around its eyes. If you go near the creature's waters foolishly, it will turn its gaze on you like a hunter drawing an arrow to a bounty. Should one of you dare grow bold enough to enter its waters, thrashing its stillness around in motion, it will be seen as nothing more than an invitation—a shrilling call to an easy dinner. This creature will find its way in the deep waters below you, its long craning neck leaving its shoulders to rise above, its jaws wide and large with daggers as teeth ajar as it waits. Its patience never straining until you foolishly still, barely kicking to keep your face above the murky water.
You will not see it.
You will only feel it when its sharp teeth embed into one of your legs and drag you below to the swamp's murky bottom, its many claws finding you and ripping you apart as it feasts on your drowning body. The sound of your screams filling the freshly disturbed muddy waters' melodies in its ears.
Do heed your elders' warnings, do not near the swamp's waters, do not enter its line of sight. For our kind must stay in the clean, brighter waters, where it flows down and upstream. We are protected as long as our waters are rushing and bright. The Parluna'vi do not enter rushing waters. They are unable to swim with its rushing currents, for they will grow too tired and perish. Always swim in the rushing waters of our home, never the still ones.”
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