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Yamervas / Earnest but Callous
🕑 Added 2024-07-18 16:35:51 +0000 UTCFrom the moment they first saw the Hellish Spawn, the Yamervas found their true purpose in this world, and it has remained unchanged ever since then – they are the Hunters of the Noctis. They breed bellicose Herpi-Clans throughout the lands of Meora’s body, especially numerous in the Feet Republic and the Empire Hips and Thighs, close to the Healing Fronts of the Crus, where they can battle the malignant Brood and Tarfested who still gnaw at Her plagued wound. All Yamervas see this as the paramount goal of Meority – to cure the Gorgeousness of the Allmother from the Infernal Malady, and restore Her perfection.
Surprisingly, contrary to other predator-like tribes, the Yamervas detest wearing trophies of slain Serpent’s Offspring and Heretics even after purification. They believe such things are fundamentally corrupted by the Evil, and a true warrior shall not embellish oneself with something so disgusting, risking the tainting of spirit and flesh given to her by Allmother. They generally dislike hiding the curves of own bodies, yet most of all, Yamervas dislike those sistren, who do not appreciate to sultriness of the body bestowed to them, and ruin this gift with indulgence and sloth.
After all, the Yamervas are immensely proud of their heritage and Exaltation, often feeling discontent towards Aspectless tribes, even placing themselves as high as above all tribes; they prefer to surround themselves with opulence and exquisites, allowing only the finest fabric and purest gold to touch their skin, as they deserve. Once a Yamerva lays claim to something, be that resources, territory, right for a marriage, or even ideas, she will demand and assert her claim for the rest of her life, for they have a vision of Meority and its hierarchy: Yamervas believe that Meora blesses only the strongest, most loyal, and stoic, and She witnesses every deed we have accomplished. They don’t believe in defense for the defenseless – you don’t deserve what was taken away if it was taken due to your own fragility. Even being defeated by being outnumbered is considered a weakness, because you were either too weak to allow your enemies to unite, or too weak to crush them alone. And so they see the War of Vengeance against the Serpent as the true meaning of our society and its progress, and the lives of those who do not speak the language of domination are hollow and worthless – the weakest link in the great chain our Allmother forged to whip the Alleater. The Yamervas convinced that eventually we will face the Serpent ourselves, and we will have to slaughter It where It slithers… and if we perish doing so, than we were too weak – unworthy of the existence that Meora gave us.
Thus, Yamervas dislike many of the moral and civilized concept and formalities of other tribes, considering them stupid, naive, and narrow-minded. For the Yamerva, everything but lies is justified in order to attain a result: be ruthless and cruel, but do not deceit about your past achievements – for the truth is the result. It is why, they can respect and honor agreements, whether personal promises or national accords, they will refrain from their self-interests; only be wary, that breaking an agreement with them is considered an abominable insult... and punishment is inevitable.
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Culturally, Yamervas are extremely territorial, brash, haughty and possessive people; personally, they are unsympathetic self-centered individualists, but with a strong sense of personal accountability, owning all decisions they make – both good and bad, even though they consider themselves to be always good.
The early history of Yamervic migration was not unique: they would migrate and settle alongside sistren of other tribes, primarily as leading hunters and warriors, or even installing themselves as settlements’ chiefs. But as the overall population grew, so did their disappointment in other tribes. They begun to wander, seeking far away territories where they could feel silence, without being annoyed by the pity problems of neighboring tribes; scouting unexplored frontiers for Meority, becoming the first to map her Gorgeousness in details for future expansions, finding what the already settled tribes couldn’t. By the late Age of Crumbling, the Yamerva clans became migratory under the covetous threats of the Hegemony, yet joined the war against it when their patience wore thin. Eventually, as the world and Meority progressed, this nomadic lifestyle also rendered obsolete to avoid the headaches that other tribes cause to them, and Yamervas resigned themselves to living among us. Although, some Herpi-Clans have a tradition of vacating into the vast steppe expanses of the Great Thigh Plateau, to undertake a primeval-style journey and test themselves as the natural predators they were born to be – as the Hunters of the Noctis.
Yamervas have multiple vestigial organs, as if they once possessed fully functional wings, hinting at a natural, long-term evolution of extraterrestrial origin, but at the same time, they lack other rudimentary features crucial for flying, like they never existed. Yamervas are the supreme example of the Blessed Evolution, performed by the Joyful and Gorgeous Meora to perfect our bodies in Her image.
And they are perfected, indeed. The only weakness of Yamervas is daylight, which causes itching and discomfort under the skin. Hunters of the Noctis – all their senses are refined to make them ultimate predators. From outstanding eyesight to superb hearing; flawless mimicry of sounds and voices for luring their prey; thick skin is resistant to cuts, and rich in adipose tissue, it keeps bare Yamervas warm at night; and don’t be deceived by their lean, petite bodies – they are highly muscle-dense and agile tools of death, capable of lifting prey three times their weight.
As sapient predators, it is in their blood to prey and dominate others. Even when a Yamerva is not in the mood for violence, few of the sistren dare even think to ill-woe one. When you do so, it is considered a bad omen, literally and figuratively… because they hold their grudges forever. Wherever you hide and no matter how strong you are, they will find you, and they will not let you go unpunished.
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Like many other egg-laying mammals, Yamervas possess a holistic way of thinking that accentuate on functional relationship between subjects. They have a decent (three-fourths) egg fertility rate; typically, there are two eggs in a single clutch, less often three. However, they bear a demographic problem related to the female ratio.
As a result of the very low population of females (in some periods, it was as low as one in thirty) Yamervas exhibit very expressive sexual dimorphism, which increases the chances of survival for females – they grow larger than futales, with higher muscle density, stronger bones, and sharpened shrewd as defensive traits. Additionally, the futales’ genitals are disgracefully small in flaccid state, but when erect, they engorge proportionally to the female's body size, rather than their own, which requires a great amount of blood – a process that very much weakens futales physically, restraining them from forcing the female into mating when she does not desire it, and equally preventing them from refusing when she demands it. As well very much noticeable is the difference in the size, ornamentation, and coloration of plumage: it is visually regressive for the females – they are born with colorful feathers, but with age become dull or dark, which helps them blend into their natural environment; meanwhile the futales’ plumage remains vibrant and vivid even in senile age, which they continuously take care of to keep it looking chicly for the females to contemplate, thus, the loss of great tail feathers outside of moulting is considered a dishonor for a futale.
Matriarchy and polyfuwary are common societal traits among Yamervas. Marriages are not arranged – they are earned. It is the propensity of futales to entice and convince a female from another Herpi-Clan to welcome them into her harem as Valkiriyas. They do this with gifts of prosperity, achievements in the Hunt, and through show of strength and beauty – all to prove the value of their seeds and future progeny. The females endorse a contender themselves, but sometimes the Yarl (Chief-wife of the clan) decides whether a futale is truly worthy of the honor of joining and continuing the bloodline with her daughter (or sister); but on occasion, it's up to harem’s head Valkiriya to evaluate, if a new partner is deserving of sharing genes with their beloved. Though, many futales are given only a single chance to mate, unless the offspring will show themselves superior to others.
Once the bond is made and the eggs are laid, the futales are likewise liable for the safety and well-being of the hatchlings, working together as a solid clan. Physically and mentally, the wife is protected and uplifted by her Valkiriyas to ensure her biological longevity and fertility. Therefore, female Yamervas are forbidden from engaging in personal scuffles and great battles alike; or better say, they will be stopped by their beloved Harems, who will not hesitate to use force if necessary – for a Valkyrie, to be banished from the Harem is humiliating, but even greater ignominy is the loss a Wife, so one risk outweigh the other.
Under the pressure of intense competition, it is not rare for young desperate futales to consider the alternative of joining a Harem, and seek for a personal wife outside their own people. And of course, the sistren of subservient tribes are always glad to offer themselves as bearers of a child conceived from the seed of one of the Eight Sacred Tribes, which Yamerva futales treat more as charity towards the lowborn. Be that as it may, having matured a little more, many are eager to return to natural competition and earn the honorable place of Valkiriya in the Harem.
Of course, with many spouses, the Wive doesn't have the time to tend them all herself, so she takes appropriate measures: she may find paramours from other tribes to provide sexual relief for her harem, either temporarily or permanently; some allow their beloved to find personal concubines, not blessed with the Gift of Creation of course, to prevent unwanted intertribal children, unless they require more servants inside Herpi-Clan; or everyone’s Pride will simply be caged until the Wife needs them. In many cases, the Valkiriyas assist each other, or the weakest omega at the end of the pegging order will be subjugated for everyone’s relieve.
