Some new information, this time on the N tribe.
Aldgoat (N) Tribe - History
The Aldgoat tribe had settled in La Noscea many years after the Jaguar. It began as a splinter tribe, with N'venn Tia, and a small handful of women both from his tribe, and ones he had claimed along the way. Venn's exile did not stem from inadequacy, but quite the opposite. Threatened by Venn's strength, the Nunh exiled him on the grounds of treachery, claiming he had been working with a rival tribe. Cast out, Venn made what pleas he could with the others of his tribe. Few listened, but it was enough that he and a group of six females left to seek greener pastures. The original tribe still thrives to this day.
Venn's path took him to La Noscea, where he and the females settled. Within the first year, they met the Jaguar. Already, the Jaguar had established themselves as formidable hunters, especially among the settlers and villagers who resided outside the perimeter of Limsa Lominsa  One of the females, a woman called N'halabi, was found by two Jaguar huntresses moments after she had been wounded by the beast she fancied her prey. With their aid, she lived, and was taken back to the Jaguar camp. Y'obho was Nunh at that time, and after questioning N'halabi, he sent one of the Tia, and those same two huntresses to seek out Venn, and alert him to what was going on.
The meeting was civil, and Venn was greeted amicably when he arrived to retrieve his lost huntress. Y'obho even went so far as to offer Venn sanctuary in his own tribe. They would absorb each member, along with Venn himself into the Jaguar. Venn refused the offer, largely out of pride. With great respect, Venn was allowed to leave once more, and for a time, the Jaguar helped protect the few N tribe members who they shared the land with.Â
Over time, Venn's tribe grew, until it was a thriving community in its own right. Respected within and without his tribe, Venn remained on good terms with the Jaguar throughout his time as Nunh. Venn's successor was not quite so easily swayed. The Tia who bested Venn had engaged in many scruples with one of the Y Tribe Tia. So much so, that small aggressive slights turned into all-out skirmishes. On the surface, it would seem as if the two tribes got along well enough, but to probe deeper would reveal a slew of brawls, fights, and other acts. Hunting grounds were contested, gathering spots, trade routes... Â But it all came to a head when two opposing hunting parties forsook their prey and tore at each other. Up until that point, there had been no fatal wounds given to either side. In that attack, a Y Tribe huntress was killed.Â
Both tribes knew that war would devastate their families, and their already thinning numbers would dwindle further. That period also saw a few members of both tribes leave their home in pursuit of other lifestyles. A truce was established, one that would last with minor incidents only, almost always instigated by the N tribe.Â
Until Rikke, during his time as Nunh, took two N tribe females into his bed.Â
The past twenty-five years has seen a dramatic increase in N tribe aggression, and the past ten in particular has displayed a throw-back to the time of skirmishing and contests. The N tribe have even gone so far as to enter the Jaguar camp and initiate fights.Â
It won't be long until things come to a head once more.
{Y'rikke's Meeting with N'undai Nunh}Â
(Heavy language warning)Â
 Y’rikke stands atop the La Noscean hill bordering the hunting ground between his tribe and the Aldgoats. His black, mid-length hair was left messy today intentionally, trying to show a lack of respect for N’undai. Despite this supposedly being a civil discussion, he came armed to the teeth. A greatsword was slung across his back, with two lightweight shortswords strapped to either hip. His back had a custom made sheath of throwing daggers that ran the length of his spine.Â
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To his left stood Y’ashake, a fellow member of the Rahzarr Kahl, though only recently, and most of the tribe’s second choice for Nunhood. On his left was Y’tyaka. A great hunter and another member of the Rahzarr Kahl, his speciality was more in trapping, baiting, and luring. It made him a valuable asset to any hunt, but his sparring skills were substandard. Well, substandard by Rahzarr Kahl standards. Which were admittedly pretty damn high since Y’rikke took over. Both Ashake and Tyaka were armed to nearly the same extent Rikke was.
 There was no secret why they were here. Two nights ago, Rikke had seduced two of the `N tribe’s females. Much to the disapproval of a few of the members of his own tribe, the two had spent the night in his quarters, leaving only the next morning. It barely took the Aldgoat tribe a bell before a runner was sent with a message demanding a meeting between the two Nunhs. Rikke picked the time and place. He had no idea what kind of outrageous demands N’undai was going to make, but they were all going to be fun to shoot down.Â
 A smile crosses Rikke’s features as he thinks that thought. A chieftain would be more diplomatic, but a Nunh would defend what he did. Being both was becoming more of a bother than his time was worth. Not to mention there was word of a big-ass dragon to hunt in Coerthas. His eyes turned north just as N’undai and his two escorts approached the top of the hill.
 N’undai, the older of the two Nunhs, had barely entered his 30s, and was certainly deserving of the title. He was strong, quick, and a natural leader. If it came to a duel, Rikke wasn’t entirely certain he could win easily. He’d at least sport a few scars from the bout.
 “I’ll keep this brief.†N’undai spoke first. Of course he would. He was hasty. Which was probably why it was easy to steal two of his women. Rikke had to try not to smile at the thought. The older man continues. “Despite our tribe’s truce, you have done us a dishonor by breeding with two of our women. We have not done anything to provoke such action-â€
 “Bullshit.†Rikke interrupts, continuing. “Hunting on our grounds, purposefully scaring away prey whenever our huntresses get close. Harassing our young when they are learning the basics, attempting to provoke fights.â€
 “None of which constitute a break of the-â€
 “Oh will you shut the fuck up with the diplomatic bullshit. You’ve been begging for us to break the truce for at least three cycles now. You’re just pissed I did it by fucking two of your women. The blonde wasn’t even that great. The redhead though… she knew how to do this thing with her pinky -â€
 “Enough! In recompense for your actions, the Rahzarr Kahl will disband immediately and permanently.â€
 Rikke stares for a few moments before breaking out into a fit of laughter. He knew it made him vulnerable to attack, but he couldn’t help it. “Disband our elite hunting force? That’s been the pride of our tribe for generations? What the fuck are you smoking because holy shit do I need some of it.â€Â
 N’undai scowled. “Very well. Then you will revoke your Nunhood.â€
 Rikke managed to collect himself after another few moments and straighten up, though a smile remains on his face. “Revoke my Nunhood? You wish for me to revoke my breeding rights because I was good at breeding? Next option.â€
 N’undai was glaring now, clearly growing angry. “Fine! Then two of your females will be sent to my tribe, and they will stay in my quarters for an evening!â€
 Rikke was no longer amused. That sounded like a threat. Rikke did not respond well to threats. “If you wish for two of MY women to come pleasure you for the evening, you are more than welcome to attempt to seduce them. But if I so much as catch a whiff of your sniveling shit-nosed pathetic excuse for hunters trying to kidnap them, I won’t bother with diplomatic negotiations.â€Â
 Rikke and N’undai stare at eachother for a long time, each of their bodyguards nervously moving for weapons. Rikke speaks first. “You and your bodyguards are outmatched. Piss off and I’ll try to forget this conversation ever happened. You come anywhere near MY hunting grounds again, and I’ll not turn a blind eye.†With the final words spoken, Rikke showed Undai his back and begins walking away.Â
 There was only silence as he descended the hills, the sound of Ashake and Tyaka walking backwards to watch for any arrows that may come flying their way.Â
Truce…
Truce my ass.
Aldgoat (N) Tribe - History
The Aldgoat tribe had settled in La Noscea many years after the Jaguar. It began as a splinter tribe, with N'venn Tia, and a small handful of women both from his tribe, and ones he had claimed along the way. Venn's exile did not stem from inadequacy, but quite the opposite. Threatened by Venn's strength, the Nunh exiled him on the grounds of treachery, claiming he had been working with a rival tribe. Cast out, Venn made what pleas he could with the others of his tribe. Few listened, but it was enough that he and a group of six females left to seek greener pastures. The original tribe still thrives to this day.
Venn's path took him to La Noscea, where he and the females settled. Within the first year, they met the Jaguar. Already, the Jaguar had established themselves as formidable hunters, especially among the settlers and villagers who resided outside the perimeter of Limsa Lominsa  One of the females, a woman called N'halabi, was found by two Jaguar huntresses moments after she had been wounded by the beast she fancied her prey. With their aid, she lived, and was taken back to the Jaguar camp. Y'obho was Nunh at that time, and after questioning N'halabi, he sent one of the Tia, and those same two huntresses to seek out Venn, and alert him to what was going on.
The meeting was civil, and Venn was greeted amicably when he arrived to retrieve his lost huntress. Y'obho even went so far as to offer Venn sanctuary in his own tribe. They would absorb each member, along with Venn himself into the Jaguar. Venn refused the offer, largely out of pride. With great respect, Venn was allowed to leave once more, and for a time, the Jaguar helped protect the few N tribe members who they shared the land with.Â
Over time, Venn's tribe grew, until it was a thriving community in its own right. Respected within and without his tribe, Venn remained on good terms with the Jaguar throughout his time as Nunh. Venn's successor was not quite so easily swayed. The Tia who bested Venn had engaged in many scruples with one of the Y Tribe Tia. So much so, that small aggressive slights turned into all-out skirmishes. On the surface, it would seem as if the two tribes got along well enough, but to probe deeper would reveal a slew of brawls, fights, and other acts. Hunting grounds were contested, gathering spots, trade routes... Â But it all came to a head when two opposing hunting parties forsook their prey and tore at each other. Up until that point, there had been no fatal wounds given to either side. In that attack, a Y Tribe huntress was killed.Â
Both tribes knew that war would devastate their families, and their already thinning numbers would dwindle further. That period also saw a few members of both tribes leave their home in pursuit of other lifestyles. A truce was established, one that would last with minor incidents only, almost always instigated by the N tribe.Â
Until Rikke, during his time as Nunh, took two N tribe females into his bed.Â
The past twenty-five years has seen a dramatic increase in N tribe aggression, and the past ten in particular has displayed a throw-back to the time of skirmishing and contests. The N tribe have even gone so far as to enter the Jaguar camp and initiate fights.Â
It won't be long until things come to a head once more.
{Y'rikke's Meeting with N'undai Nunh}Â
(Heavy language warning)Â
 Y’rikke stands atop the La Noscean hill bordering the hunting ground between his tribe and the Aldgoats. His black, mid-length hair was left messy today intentionally, trying to show a lack of respect for N’undai. Despite this supposedly being a civil discussion, he came armed to the teeth. A greatsword was slung across his back, with two lightweight shortswords strapped to either hip. His back had a custom made sheath of throwing daggers that ran the length of his spine.Â
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To his left stood Y’ashake, a fellow member of the Rahzarr Kahl, though only recently, and most of the tribe’s second choice for Nunhood. On his left was Y’tyaka. A great hunter and another member of the Rahzarr Kahl, his speciality was more in trapping, baiting, and luring. It made him a valuable asset to any hunt, but his sparring skills were substandard. Well, substandard by Rahzarr Kahl standards. Which were admittedly pretty damn high since Y’rikke took over. Both Ashake and Tyaka were armed to nearly the same extent Rikke was.
 There was no secret why they were here. Two nights ago, Rikke had seduced two of the `N tribe’s females. Much to the disapproval of a few of the members of his own tribe, the two had spent the night in his quarters, leaving only the next morning. It barely took the Aldgoat tribe a bell before a runner was sent with a message demanding a meeting between the two Nunhs. Rikke picked the time and place. He had no idea what kind of outrageous demands N’undai was going to make, but they were all going to be fun to shoot down.Â
 A smile crosses Rikke’s features as he thinks that thought. A chieftain would be more diplomatic, but a Nunh would defend what he did. Being both was becoming more of a bother than his time was worth. Not to mention there was word of a big-ass dragon to hunt in Coerthas. His eyes turned north just as N’undai and his two escorts approached the top of the hill.
 N’undai, the older of the two Nunhs, had barely entered his 30s, and was certainly deserving of the title. He was strong, quick, and a natural leader. If it came to a duel, Rikke wasn’t entirely certain he could win easily. He’d at least sport a few scars from the bout.
 “I’ll keep this brief.†N’undai spoke first. Of course he would. He was hasty. Which was probably why it was easy to steal two of his women. Rikke had to try not to smile at the thought. The older man continues. “Despite our tribe’s truce, you have done us a dishonor by breeding with two of our women. We have not done anything to provoke such action-â€
 “Bullshit.†Rikke interrupts, continuing. “Hunting on our grounds, purposefully scaring away prey whenever our huntresses get close. Harassing our young when they are learning the basics, attempting to provoke fights.â€
 “None of which constitute a break of the-â€
 “Oh will you shut the fuck up with the diplomatic bullshit. You’ve been begging for us to break the truce for at least three cycles now. You’re just pissed I did it by fucking two of your women. The blonde wasn’t even that great. The redhead though… she knew how to do this thing with her pinky -â€
 “Enough! In recompense for your actions, the Rahzarr Kahl will disband immediately and permanently.â€
 Rikke stares for a few moments before breaking out into a fit of laughter. He knew it made him vulnerable to attack, but he couldn’t help it. “Disband our elite hunting force? That’s been the pride of our tribe for generations? What the fuck are you smoking because holy shit do I need some of it.â€Â
 N’undai scowled. “Very well. Then you will revoke your Nunhood.â€
 Rikke managed to collect himself after another few moments and straighten up, though a smile remains on his face. “Revoke my Nunhood? You wish for me to revoke my breeding rights because I was good at breeding? Next option.â€
 N’undai was glaring now, clearly growing angry. “Fine! Then two of your females will be sent to my tribe, and they will stay in my quarters for an evening!â€
 Rikke was no longer amused. That sounded like a threat. Rikke did not respond well to threats. “If you wish for two of MY women to come pleasure you for the evening, you are more than welcome to attempt to seduce them. But if I so much as catch a whiff of your sniveling shit-nosed pathetic excuse for hunters trying to kidnap them, I won’t bother with diplomatic negotiations.â€Â
 Rikke and N’undai stare at eachother for a long time, each of their bodyguards nervously moving for weapons. Rikke speaks first. “You and your bodyguards are outmatched. Piss off and I’ll try to forget this conversation ever happened. You come anywhere near MY hunting grounds again, and I’ll not turn a blind eye.†With the final words spoken, Rikke showed Undai his back and begins walking away.Â
 There was only silence as he descended the hills, the sound of Ashake and Tyaka walking backwards to watch for any arrows that may come flying their way.Â
Truce…
Truce my ass.
