No, us Mothkin have centuries of history and culture.
The mothfolk, or mothkin, are the spawn of the fey queen Cimre. Cimre was the Queen of Dusk, who longed eternally for the dawn. Cimre waited at the horizon for the Sun to rise, and the two collided. From Cimre's wings several feathers fell, landing in the trees below. These were the first mothkin.
Early Society
The earliest mothkin gathered together into a large colony, the first of their cities. Houses were built among the branches of the great trees of the eastern forests, and they developed language and, soon after, writing. There were no true leaders in the earliest days, and mothkin society was isolated and naive. They wove tales of the fey that they were still connected to, but knew nothing of other races. Vigils were held nightly to the moon, in reverence for their mother Cimre of the Dusk.
This peaceful reality was shattered, however, upon the arrival of one Baloth Ironchin. Baloth was a dwarven miner, and leader of a band of dwarves who had been cast out from their mountain home for reasons unexplained. He was the first non-fey to set eyes on the mothkin, and he saw not beauty and innocence, but frailty and ignorance. Baloth's dwarves marched into their woods, and the mothkin, having never seen such creatures, stood in wonder and fear. But the dwarves hated the fey, and Baloth's zealotry overwhelmed him. Ten dozen dwarves rampaged through the forest, killing those they could and sacking the towns.
Baloth finally departed after more than two hundred mothkin were slain. From that day, the mothkin knew only hatred for dwarvenkind.
Beginnings of the Daimyos
Scarred by the unprecedented and wholly alien act of violence against them, the mothkin resolved firstly to rebuild. Houses were reconstructed, the forest healed, and new generations of mothkin were raised into a different life than their forefathers.
Around this time of reconstruction did the Church of the Flame develop. To its first practitioners, the fire would cleanse them of their past naivete, and reforge their connection to the fey that had guided them. Among their ranks came one known simply as Tanji. He preached words of revitalization and hope to the mothkin, and was claimed to be an emissary of Cimre herself. The mothkin finally had a leader, and they named him Daimyo.
With their city rebuilt (with walls and palisades, for better defense), Tanji gave a new goal to the mothkin, an order issued at the end of the twilight days that is still followed today: discover.
They were told to spread out, fly beyond their ancestral forest and explore the world beyond, whatever good or bad lied within it. Settlements rose up from the Benayan mountains to the frosted steppes of Kharas, and new generations of mothkin grew up far from their old forest.
Tanji requested that the temple of the Flame, the first Agiari, be built as high as possible. The peaks of a great tree were hollowed out, spiraling steps carved within, and a great altar of flame raised in its canopy, tended eternally by devoted monks. The light of the flame, he said, would always lead the children of Cimre back home in dark times, and thus the first beacon temple was made.
Tashigo and the Necrosavants
Candleflies were a gift to the mothkin from the fey queen Cimre, a simple insect species that produced light to reflect the light of the moon. They were quickly discovered to have many applications, from decoration to illumination to chemical powders. However, this boon came with a cost: candleflies fed exclusively on dead flesh.
Tanji asked of Cimre how they would sustain them, and she delivered the Death-Head mark, a white skull found on the back of some mothkin upon their rebirth. Cimre named them the Necrosavants, and they were tasked with collecting the bodies of the dead and harvesting them for the candleflies.
Three years later, a Necrosavant named Tashigo found a new use for the candleflies: when their larvae infested a dead corpse, necromantic energies would be exuded. Tashigo attempted to channel this power, and the infested corpses rose, undead husks illuminated by the haunting light of the candleflies from within. Tashigo could not control them, and a host of the creatures ran through Tanjian, but they were finally repelled and Tashigo was slain.
Since then, the mark of the Death-Head condemns a mothkin to a life as a Necrosavant, respected for their invaluable service but avoided and feared for the prospect of the dark energies that they encounter. Many live as recluses, tending the candleflies and then delivering them once they reach maturity, to return again to their den of death and growth.
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