The Morna Tribe

History & Survival

The Morna are an ancient human tribe scattered long ago after a time of control, persecution, and quiet fear — not for their weapons, but for their ways of seeing.

The Morna were known for their rituals, weather-sense, and sky-marking, practices that made them valuable and unsettling in equal measure. They remember a different landscape, when things were more alive, more beastly, dark forces and light having their own space — not homogenised, not neat.

After their tribe became fragmented, some were absorbed into other cultures. Others faded. A few found the sea, and their descendants — the Imbrùans, now populate The Outer Winds.

The rest live hidden in the northern mountains on the edge of Gildraen, though few know of their existence. Those who do know them only as the Mountain Folk; they refer to themselves as the High Morna.

Their scattered clans number in the low hundreds apiece, sustained through intermarriage with neighbouring folk as much as within their own. Outsiders who join them do not weaken the line; often, they bring new strength, sometimes even magic revealed through Morna ways.

Temperament, Magic & Inheritance

Fierce and neutral, the Morna make no claim to higher purpose. They do not fight for a cause nor seek to prove themselves to outsiders — their ways are already justified. They are wary, sometimes harsh, and protective of what is theirs: song, sky, fabric, and kin. To them the world holds no fixed good or evil, only change, and they endure as the mountains endure — by standing, moving when they must, and never letting go of their own.

Magic among the Morna is not a gift to be bestowed but a convergence of blood, place, and rite. A fifth of their people show it to some degree, stirred by the conditions of their birth or the rites that name them. The skill may pass in families, but not with certainty; it can also surface in those who marry into the tribe or in children conceived beneath the right constellation. More than inheritance, it is the Morna’s culture of listening — to skies, to winds, to shadows — that draws the hum of power into something they can recognise and use.

This tribe are keepers of quiet thresholds between earth and sky, known and unknown. Their attunement to the celestial dance is not mastery but deep listening, sensing the Hum’s echo in stars, winds, and shadows.

They are few, appearing at rare moments, delivering messages wrapped in riddles or symbols, chosen so that understanding must come from within.

Their presence is both grounding and mysterious—a reminder that the world’s fullness includes what cannot be seen or grasped outright. Their prophecies are invitations to align with unfolding currents rather than commands to change fate.

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What else this tale has shaped:

• The Story of Kallhor: Origins