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It is believed that when Moseke created the Makubwa Lori, there had to be the first tree ever planted. Although many Sev'ryn have explored the Makubwa Lori, no one has been able to find a larger, grander tree than the Ojọgbọn. The "heaven tree" became a point of spiritual connection to Moseke while outside the city. Its trunk stands alone but the great canopy extends to cover the smaller trees that border the clearing. On new moon nights, spirits that have wandered here after death will rise to the next cycle of rebirth.

The ground that surrounds the Ojọgbọn is cracked from the great roots rending the ground away from itself. A small creek runs around the tree, creating a moat-like defense. For a normal sized human, it would be easy to cross, but for the Tunäwä, it would seem like a deep, raging river. To cross it for the significantly small race, they would require boats. Instead, a great root has risen above the river, shattering the earth to create a mini bridge over this moat for all to cross – normal and incredibly small races.

The circular area inside the moat around the Ojọgbọn is divided into 6 equal pieces. These are the breeding grounds for the different ‘families’ of the Tunäwä. These sacred grounds have paths between them that lead up to the Ojọgbọn, so humans are not compelled to trample the sacred breeding grounds of their smaller counterparts. Sevir and Tunäwä alike guard this great tree and the surrounding breeding grounds.

Myths

The creation of the Ojọgbọn and Makubwa Lori Once upon a time, many lives ago, when the world was young, the Sev'ryn lived off the land, but it was very hard. There were no trees you see, only flat land as far as the eye could see. Nothing to build our homes with, nothing to make fire with, nothing to make our bows with and no cover. We did the best they could, for even then we were a brave, resourceful people, but we were cold, and we could not hunt as well, and we were exposed to all manner of beasts who wanted nothing more than to rend and tear, to destroy because they were unmakers, not even for food.

Worse than that though, there was nowhere for our familiars to live safely, and many Sevir felt their familiar die before they'd even had a chance to start searching for them.

Moseke saw us, saw our need. She knew that we would persevere no matter what, for we loved life as much as she did. So the Great Mother decided that she would use life to foster life. She plucked a single hair from her head, and she planted it in the ground, and bade it to grow. Grow it did, into the great Ojọgbọn. As Moseke is a mother, and Ojọgbọn sprang from her, so too is it a mother, the Mother of all trees. It grew strong and tall, and shed its seeds faster than the Cycles would have allowed anything that did not spring from the Mother herself. Around it grew the Makubwa Lori, the Endless Forest. And we, the Sev'ryn and our familiars rejoiced, for life became much better. We had somewhere to hide when hiding was needed, we had shelter from the elements, we could build, and our familiars could live much more safely as they waited for us to find them.

Makubwa Lori grew and spread. It spread so far that some came to think there were many forests. We know that this is not so. Each tree that you see came from the Ojọgbọn, from Moseke. Some grew far away, in other lands, brought by birds and other animals, other servants of Moseke to spread her gift of life. They may be far apart, but they are all one, connected. Just as all Sev'ryn are one, no matter how far apart we may be. This also is why we respect the forest so. It is of Mosekes own body.

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Location: Nymph Myth: Credit: Toscun'ahesesi