There was a tree, from its roots emerging energy, feeding the ground beneath it its riches. The fruit trees blossomed and soon bore ripe fruits, and the golden fields of wheat ready to be harvested to feed the hungry. This tree of life is who we call Mother Tritia, our divine mother, our nurturer of the land. In her hands rests a golden cup with ever flowing water, water for everything that grows, water from which Tritia creates life.
For Tritia, goddess of life, goddess of everything that grows, of harvest, of fertility, she was in need of a companion who would oversee what she could not. Someone just and hardworking, someone fair and not frivolous - a man of his word. She took her cup, two sprigs of wood, some precious ores and gems and words of wisdom and put them in her cup. She stirred them gently until she had created new life; Liudwin arose. He stood tall and with shoulders broad, ready to carry the world upon them. Ready to guide and share knowledge.
"Stand next to me" said Tritia, pointing at Liudwin "And we shall teach those who come after us, to care for not just eachother, but for the world." And Liudwin stood next to her, and agreed.
The first of Arborians
The first of them were carefully created by Tritia out of clay, mixed in her cup, while Liudwin gathered knowledge and divided it in portions. So that each Arborian would have equal amounts. "And if they do not, they shall teach eachother!" Liudwin exclaimed happily. "For together is all they have" Tritia spoke
And grow it did, it grew into some of the first great minds of the Arborians. Liudwin taught them to hunt and fish, to acquire knowledge in several skills, to fight and to survive. Tritia taught them how to plant, reap, sow, repeat. How to nuture your kind physically, how to laugh and how to love. Even how to be multiply and be merry; "And as the seed is spread, so may it grow." and so it did.
These first of their kind lived in rough terrains, overgrown trees in a jungle like setting, filled with predators and monsters sometimes twice or thrice their size. "So we shall teach them to get higher in the sky!" Liudwin spoke, and so he did teach them. From elaborate treehouses to quick tree top shelters, they became masters at building high in the sky. This mastery evolved into building in general, something the Arborians excelled at.
Then when the Arborians outgrew their plains, they took with them acorns from the mother tree and built a boat under the instructions of their gods. And the boat sailed and soared across oceans far and wide, until it reached land.
The story of the boat
We see a man, he is brave, every day he looks up from his treehouse into the sky and asks us if this is all. "It is not" we try to convey to him. The lands he lives on are poor, there is no food, his people are going hungry. He has already moved so often, there are so little options left.
Every day he keeps questioning, and we give him the same answer "It is not". The man walks and walks and ponders and seems in agony, we feel sorry, we send him calm winds that guide him to the shore. The man stands still, looks at the ocean, then he looks up. "It is" we say.
First he gathers knowledge, then he gathers men, then he gathers wood. The men carry the wood to the place of construction, where they follow the plan. Ge res bro ge luipsluips - the boat from the Gods. It was a magnificent sight with oaken boards, as large as a large dragon and with sails that set in vivid purple and green. It was truly a miracle, and there was place for everyone and a herd of goats as commanded. And everyone was pleased and sailed on to better, greener lands.
This man his name was Adelbert, true follower of Tritia and Liudwin, son of the Gods, saviour of Arborians.
