[b]The Society, Population 317, Era of Oxameter the Walker.[/b]
Technological Developments: 
Poetry 1/4
Early Theater 2/5
Copper Working 2/6
Organized Religion 6/8[/b]

[b]The Settlement:[/b] 

[b]"I am a law only for my kind, I am no law for all. You are a law only for your kind, you are no law for all."[/b] 
"This what you shall tell them. This is our first hymn. This is what we are." Spoke Mr. Marsh upon his bloodied steeple to the devout missionaries.
"Confirmed, teacher of the ancient rites." The Missionaries spoke in united response. 
"You shall go east, you shall go west. Where ye find creatures, daemons, or otherwise you find communion. Teach them the written language of the hymns, and thus the world beyond them. Blessed are ye who taketh this forth, and drive out the ignorance of men. Blessed are ye who see not foreigners, but other accidents of chaos. Blessed are ye who understands the eclipse, not as a sign of the Gods, but a mere spectacle of Tzeentch. Blessed are ye who transcend the boundaries of good and evil."
And so the missionaries left the Settlement. One to the East where a grey wolf sings [@Raindeer], and one to the west where the dark is forever.[@Father Dagon]