Polaroids

Geography of Jonsello

A map of Jonsello will appear here at some point.

Then I will explain more about the geography of my conworld.

 
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The People beyond the Clouds

The People Beyond the Clouds (Käntwo: tetan za welgebyā) fell from the sky along the coast of the North Jomithian Islands. In the shallow water they were discovered by fishermen and brought ashore. They had bronze skin and had lost their language. Soon they learnt Käntwo and always told stories about their home beyond the clouds. Because of that and because of the mystic aura surrounding them, it was thought that they were the servants of the old deities, who had been expelled from the heavenly kingdom of the gods after the diminishing popularity of the Old Belief.

Many legends in Jonsello tell of exiled servants from the realm of the gods, who had come to earth. The original inhabitants of the islands Ulijēy and Bilēy were thought to have been heavenly expatriates as well.

The early Ñišküfians* started to sail to sail to the neighbouring islands to trade and thus had some contact to them and called them xy. Only few stories were exchanged, as the inhabitants of Ulijēy and Bilēy were hit by a major flood that erased them soon thereafter. The gods feared that they would exchange divine secrets with other people.            

After the catastrophe, the Ñišküfians* populated the empty islands. Oddly constructed ruins, strange symbolism and a few place names was everything that was left of the mysterious inhabitants. The myth of King Dikdēs was one of the few stories that the Ñišküfians* had found out about their predecessors.

Upon arrival of the People Beyond the Clouds, the islanders assumed a connection to the original inhabitants.

When the 47 families of the People Beyond the Clouds were registrated, they were given family names describing their appearances and mystic origins.

 

Gods of the Old Belief

 
Smiling Man with Glasses

Dyauwos

God of the Sky

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Purdhi

Goddess of volcanoes, war and fertility

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Bredhos

God of trade and merchantry

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Happy Young Man

M. Gabler

Position/Rolle

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Woman Artist

H. Krüger

Position/Rolle

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Volcano Erruption
 

The story of Seksokes

In a time shrouded in fog, a white-blond girl was born. Her name was Seksokes and her parents lived in Negowal, a village far up north where the mountains meet the coast. When her mother was in labour, a wild horde of riders attacked the village. They set fire to fields and houses, slaughtering most of the villagers. Amidst all this bloodshed, Seksokes was now born. She was tall for an infant, her hair was fully developed. It was whiter than that of an old woman, more radiant than the sun. Right after she had seen the light of day everything went black. When she awoke, the attackers had disappeared. The village lay in ashes, hardly anyone had survived. Her parents lay beside her in a pool of blood. She screamed loudly as she saw all the violence and destruction. The clouds that had gathered over the gruesome spectacle rumbled. Then lightning struck Seksokes, she was lifted into the air and her eyes glowed bright blue. As she fell to the ground, her white-blonde hair turned blood-red in one fell swoop, soaked with the spilled blood of the village. It grew and grew and so did Seksokes. When her hair stopped growing, she was a young girl of five and her blood-red hair reached down to the ground. She felt power boiling within her, and as she walked barefoot through the burnt fields, green sprouts began to emerge from the ashes. No sooner had she walked a few steps than the ears of corn had grown back towards the sky in full bloom and were shining golden. As Seksokes bent over the poisoned well, the essence of evil escaped and the water cleared. When the survivors had recovered and rebuilt the village, they were very grateful to Seksokes and cared for her until she turned sixteen. On that day, she heard the villagers whispering and susurrating that the hordes of horsemen who had attacked Negowal many years before had been sighted in the neighbouring village. Images of destruction and death flashed through Seksokes' memories. She did not want to lose Negowal, which she had grown so fond of, again. Furious, she waved her blood-red braid and let out a scream so loud that the windows shattered and the tiles fell from the roofs. She wanted revenge. When the intimidated villagers woke up the next day, they found a dozen robbers hanging dead from the trees. The braided ropes around their necks glistened strangely red in the morning sun and reminded them of hair. Frightened that Seksokes' wrath might strike them, they expelled her from the village. Sad to leave her beloved village, she retreated to the mountains where she wept and reminisced about Negowal. At night she sat awake on the stones, feverishly trying to find out what her powers were all about.
The years passed and Seksokes sat there thinking. The young men in the village told each other stories about the passionate girl with the blood-red plaits and bright blue eyes who was supposed to live in the mountains. She was supposed to be tender and sensitive - and yet also dangerous. Bachelors who wanted to find a bride began to seek her out, for her kiss was supposed to transfer a spark of her passion to the person seeking help and bring good luck in their search for a bride. And Seksokes liked it. The intimate moments with the young men were a consolation for her grief at having to leave the village and made her feel loved. 
The search for Seksokes and getting a kiss was precious and very risky. Many had tried, but few had returned. After the long-awaited kiss, Seksokes asked the beseeching one to stay with her longer and to satisfy her craving for tenderness. Hardly anyone had the mental strength to resist her spell and so they were lost. Seksokes never let them go again and overwhelmed them with her longing for physicality until they were finally completely absorbed by her and merged with her in a cloud of lust.
One night Seksokes sat on the stones and pondered, her blood red hair had grown many metres in the many years she had lived in the mountains, falling in all directions and reaching the bottom of a small gorge.
The night was clear, but Seksokes heard a huge rumbling sound and as she turned around, she saw a mighty avalanche of snow coming closer and closer. With every minute and every mile it increased in destructive power. Shocked, Seksokes realised that the avalanche would finally crush her beloved village under masses of snow and ice. When the avalanche had almost reached her rock, she did the only right thing to save Negowal. She breathed her last breath and closed her eyes. In a mighty flash of lightning, she transformed. Her body melted and turned into rocks, her blue eyes became diamonds, deep in the rock and her blood red hair became streams of lava. Seksokes transformed into a volcano. In a fiery wave of lust she spewed lava and melted the avalanche. She had saved Negowal from perdition. The lava flowed smouldering into the ocean, where it became coral reefs.
Even today, young men give their brides the red coral washed up on the beach in the belief that they are the remains of Seksokes' blood-red hair. They symbolise Seksokes' tenderness and are said to bring a loving and fruitful relationship.

 
The Ituttun Expedition

The Ituttun Expedition

 

Expedition Team

Smiling Man with Glasses

Kūmi Okšu

Professor for Archaeology at the University of Yameru

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Mólkérpå Xérpå

Expert for Writing and Scripts

Smiling Businessman

Tawo Töka Dukun

Research student and assistant of Professor Okšu

Portrait of Smiling Woman

Ašman Niwskēpos

Expert for Ancient Architecture at the University of Łazmo

 
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The mysterious scroll

Molkerpa found a mysterious scroll at a booksellers place

she deciphered it

they started the expedition