Worldbuilding Blogfest Day 3 – The Kveres, The Eye of Kash, and the Mountain Gods

Not sure how it’s already day 3 of this blogfest . . . where is the week going?

On that note, just a couple things to say to my fellow participants – the next three days are INSANELY busy for me real-life wise (today: grocery shopping for hubby & me, and the grandparents, then church tonight. Tomorrow: work. Friday: contest deadlines for the Oklahoma Writers Federation AND I STILL HAVE TO WRITE  FRIGGIN SYNOPSIS FOR THAT. Shoot me now, please. *headdesk*)

So, if I haven’t made it to your blog yet, rest assured that I will over Friday-Saturday-Sunday :D.

Day 3 – Religion &/or Magic

This is, in all actuality, probably going to be my shortest post.

Because I have three things to breeze over.

We’re going to focus on the Rishka, the Kashtophim, and the Sconnelans.


The Rishka were pretty much hippies. Their religion was very much based on the circle of life, caring for the world around them, and on peace and kindness to animals and people – but they weren’t vegetarians. They were similar to some of the Native American tribes in that they made sure to be grateful for everything – including the sacrifice of life it required for them to eat meat.

That said, meat was not a daily staple in their diets, because they treated life with sanctity.

The closest thing the Rishka had to a god was the Kveres. But that will be explained in my excerpt on Friday ;).


The Eye of Kash is, essentially, a Kashtophim talisman. A very large one, but it is a talisman. Here’s what Sachi (the main character) knows of it, from chapter 2 of Catalyst:

The city was set up as a square with square buildings and monuments as far as the eye could see. The only true circle within it was the Eye: a giant orb of black obsidian shot through with streaks of silver and infused with Rishka blood . . .

. . . The Eye of Kash rested in the very center of the square. It was supported by tall, iron spikes around the orb, and I tried to ignore the dark stains on the cobblestones beneath it, especially near the platform.

It is a fusion of Kashtophim sorcery and Rishka power. Kashtophim sorcery is the most similar to magic, Rishka power is intricately tied up with their belief in the Kveres.


And now, a brief glimpse into the Kashtophim mindset, and the Sconnelan’s way of life (From chapter 14 of Catalyst):

The Kashlin looked at the young man thoughtfully. “Rashan Taphim is weary.”

“He is, my lord. I believe his memories of the war have been returning to haunt him”

That would be a fitting lie. Many of those who had served in the great war between the Kashtophim and the Sconnelans in the north were ill in their minds, scarred by those who were able to be as brutal as themselves. It was one of the few wars that the Kashtophim lost, mainly because they underestimated the terrain and the craftiness of the mountain peoples.

Zanis was only a child then, but he’d heard the stories of his companions, and he himself remembered hearing the nightmares his father returned with. It was said they had seen their fellow soldiers dashed to pieces when they were cast from the heights into deep ravines, and that the nights were frigid enough that many would never wake after they slept.

And the Sconnelans were not like the Rishka – they did not believe in mercy in any way. But they were worse than the Kashtophim, who had no morals. The Sconnelans had their gods – and they were brutal and vicious. The Kashtophim only pursued whatever brought them pleasure, and well, if sometimes it tormented others, so be it. The Sconnelans brutally slaughtered their prisoners of war because they believed their gods demanded it.