Traditions:
in Custom and Tradition:"Tradition, for the folk of Everwealth, is more than mere custom. It is a sanctuary, a bulwark against the chaos that encroaches on their lives at every turn, a glimmer of certainty in an uncertain world."
The people of Everwealth are not sentimental. They are survivors. Their traditions are not quaint rituals or cultural pageantry, they are defenses, stitched together from the wisdom of the dead and the fears of the living. A lullaby may be a spell in disguise, a mealtime prayer a ward against spirits, and a wedding ceremony as much a binding contract of souls as a declaration of love. These acts are not performed blindly but deliberately, with the weight of consequence behind each. To break tradition is not merely taboo; it is often dangerous. From swamp-set Whogi to stone-hewn Ursi, each people keeps their own codes close, and while they differ wildly in practice, all stem from the same root: the world is watching, and it will not forgive carelessness. Every custom, no matter how minor, has a story behind it, usually one that ends in blood or fire. Hanging a charm of braided grass above the door is not decorative; it’s to prevent the spirit of a drowned child from slipping into your home. Pouring the first sip of ale onto the dirt isn’t superstition; it’s payment to the buried dead who made the harvest possible. These are not affectations of civility, they are contracts with the unseen, honored with the same gravity one might offer a king. Tradition in Everwealth is a kind of magic, low and slow, quiet and binding. You may not believe in it. But the things behind it believe in you.