Nomads of the Astral Sea
Remember your place- you are but a star among the endless, drifting as they are in the endless chaos. You have been given the gift of sight, so watch carefully.
To be a Ketopsian is to want nothing of the world but to watch it dance. It moves and flows endlessly, never twice the same- for many this would be a curse, but for Ketopsians it is a gift. They are alive only to witness the marvels of their world, as they have been since the dawn of time.
Astehram TribesDespite their lonely lifestyles, Ketopsians highly value their families, or tribes. These tribes are each connected to an Astehram from which Two-Ones are born. Thus, the tribe's Astehram is viewed as a common ancestor to all of its members, and all view one another as part of the same family. Together the community will guide newly Two-Ones, teach them the ways of their people and the tribe's sacred knowledge.
I will never forget my Emerging. I woke up in the pitch black ink of the Astehram, my bodies shivering from the cold- and just like that, I emerged. The first thing I saw was stars.
As with all things in the Astral Sea, Astehrams are never motionless. They drift with the rest of the stars among the endless void, twisting slowly across the darkness. Tribes will usually travel with their Astehram, each Two-One sensing its call in their hearts as it moves through the Astral Sea, and they follow from a distance, alone as always.
Social OrganisationOnce a Ketopsian has gone through the Great Plunge, the only distinction among different members rest in age. The eldest are respected for having more knowledge, and seen more of the world, and while usually be given the spotlight to tell their tales during Ketopsian celebrations.
Because they have no need to do anything beyond observing the Astral Sea, there are no other distinction within their society. Gender, wealth, privelege, power- these concepts are foreign to Ketopsians, who know only curiosity and acceptance.
Outside of important traditional events however, Ketopsians exclusively travel alone with their Star Whale. There is a single exception to this rule, however- a blind Ketopsians, who is always accompanied by someone who describes the world around them as they travel.
Song of the Mind
Ketopsians communicate telepathically, with a language called Ketopsi. When a Ketopsian speaks it is always with two voices, that of their humanoid and Star Whale bodies.
When a Ketopsian speaks, their words echo through the minds of those close enough to hear their call, a low hum accompanied by singing bells. It travels through the dark, reaching into the minds of those who welcome its song.
Ketopsians are able to shape the world around them by entering a state of deep meditation called Psuke. This power finds its origins in the ties that unite a Ketopsian to their Astehram, and allows them to build the Dignastariums in which the dead are layed to rest.
Ketopsians are born with their Star Whales from Astehram in a body that will never change. The passage of time does not affect them, and they are simply vessels through which the Ketopsians may move through the world.
Ketopsian bodies are hairless, and devoid of any sexual characteristics. Their skin may range from light grey to deep purple hues, sprinkled with specks of light shining like stars. Their eyes are a deep milky grey, galaxies swirling within.
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