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Government Type: Druid's Circle

Ruling Welkin: Paisangue the Blood Father

Current Leaders: Firona Leitor da Nuvum (NG female gnome Druid10), Rumthon Irmão da árvore (TN male Gnome Druid7/ Barbarian1/ Beast Rider2), Armand Filho de Dino (NE male Gnome Druid 6/Ranger4)

Population: 900,000+

Economic Type: Barter

Species Demographics: 80% Gnome, 15% Halfling, 3% Human, 2% Other

Capitol: Fathers

Beast Totem: Protoceratops

War Beasts: Protoceratops, Saurolophus

Nominal Alignment: TN

The Paisanguen, or in common 'People of the Blood', are a secretive and mysterious tribe inhabiting the central hills and valleys of the eastern island. They patrol their lands on the backs of Protoceratops while their nomadic villages follow herds of massive primitive cattle called Bestalimnos, their Navioterras homes sometimes pulled along by the great Saurolophi.

The massive Paisanguen wagons have been a surprise to many outsiders upon first sight. They appear to be nothing less than great wheeled ships, complete with sails, rigging, and even a small ceremonial anchor. The origins of the Navioterras wagons of the paisanguen are lost in myth. The story goes that in ages past, over 2000 years ago at least, the gnomes came over to this land before the star fell from the heavens. They sailed great ships out over the open sea, from a land they called Argent. They came across the seas in search of a new home, away from demons called the Troklion and the Kyoiln. Life was good for them until the day the star fell, that day the seas boiled and their once nautical culture was forced to move inland.

It took many hundreds of years for the seas to calm, but in that time they had lost their seagoing heritage, becoming one with the lands around them. The great Navioterras are all that remains of their nautical heritage.

The Navioterras, or in common "Land Ships", are about 80ft. long X 40ft. Wide X 30ft. tall. Three massive wheels built inside the ships along what was once the keel are the primary means of movement, with two smaller (though still giant) wheels on either side acting as balancers. Skilled Paisanguen Capitão have been known to catch a good wind and not even need the side wheels for miles at a time.

Set at each end, the for and aft sections, are huge windmills that also catch the wind and help with locomotion. Their Saurolophus generally follow along in herds tended by Protoceratops riders.

Ethics and Beliefs:

The Paisanguen hold to the belief that there is balance in all things. Their ruling Welkin, the great Titan Paisangue the Bloodfather, has taught them that only in balancing all aspects of self are the people able to move forward. For this reason the clans do not seek either law or chaos, for in those pursuits lie death to everyone.

In law there is the risk of stagnation, for Paisangue teaches that while order is needed to get things done, to much order kills personal growth. This leads to entropy as the same thing is repeated over and over, until the whole collapses in on itself.

In chaos there is the risk of over stimulation. for Paisangue teaches that while chaos keeps the Gnomish mind working, to much chaos will weaken the community. A well told proverb from the followers of Paisangue states: "One rock, thrown into the pond, causes a passing disturbance. To many rocks fills the pond."

When it comes to Good and Evil Paisangue teaches that both parts are needed to balance the whole. Leadership can only be maintained if all sides of the coin are seen, so evil is an accepted and celebrated part of the whole. For every good act there should be an equal and opposite evil act. It has been said that evil begets evil, but for the clans of Paisanguen, it begets good and vice versa.

The purpose of all this is to give meaning to all things. When evil happens it is natural for good to come in and fill the void left behind, as others offer aid and charity. In this way an evil act can make a tribe stronger and re-establish the feelings of brotherhood and camaraderie. The flip side is when good reaches the point that nobody expects an evil act. Then evil comes in and removes that sense of false-security, leaving the void mentioned above. It seems like a vicious cycle, but its needed for growth.

Clans of the Paisanguen:

The clans, or 'Unidafamil' in their native tongue, of the Paisanguen are very secretive with all outsiders and even other clans. This tribe fears the unknown. They stay secretive in the hopes that bad things and bad situations will not notice them and simply pass them by. Within the village of any particular clan, dress is modest at most. But in the presence of outsiders or other Unidafamils they cover themselves from head to toe in cloth, the somber dark colors vary depending on the clan. They also wear elaborate masks to ward off any evil spirits that may be accompanying others. These mask are simple affairs, usually just smooth polished wood, with simple almond shaped eye holes and a black or red shroud to cover the sides of the face and the head.

The Paisanguen figure that if one were to wear some elaborate and fancy mask to frighten an evil spirit away, that spirit is going to remember what was done to it, and come back for revenge. So the easiest way to avoid that is to not even draw attention to yourself to begin with.

The only time a member of the Paisanguen will reveal themselves to outsiders is when they go to war. Then, astride their painted protoceratops, they charge into battle wearing only maniacal grins and elaborate body paint. The designs they have painted on them at these times are meant to signal to all the spirits that the warrior may soon join them, and he or she would like them to see and know their potential brother or sister before death comes. There is a saying amongst the kobolds of the Pown-Dajji that goes "If I am lying, may a Paisanguen c**k pass my eyes."

The Paisanguen are taught that their fate is already decided, and if they are destined to live through a battle then why not make the most of it. If one is destined to die on the other hand, they want the spirits to see that they were fearless in life, so are to be respected in death.

Paisanguen Warpaint

Dress:

As stated earlier, in the presence of non Unidafamil members, a Paisanguen will wear cloth wrappings of solid colors. In more relaxed settings, within the safety of the Fortresangue, they wear simple kilts and loose shirts. Each specific Unidafamil has its own preference of cut and style, one uniting theme is the love of stripes and bright clashing colors.

The Political Structure of the Paisanguen:

The Unidafamils of the Paisanguen all pay homage to their Welkin, Paisangue the Bloodfather. Serving directly under him are the Vildo Sangue das Natuzam, the great druidic council. The Vildo Sangue das Natuzam are very strongly religious, and it shows in every facet of their politics. The druid circles predict where the Bestalimnos herds are likely to travel next, as well as what the seasons will bring. They decide when the time for war is at hand and how to go about that war. They know where the best grazing land is for the dinosaurs and where and how to get the most water.

The triad leaders of the tribe are chosen by Paisangue himself every 10 years, from amongst the wisest of all the clans.

The Bloodfather does rule in some ways directly, and he has a very great interest in his people. He wants them to rely on themselves more than on him though, finding their own solutions to problems and their own judgment. He will intervene directly when he feels they are being overly foolish, or going against his teachings.

Though primarily a Gnomish tribe, there have been several non Gnomes gracing the great halls of the Vildo Sangue das Natuzam. Most notable of them was Alianna Mãepequen, Bride of the Bloodfather. Also known as the "Small Mother", she made peace with the fey of her homelands as well as one of the most brutal war chiefs ever. Her campaign against the Pown-Dajji was the most violent and bloody (for the Pown-Dajji) in all of the Paisanguen history.