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Semk

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The Semk

 

Race: Semk

Also known as:

Warren:

Appearance:

 

Further info :A tribe of  Seven Cities.  Semk: Karas Hills and Steppes - (DG, Glossary)


 

'an ancient shaman whose silver-barbed, skin-threaded face marked him as from the Semk tribe, far inland...' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.69)
 
'Semk warriors ranged in the midst of the marines in wild, frenzied mayhem, and it was these ash-stained warriors...individual warriors who held no line, offered no support weapon-side, and heard no voice except their own manic battle-cries' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.561)

 

'...the Semk and their undisciplined, two-handed fighting methods.' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.549)

 

'...the wild-haired Semk fighters.' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.421)

 

'the Semk wizard-priests...The Semk god is a vicious Ascendant. It uses the wizards to channel its rage, without regard for their mortal flesh. Those unable to withstand their god's power simply disintegrated...The god simply chooses more...' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.423-4)

 

'Evidently the Semk tribe's avowed hatred of all who were not Semk had been set aside in obeisance to the Whirlwind goddess.' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.495)

 Semk godling

 

'The Semk was a squatter, more pugnacious-looking version of the Tithan warleader, hairy enough to dispense with the need for a bear fur. His only clothing was a hide loincloth and a brace of belts cinched tight over his stomach. The man was covered in greasy ash, his shaggy black hair hanging in thick threads, his beard knotted with finger-bone fetishes. The contemptuous sneer twsting his face had a permanence about it.

...The last detail that revealed itself as the Semk stepped closer to the fire was the gut-stitching closing his mouth...The Semk was silent mayhem, ignoring the quarrels in his back, closing again and again to batter the earth spirit. Cold poured in waves from the Semk - a cold Duiker recognized: The Semk god - a piece of him survived, a piece of him commands one of his chosen warriors-' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.495-6)

 

'That Semk was possessed, wasn't he?' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.499)

 

'Two sharpers...and the bastard just got back up.' - (DG, UK MMPB, p.499)

 

'The Semk god was indeed destroyed. Torn to pieces and devoured. Sometimes, a piece of flesh can contain such malevolence that it corrupts the devourer -'

'An earth spirit-'

'A spirit of the land, aye. Hidden ambition and sudden power. The other spirits...suspected naught.'

'...why was the Semk's mouth sewn shut?'

'That creature is sewn shut everywhere, Historian. Lest that which was devoured escapes.'

Duiker shook his head. ‘Strange magic, this.’

Sormo nodded. ‘Ancient,’ he said. ‘Sorcery of guts and bone. We struggle with knowledge we once possessed instinctively.’ He sighed. ‘From a time before warrens, when magic was found within.’ - (DG, UK MMPB, p.502)

 

 

 

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