Re: Glorantha Digest V4 #201

From: Colin Phillips <Colin_at_tang.demon.co.uk>
Date: Tue, 18 Feb 1997 16:30:35 +0000


Simon Phipps wrote

>So, in your game, Humakti are those dead who are walking around. Hmm,
>sounds as though they are Undead.

Not sure if this was a joke or just misunderstanding, either way I hope this make it clear exactly where I am coming from.

IMHO When a Orlanthi joins the cult of Humakt, he severs all links with his clan. Exactly the same way that Humakt severed all his links with Orlanth.

Lets give our new humakti a name and then things will be easier to follow:

Torkal, a valiant Torkani player character, decides to become a Humakti. The day he is initiated into the cult (by various secret rites) he severs all links with his clan. The Clan view this as the day Torkal died, because the only other way to leave a clan like this is by outlawry.

So they have a funeral feast and bury an empty coffin. The clan has lost (symbolically) one of its own and feel the need to mourn that lose.

Now Torkal is free of all duties and responsibilities from the clan but then accepts all the duties and resposibilities of the cult of Humakt. This means that he can never be resurrected etc.

Now, the next time Torkal is walking around the village, the people see him as Torkal deathbringer a stern and dower humakti,the personification of Death not the bright young Orlanthi he once was. The Clan member see this as a different person (Not the walking dead)

Now he is still accepted amongst the Orlanthi because Humakt was Orlanth's brother, so he is no enemy, but the new Humakti needs to the negotiate his position within the clan. Usually as clan champion or one of the chieftain's bodyguard. Because the Clan owe him nothing and he has not ties with the Clan.

Becoming an Humakti for me, means that ending to all that you once where and a new beginning of everything you can hope to be. This is why Humakt is also known as the god of endings.

I hope this makes it a little clearer what I was trying to say.

Colin Phillips

"He took a face from the ancient gallery and walked on down the hall"


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