>>50162990
I have no experience in painting or whatever, but I always sort of sigh in exasperation when an artist makes a treeline a literal line of paint botches with some sticks underneath. Maybe that's what it actually looks like in real life, I dunno.

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>>50162990
VOTE

What races would there be in a pure Americana setting?

>humans, obviously
>Giants?

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>>50163084
Pudgwuckies

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>american culture

>>50163054
The ones in the background? It's not too inaccurate.

Should Americana include Native American myths and folklore?

>>50163084
>natives
>latinos
>beast men
>impish beast men (leprechaun meets groundhog sort of thing)
>giants

I'm sure there's some obscure shit like>>50163110 Ill dig around

>>50163118
steven seagal is a national treasure

>>50163145
He just got his russian citizenship, so not anymore

>>50163153
this is what's going to cause WW3

>>50163179
its the thing thats going to stop it

>>50163194
we need to free him from the kremlin, first

>>50163084
>Native Americans would be source of all magical mayhem in the setting with worship of powerful not-quite-gods level spirits, good and bad.
>Sort of Like a mix between Gnolls and Wild Elves
> Christian preists and Preachers, instead of our right denial, acknowledge the existence and validity of these spirits, but condemn them as evil, busybodies who mess with humanity for their own purposes
>They're special actions would be a sort of Anti-magic and would focus on preventing or weaking the magics of All people who call upon anyone other than the one true Lord, Jesus Christ.
>Bears and Buffalo take on a sort of mythic strength and nature
>Humans can also gain legendary powers and aspects not through magical dealings, but through determination, perseverance, and hard work towars their dream or goal (Paul Bunyan, Davy Crocket, Johhny Appleseed, that miner guy who dug through a mountain faster than a machine and died asking for a glass of water)
>occasionally you might find one of the traditional European Fey, who decided to make the journey to the New World

That's all I can think of for right now, sorry.

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How about some music to spice it up

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSGuBNopzBw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlWsHP0gFHg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlHfiND14lc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_ahpvwJLes

>>50163110
>Pudgwuckies
>two to three feet tale humanoids with enlarged ears, nose and fingers, with faintly glowing grey skin
>they can appear and disappear at will
>they can transform into a walking porcupine (it looks like a porcupine from the back, and the front is half-troll[clarification needed], half-human and walks upright)
>they can attack people and lure them to their deaths
>they are able to use magic
>they have poison arrows
>they can create fire at will
>Pukwudgies control Tei-Pai-Wankas which are believed to be the souls of Native Americans they have killed.

>>50163084
>muki
>loveland frogmen
>Michigan Dogmen

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I've always wanted to run a campaign of mountain men living in the backwoods of Yellowstone, trapping and hunting and trading with the natives. Probably have the central conflict be a massive bear stealing from their traps or the like. Something like Old Ephraim. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Ephraim

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>>50162990
Obviously, you could have men hroseback. But do you think it would be okay for say an adventuring eastern cityfolk to ride a bicycle around? I like the image of an old timey adventurer riding around, with his gear on his bike

Americana is entrenched in wild west, frontier lore, and antebellum south. Also has inspiration from Native American anism and voodoo. Its probably not very dispersed here because /tg is more focused on older and more medeval sources. I've got an old library book on American folklore back home. Will share pictures and concise story times if this thread is still up after I get home from work.

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>>50163407
>It's mighty brave of you to offer to go take care that Bear that's been stealing our food, but be careful
>He my be a Wily beast, but he's capable of clever tricks and deceit, that can fool even the smartest of men
>You could say that He's Smarter than the Average Bear

>>50163477
Same here, I've got a couple of fat books on the subject. I'll stick with new england and canadian stuff though, since you have the south and west covered. Should only be a couple hours til I get back

>>50163502
"Aaay, Booboo! What do you say that we disembowel these moun-ti-an men and have ourselves a little pic-i-nic?"

>>50163477
>wild west, frontier lore, and antebellum south.
Don't forget New England backwoods

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>>50163664
>Having a straight sword and chest plate
>Not an having an old, beat up, family rifle and some tough-looking, dirtied, cotton farmers clothes

GET OUT OF MY AMERICANA OLD-WORLD FAG REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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>>50163729
>Not dressing him up like a snake oil dealer

>>50163827
snake oil dealers are snake oil dealers. Making them actually peddle real love potions and not just mercury mixed with salt water defeats the purpose

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>>50163084
Axehandle Hounds and Hide Behinds

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkNV-0O1ya8

>>50163967
animation reminds me of this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDATXtewPrg

Are more contemporary American myths like the Illuminati or shape shifting lizardmen considered Americana?

>>50164065
I'm not too sure. I'd say yes, but americana is, to me anyways, also just as much an aesthetic as it is folklore and tradition

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>>50164065
Ehhh, maybe. I always figured those are anywhere from urban legends to whatever category Area 51 and the Greys go in, or Elvis not being dead.

Pic mostly unrelated.

This thread seems applicable
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/49744075/

>>50164093
>Illuminati
We're historically more concerned with the Masons and presently more concerned with FEMA DEATH CAMPS OBAMA'S GONNA TAKE OUR GUNS

>>50163084
Moth people.
Gator people.
Lizard people.
Minotaurs, the largest groups in the world.
Lots of plant folk in the PNW. Maybe the Entwives.
Extraplanar entities with settlements in the desert.
Living mountains.

LOTS of Fey.

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>>50164592
>Lots of plant folk in the PNW. Maybe the Entwives.
Any particular reason?
I've been doing a lot of research on the area lately and I haven't seen any folklore involving plant people.
Lots of sea monsters and cannibal ogres though.

Is it time to talk about american horror? Ever since my ancestors sailed over in the 1600s Some of us immigrants have been here a long time We've always been scared of the unknown and whatever lurks in the dark of the forests. Wendigos, maze like forests that you don't escape, animals that bring fear into the hearts of mortal men. Watch yourselves near forests, you do not know what lays within the shaded places.

>>50165173
>Some of us immigrants have been here a long time
Isn't that everyone in america

>>50165186
Well from a historical standpoint America is a country of immigrants that gained population boosts via heavy immigration. Starting with initial colonization in the 1500-1600s mainly European, then the mid 1800s saw Asians move to the west coast, then the Irish influx. I'm more or less thinking about my own heritage due to being a late 1500s to early 1600s English immigrant descendant

>>50165186
Technically anyone not living in the Great Rift Valley is an immigrant.

Yes, I'm being facetious and pedantic, why do you ask?

>>50165321
For the Glory of Pelor the Burning Hate?

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One of the more modern bits of fokelore was started in 1966-67 around this being and the Point Pleasant bridge collapse.

>>50165435
Moth man?

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>>50163477
let it never be said that anon does not deliver

Will be posting phone pictures of dubious quality since I don't have a phone scanner, I'm sure if someone is really interested they can find a high quality scan of this book

Will also post TLDR of the stories I post pictures of. They are well known folklore so I'm sure google will find you a ton of variants and full stories.

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>>50166753
During the Age of Exploration people learned that the Atlantic will totally fuck your shit up. The only possible explanation was that it was literally full of demons and monsters. Sailors told of a Sea of Darkness with waves as tall as mountains, serpents that could smash ships with a flick of their tail, and fish that would suck water into whirlpools pulling ships underwater.

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>>50166788
treacherous seas surely were protecting important things like island paradises. There are numerous tales of people (usually saints) making overseas voyages and discovering islands laden with fruits and honey, sometimes even welcoming monks. Pic related is Saint Brendan finding the Island of the Blest

>>50163084
Greys and Reptillians.

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>>50166809
The Fountain of Youth is a common myth, lots of Spaniards assumed the Americas were full of riches, the natives were also quick to back up these rumors as they would then tell the Conquistadors the lands of gold were somewhere else so they would fuck off.

>>50163237
John Henry's the name of the guy who beat the machine

>>50163237
The last one you're thinking of is John Henry the steel driving man

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>>50166836
El Dorado and other cities of gold were are part of the Conquistador folklore. In some of the tales the Spanish capture a native and trudge across the entire American Southwest as the hapless captive keeps telling them the cities are just over the horizon

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>>50166864
a reproduction of what early explorers thought the American continent looked like along with early American myths. Lots of explorers delving way deeper into the continent than they probably did and finding either riches or crazy bullshit like castles or paradise. Also tons of sea beasties.

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>>50166601
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mothman
He's a piece of regional folklore from Point Plesants West Virginia that managed to get several books and a movie. While I personally wasn't around for it, I've read about it in folklore books since I was a teenager and always wanted to use him in a Call of Cthulhu game if I found people who didn't already know about the legend.

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>>50165173
thread could use some more Witches

>>50166890
apologies for delay, cooking dinner, will return in a bit

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>>50167107
>>50166890
Now for some Native American creation mythology. Apparently up in the sky there was a paradise for all mankind to live and a tree of light, below on earth was only oceans. The Chief of Heaven marries a beauty prophesied by a dream he has.His wife becomes pregnant from inhaling the Chief's breath but he is unaware and assumes she is cheating on him. In another dream he is told to tear the Tree of Light from the ground so he does. The hole left by the tree allows his wife to see the ocean world. His wife becomes so enamored with watching the ocean that he decides to kick her down through the hole, tosses some corn, deer, wolves, tobacco and other shit because fuck bitches. Some birds decide to help the falling woman and drop her gently on a large turtle's back. She takes the shit her husband threw at her and spreads it across the turtle, throwing dirt that expands the horizons until the earth is formed.

>>50163237
>buffalo
>not bison

>>50163054
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspen

It's pretty much exactly what it looks like irl.

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>>50163084
Tommyknockers, who live all throughout the Rocky Mountains, but are especially concentrated in Colorado.

>>50163084
>the North is predominantly populated by surface-dwelling dwarves, with a smattering of other races due to immigration.
>the South is populated almost entirely by elves, with High Elves being southern aristocrats and Wood Elves being rednecks and swamp people.
>the South is also home to human slaves from Africa (humanity didn't really leave Africa in this setting due to the prevelence of other races in the world)

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>>50167239
Hiawatha and Deganawidah were two Indian heroes of myth and total badasses. Degandawidah was born from a virgin and told by the Great Spirit that he would be Master of Things, his mission to bring peace and life to people. When he became a man he built a canoe out of white stone, when his grandmother said it would not float he replied "It will float, this shall be a sign that my words are true" He set out on his magic canoe to unite the five Iroquois tribes. He taught them Righteousness, Health, and Power, represented by the longhouse in which there are many fire, one for each family, all united under one home.
At one point he travels to the home of a cannibal to aid him. Deganawidah climbs up onto his roof and peers into the smoke hole. The cannibal sees Deganawidah's face reflected in his pot and wonders why he never noticed such wisdom and righteousness in himself, mistaking Degana's face for his own. Degana brings him an elk, teaching the man to eat animal flesh and has him wear the antlers as a symbol of authority. This man is then named Hiawatha and the two go out to kill a wizard.
The wizard's name is Atotarho, and evil chief with magic so strong birds that fly overhead die, a twisted body & mind, and his hair a tangle of snakes. His voice carried terror throughout the land sowed misfortune. The evil chief rebukes them so the two go questing to unite the other tribes. They perform heroic feats to impress the tribes like climbing to the top of the tallest tree and surviving when it is cut down. The evil chief curses Hiawatha and causes his three daughters to become diseased and die. The people hold a lacrosse game to cheer him up but his wife gets trampled to death.
Deganawidah consoles Hiawatha with the magic of freindship and the two go out to stop the evil chief. As they canoe across the lake to confront him he calls up a storm to destroy their boat. The power of the united tribe protects the two heroes. allowing them to stop the evil chief

>>50167392
>Hiawatha was a wendigo

>>50167392
Blood-clot boy, another Native American hero, born from a blot clot coughed up by a buffalo killed by an evil man. The boy was adopted by the man's parents and eventually kills his brother-in-law for being such a dick.
In pic related Blood-clot boy is swallowed by a massive fish. In it he finds a bunch of other people eaten and decides to hold a rager. He paints his face and ties a knife to his head, dancing up and down so hard he stabs the fish to death, then cuts his way out. Satisfied that he has killed all the monsters he returns home

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>>50167427
fuck, forgot pic

>>50167364

Blacks are humans, whites are dwarves, Indians are elves.
Racial pokemon is the height of Americana.

>>50163054
If the trees were more detailed that would be pretty jarring considering the broad strokes in the rest of the painting.

>>50167446
chinese would be dwarves

those rail lines didn't lay themselves

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>>50167441
another creation myth, in this one everyone used to live underground. The underground starts to flood so people seek Spider Woman for help. She leads them to a tell mountain and plants pine trees.The people climb the trees for eight days before emerging onto the surface world. On the way up Mocking Bird assigns people to different tribes because he was bored I guess, and people decide that anyone who dies should go back down to the underworld.
On the surface world there is no sun, and only one inhabitant, Skeleton. The people decide that the surface world needs a sun and moon, so the White people (it is unclear if this means Europeans or a white skinned race of Native Americans) go south, plains indians go north, and Pueblo's stay in the center looking for the sunrise. The white men create horses to assist them which allows them to find sunrise first, their celebration forming a shower of stars.

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>>50167517
moving on the colonist era, lots of folklore involving tricking Indians or conquering the wilds. pic related is Father Marquette stopping the Ojibways. After setting out to convert them, their chief, White Otter, challenges the Father to a duel between their gods. Father Marquette drops the god bomb on the savages and asks the lord to set their idol on fire. The Indians are so awed they convert.

>>50163327
They're fucking greys

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>>50167562
another Indian conquering myth. Tom Quick, the Indian Slayer, also known as the Avenger of Delaware. While splitting a log Tom is ambushed by eight Indians. Tom appeals to their curiosity and morbid humor by saying he will go with them back to their tribe (to be eaten/killed) if they help him finish splitting his log. When the Indians bend down to pull the log apart Tom pulls the wedge from the log, trapping the Indians' hands

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>>50167598
Good old pirate treasure. Lots of myths from the coastal area of pirates hiding their ill-gotten gains in secret areas, their evil souls forever haunting the loot. Many of these ghost stories involve curses or bad luck befalling anyone who decides to steal the treasure.

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>>50167623
Daniel Boone, a famous frontiersman. The related story is how he finds his wife but it's pretty boring, he mistakes a woman for a deer and pursues her all the way back to her home, then seduces her once he realizes it's a woman and not a deer.

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>>50167646
Johnny Appleseed, American Druid. Went full Jesus across America, planting his titular apple trees, playing with bears, befriending wolves, surviving winter with no clothes, and being an all-around chill guy.

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>>50167364
>Elves are from France, England, and Scandinavia.
>Dwarves are from mainland europe.
>Natives would be similar to whichever race lives in east asia.

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>>50167681
Mike Fink, practical joker and man not to be fucked with. after catching his wife flirting with other men he builds a pile of kindling. He calls out his wife and tells her to stand in the kindling, threatening to shoot her if she doesn't obey. He lights the kindling on fire, still telling her not to move or he'll shoot. Eventually the fire becomes to much and his wife runs for the river. Mike fires well above her head, making sure she learns not to mess around.

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>>50167735
The Loch Ness isn't the only place famous for sea serpents. Pic related is the Gloucester serpent, also notable is Ogopogo.

>>50167753
Rip Van Winkle, famous for finding some gnomes who bowl so loud the sounds are mistaken for thunder. He drinks some of their wine and passes out so hard he misses the entire revolutionary war.

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>>50167775
FUCK

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>>50167785
Sam Hart is such a pompous dick the devil himself decides to teach him a lesson. The devil challenges him to a race, the winner gets the losers horse. Once the race starts the Devil's horse spews fire and brimstone while chasing Sam. He realizes that the gig is up and veers off for a church instead of the finish line. The devil responds "You have cheated one whose business is cheating, and I'm a decent enough fellow to own up when I'm beaten". Sam takes the devil's horse and some gold but people say that he will have no rest for using an animal blessed by the devil.

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>>50167816
Big Mose, a giant guy whose folklore boils down to Marmaduke jokes about how big he is

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>>50167831
Old Stormalong, a sailor story about a man who after finding their ship anchor stuck on the ocean floor dives down to investigate. He find an octopus holding it so stops the creature by tying its tentacles into knots.

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>>50167843
Rebel Belle, a charming young lady on the side of the south. She holds a gala proudly displaying the Confederate flag while seducing Union officers and telling their battle plans to Andrew Jackson.

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>>50167854
John Henry, famous for outpacing a steam drill by himself. He perishes after winning and achieves martydom as a folk hero


taking another break, will post some more modern folklore when I get back

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Everyone in this thread who also plays Crusader Kings should check out the After the End mod, it is a fully fleshed out post apocalyptic Americana setting, It is really in depth in its world building and all of the various cultures and religions are well fleshed out and interesting, with Lovecraftian cultists in New England, a Scientologist Celestial Californian Empire, the Holy Columbian Confederacy, Detroit Rust Cultists scouring the land for old world technology, the cast of Always Sunny In Philadelphia, desert nomads who worship the atomic bomb, and a cult based on veneration of the Founding Fathers led by the God President of the United States. It's really well done and would make a great setting for a game.

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>>50167871
De Witch Woman. A man finds a comely woman all alone in the woods and marries her. After some time he finds her behavior strange so he pretends to fall asleep one night and watch her. The woman sits in the fireplace and spins her own skin off on the spinning wheel, revealing herself to be a large cat. While she runs out into the night the man wakes up and fills her emptied skin with salt and pepper. When the woman returns she dons her skin and is killed by the spices burning her body.

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>>50168056
the westerners chapter. Not sure if pic related is any particular myth but I needed to include it since it's so batshit

>>50163064
>>50163089
>>50163099
t. Euro

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>>50168069
lots of tales centered around burros being lazy pieces of shit that always fuck with their owners

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>>50168081
Hugh Glass, story of which the recent Revenant was based on. Glass is an arrogant scout for furriers who gets attacked by a bear. Two companions volunteer to wait with Glass either for backup or until he dies so that he doesn't slow the expedition down, but the companions becomes bored with waiting and leave, stealing Glass' all his shit. Glass slowly recovers, eventually making it back to civilization. Unlike the movie, Glass finds one companion a year later and only states "Go, my boy, I leave you to the punishment of your own conscience and your God." He eventually tracks down the other companion and sates the same thing along with "Give me my favorite rifle"

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>>50168138
some more modern folklore, Joe Magarac (or Joe McGarrick if you're Irish), god of steelworkers. Could bench 500 pounds of steel, a body made of metal, could twist solid bars with his bare hands, stir molten steel with just his flesh, and wring rails out of molten metal between his fingers. He eventually jumped into a steel furnace so that his body of purest ore could be used to build a new mill.

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>>50168192
Paul Bunyan, probably the most famous American tall tale. Sometimes born in America, sometimes found in a massive cradle that floated in from the sea. Paul logged twelve metric fuckloads of wood. He slept in a bunkhouse so large men went up in hot air balloons to reach their bunks. Not pictured is Paul's blue ox Babe. their dining table was so long when waiters went down one end to serve them their grandchildren returned. Automobile's ran up and down the center of the table delivering food at 85 mile per hour. One time a team of oxen carrying enough peas to feed the French-Canadian loggers fell through the ice of a frozen lake. Paul threw some salt in the lake and cooked it all up into enough soup to feed every last logger. At one point four foot mosquitoes began pestering the loggers so Paul grabbed some giant bumblebees from the East to get rid of them. The bumblebees and mosquitoes fell in love and had children with stingers on both ends. Paul loaded up a few million gallons of molasses to feed the monsters until they were so bloated they couldn't fly, then drowned them in the river.

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>>50168258
gonna dump some collages of miscellany from the end of the book

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>>50168300
Thank you all for putting up with my image/story dump. I hope at least one of you enjoyed it.

>>50168314
Don't worry anon, it was pretty based

>>50168314
Don't know if you're still around, but what book is this? Seems cool

>>50168759

cover page here >>50166753

>>50163084
Hill People are already a real thing in America.

People just don't know about them because they never leave the hills and they ain't too kind to strangers.

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>>50162990

I'm a sucker for obvious America analogues in fantasy settings. Just being able to go full ham with apple pie and cowboys and freedom and the aeroplane.

>>50169209
Tell me more of your fancy American hill people

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>>50164592

>Lots of fey

More likely than you would believe.

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>>50169379

Alright, OP is off, I'll try to be more productive tomorrow

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>>50169354
>and the aeroplane

>>50169732
Bump

>>50167871
John Henry will forever be my favorite tale. Always gets to me

>>50167990
>After the End

Patrician taste, my man.

Doing a game of that mod right now. Doing a Hamiltonian New England merchant republic. It's a fucking pain in the ass to convert those provinces.

>>50163754
>Heard somethin' big's been tearin' up Old Man Abernathy's farm a few days now.
>Me and brothers decided to do the neighborly thing, and help'em kill the sombitch.
>got Pa's old staff from the war out from the barn. She's old but we keep her polished, so the enchan'mints still hold up.
>She ain't fancy like one'a them new fangled wands with "focus crystals" or "safety locks," but Pa once clipped a sparrow in the dark at 100 yards with a bolt'o'lightnin' from this ol' girl
>Now I ain't as good a shot as my Pa, but we ain't in the dark, an' we ain't huntin' no Gatdamn sparrows.

>>50168314
Nothing at all about Alfred Bulltop Stormalong? 12 fathoms (72 feet) tall, skippered a ship so big the mast came with hinges to make sure it didn't catch the sun or the moon as it was going? So long it had to have an entire stable of Arabian horses so the men could get from one end to the other without becoming grey haired old men? Wrestled the Kracken and threw the monster into a whirlpool from which he never escaped?

The original A.B.S. able bodied sailor, from the days on Cape Cod of wooden ships and iron men

>>50163237
>Natives and Christians

I'd probably add in witches, some anachronistic rationalists (albeit giving them more of the mercantilism baggage), and echoes of some old viking shit left behind. Oh, and priests aren't so much antimagic as vague blessing and more tangibly effective hallowed ground and stuff. Older American horror short fiction would have the literal devil in the background too. Not sure if I'd use the big guy himself or just play on the tropes in a more diffuse way, but shit would be spooky.

>>50174977
If you're going for authentic American, you'd almost have to have the big D make a cameo. There's s metric fuckton of devil stories where he either challenges mortals or has a pissing contest with christ

What system would you guys suggest for this?

>>50162990
What's your favorite devil, thread?

>blind old man in a shack
>evil beast in the forest
>silver-tongued city slicker at the crossroads
>other

>>50176117
My favorite is Charlie Daniel's Fiddler. It's not from folklore though.

>>50163084
SaSquatches

>>50176117
The devil often appears as just a self righteous retard, particularly in southern stories, often being out smarted through pure human efforts

City slicker best devil though

>>50176381
>Self Righetous Retard

"In this moment, I am devilishly euphoric."
*Tips Fedora*

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They're are also powwowing and hex signs where I come from,
It like Amish religious magic.

>>50176117
Crooked Man is mine personally

>>50176430
>Amish magic
I have a need to know more

>>50176429
In a lot of slave stories, he shows up and says "ha I bet you can't do this/ you can't get out of this one!", and then the hero defeats him through sheer human tenacity, and the devil goes "aw shucks" and skulks away

>>50163248
Sure

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__kQX12S9YI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AO_vlmbd72o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gz6Jk8RttlE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5xdgYLuFCk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8ZA_8l3YVg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TFFHMNBiYvM

>>50177647
Nice

>>50177647
>no Irish brigade
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWB7_o6x6DA

>>50177647
The south may have lost, but at least they went down with taste

>>50180325
*tips noose*
Southern ""culture"" should've been wiped off the face of the Earth. A guillotine for every Southern aristocrat would've saved America.

>>50163054
Because art is about looking nice, and very rarely about photorealism.

This is a beautiful painting. Minimalism is hard.

>>50163248
The Kingston Trio have a number of "American-feeling" songs that they recorded.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Spzy6ud6XIw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aP1bvY7IqZY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9Jh4KjPP-o

>>50180501
Fuck, weren't those guys one hit folk wonders

>>50176117
I like the forest beast/witch sabbath variety, but he's a little old world in some respects. It'd be interesting to cross him with the crossroads and wagering elements.

>>50163084
Skin walkers and wendigos

>>50168056
what a dick

>>50163248

>lacking bluegrass

>>50187345
>Hatin' bluegrass

More music:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJZGcfMybjc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9nEf2nuH_Xc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFBPwDjw9hc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TzcyNwZU-Q


And now something not from the era but clearly about the Civil war:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_ksYL26lZE

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>>50188890
I'll join

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CP8FgkmBpA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIwzRkjn86w

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmkamSRdtFU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNzApsp1ZSQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1Tn2JR8cWs

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>>50163562
Well, as the other anon said, /tg/ demands delivers

I'll start with some creatures, I guess.

>The Will-am-alone is a quick little animal, like a squirrel, that rolls in its fingers in poison-lichens into balls and drops them into the ears and on the eyelids of sleeping men in the camp, causing them to have strange dreams and headaches and to see unusual objects in the snow. It is the hardest drinkers in the camp who are said to be most easily and most often affected by the poison. Can be fatal when mixed with those liquors made in prohibition states

>More odd than this animal is the side-hill winder, a rabbit-like creature so called because he winds about the steep hills in only one direction; and in order that his back may be kept level, the down-hill legs are longer than the uphill pair. He is seldom caught; but the way to kill him is to head him off with dogs when he is corkscrewing up a mountain. As the winder turns, his long legs come up on the uphill side and tip him over, an easy prey. His fat is the cure for diseases caused by will-am-alone, but to eat its flesh is to die a hard and sudden death.

>>50163248

Here's a few from one of my favorite local bands.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gb6VVuw3Bkg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66ouVQ9idUw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=954QZdPJzO4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVuncdV4pS8

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>>50190650
>much to be dreaded is the ding-ball, a panther whose last tail-joint is ball shaped and bare of flesh. With this weapon it cracks its victim's skull. There is no record of a survival from the blow of a ding-ball. In older traditions it sang with the voice of a human, thus luring the incautious from their cabins to have their sconces broken in the dark. It is fond of human flesh, and will sing all night for a meal of Indians.

>An unpleasant person is the Razor-shins, a deathless red man who works for such as are kind to him, but mutilates that larger number of the ignorant who neglect to pay tribute. Keep Razor-shins supplied with firewater, -a jug every full moon,- and he will now and then feel a tree for you with his sharp shin-bones, if nobody is around, or will clear up a bit of road. But fail in this, and you must be prepared to give up your scalp, which he can slice from your head with a single kick, or he will clip off your ears and leave cuts on you that will look like saber strokes. When a green hand arrives in a lumbercamp it is his duty to slake the thirst of razor-shins. He puts a jug of virulent Bangor whiskey at the door. The best proof that the Indian gets it is shown in the odor of breathed alcohol that pervades the premises all night and the emptiness of the jug in the morning.

>>50168314
It was great, thanks anon.

However, you left out one important American hero.

The Guy on a Buffalo.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJ4T9CQA0UM

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>>50190750
>where the French Canucks are employed at chopping, you must look to see them all quit work if a white owl flies from any tree they are felling; and they must not look back nor speak to it, for it is a ghost and will trouble them unless they leave that part of the wood for fully thirty days.

>But the worst of all is the windigo, that ranges from labrador to moosehead lake, preferring the least populous and thickest wooded districts. A Canadian Indian known as Sole-o'-your-foot is the only man who ever saw one and lived-- for merely to look upon the windigo is doom, and to cross his track is deadly peril. There is no need to cross the track, for it is plain enough. His footprints are twenty-four inches long, and in the middle of each impress is a red spot, showing where his blood oozed through the hole in his mocassin; for the windigo, dark and huge and shadowy as he seems, has yet a human shape and many human attributes. That belief in this monster is so genuine that lumbermen have secured a monopoly of certain jobs by scaring competitors out of the neighborhood through simple device of tramping past their camp in furcovered snow shows and dropping a bead of beef blood in each footprint. The stealthy stride of the monster makes every lumberman's blood run cold as the Androscoggin under its ice roof, and its voice is like the moaning of the pines.

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>>50169354
>aeroplane

>>50190863
wow Americans are useless sometimes

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>>50190833
>From Maine comes news of two extinct creatures, the Gazerium and the Snydae. Both, according to Richard G. Kendall, a specialist in unearthly zoology highly esteemed in that state, were found only along the Kennebec river, and were favorite delicacies of the Kennebec Indians and had but two legs forward and only one aft, and that it fed chiefly upon the snydae, which were minute forms of marine life. The Snydae, in turn, fed upon the eggs of the Gazerium, so the two species gradually exterminated themselves. He adds: "The Kennebec usually cooked the Gazerium in deep fat. It tasted something like French-Fried potato, with just a hint of flavor of cocktail sauce imparted to it by its died of snydae.

>Reported by Mr. B. B. Bickford of Gorham, the N. H. Not found outside the white mountains. A short, stubby, rather small animal, resembling a woodchuck but having very soft, velvety, kitten-like fur. Harmless, but surprising. Has the terrifying habit of suddenly rushing directly at you from the brush, then stopping only a few inches away and spitting like a cat. A strong mink like scent is thrown, and the Come-at-a-Body rushes away.

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>>50190904
>From Rangeley Lakes to Allegash and across in New Brunswick loggers tell of an animal which puzzled many a man, even those who were not strangers in the woods. Frequently the report is circulated that the tracks of a bear have been seen near camp, but a little later this is denied and moose tracks are reported instead. Heated arguments among the men, sometimes resulting in fist fights, are likely to follow. It is rightly considered an insult to a woodsman to accuse him of not being able to distinguish the track of either of these animals.To only a few of the old timber cruisers and rivermen is the explanation of these changing tracks is known. Gus Demo, of Oldtown, Maine, who has hunted and trapped and logged in Maine woods for 40 years, once came upon what he recognized as the tracks of a moose. After following it for about 80 rods it changed to moose tracks. It was soon observed by Mr. Demo that these changes took place precisely every quarter mile, and that these whatever made these tracks followed a tote road or a blazed line through the woods. Coming within sight of the animal, Gus saw a 20-foot-tall creature with the fore-legs of a bear, and the hind legs that of a moose. He observed it marching carefully with its long legs, stepping precisely at a yard a step, then stopping on a pivot, and switching to from its fore to its hind legs. He concluded that Tote-Road Shagamaw must have been originally a very imitative creature, developing to fool hunters. He reasoned that the Shagamaw can only count to 440; therefore it must invert itself every quarter a mile

>>50163688
>Literally John Muir

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>>50191015
>The Whapperknocker is somewhat larger than a weasel, and of beautiful brown colour. He lives in the woods on worms and birds; is so wild that no one can tame him, and, as he never quits his harbour in the day-time, is only to be taken by traps at night. Of the skins of these animals-- which are covered with an exceedingly fine fur-- are made muffs, at the price of thirty or forty guineas apeice; so that it is not without reason the ladies pride themselves on the possession of this small appurtenance of female habiliment.

>The Cuba I suppose to be a peculiar to New England. The male is of the size of a large cat; has four long tushes sharp as a razor; he is very active in defending himself, and, if he has the first blow, will spoil a dog before he yields. His lady is peaceable and harmless, and depends for protection on her spouse, and, as he has more courage than prudence, always attends to moderate his temper. She sees danger, and he fears it not. She chatters at him while he is busy preparing for battle, and, if she thinks the danger is too great, she runs to him and clings about his neck, screaming her extreme distress; his wrath abates; and by her advice, they fly to their caves. In like manner, when he is chained and irritated into the greatest rage by an impertinent dog, his lady, who is never chained, will fly about his neck and kiss him, and in half a minute restore his calmness. he is very tender of his family, and never forsakes them till death dissolves their union. What further shows the magnanimity of this little animal, he never manifests the least anger toward his lady, though they are impertinent to him. I more readily suppose the Cuba to be peculiar to New England, not only from my never having yet seen the creature described, but also on account of its perverse observance of carnival and neglect of careme.

>>50165173
Jamestown, circa 1610
>Owsley described multiple chop and cut marks on the girl’s skull that were made by one or more assailants after she died. “They were clearly interested in cheek meat, muscles of the face, tongue, and brain,” he said.

>Four closely spaced chop marks in her forehead indicated a failed attempt to split her skull open, Owsley said. The close proximity of the unsuccessful blows indicates that she was already dead, or they would have been more haphazard, he explained. The back of her skull was then cracked open by a series of chops by a light weight axe or cleaver.

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>>50191135
>The Whippoorwill has so named itself by its nocturnal songs. It is also called the Pope, by reason of its darting with great swiftness from the clouds to the ground and bawling out Pope, which alarms young people and the fanatics very much, especially as they know it to be an ominous bird. However, it has hitherto proved friendly, always giving travelers and others notice of approaching storm by saluting them every minute by Pope! Pope! It flies only a little before sunset, unless for this purpose of giving notice of a storm. It never deceives the people with false news,. If the tempest is to continue long, the augurs appear in flocks, and nothing can be heard but Pope! pope! The Whippoorwill is about the size of a cuckoo, has a short beak, long and narrow wings, a large head, and mouth enormous, yet not a bird of prey. Under its throat is a pocket, which it fills with air at pleasure, whereby it sounds forth the fatal word Pope in the day, and Whip-her-I-will in the night. The superstitious inhabitants would have exorcised this harmless bird long ago, as an emissary from Rome and an an enemy to the American Vine, had they not found out that it frequents New England only in the summer, and prefers the wilderness to a palace. Nevertheless, many cannot but believe it a spy from some foreign court, an agent of the antichrist, a lover of persecution, and an enemy of the Protestants, because it sings of whipping and the Pope, which they think portends misery and a change of religion

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>>50191265
>The tree-frog cannot be called an insect, a reptile, or one of the winged host; he has four legs, the two foremost shit, with claws as sharp as those of a squirrel; the hind legs five inches long, and folding by three joints. His body is about as big as the first joint of a man's thumb. Under his throat is a wind bag, which assist him in singing the word I-sa-ac all the night. When it rains, and is very dark, he sings the loudest. His voice is not so pleasing as that of a nightengale; but this would be a venial imperfection, if he would but keep silence on Saturdays nights, and not forever prefer I-sa-ac to Abraham and Jacob. He has more elasticity than any other creature in known existence. By this means that he can leap over 6 yards up a tree, and can hop successfully from tree to tree. It is by its singing that the Americans have acquired the name of little Isaac.

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>>50191330
>Caldera Dick was a mounstrous old bull sperm whale. There were others big and tough and mean, but Caldera Dick was bigger, tougher, and meaner-- even smarter-- than any other whale that ever lived. The ocean for a circuit of several hundred miles about the caldera was his dooryard, though he didn't always stay at home. At times he'd get around Cape Horn into the Atlantic, or he'd turn up in the Japan Sea, or you might hear of ships running afoul of him almost anywhere that boats were lowered for whales. But mostly he ranged off Caldera. The difficulty was not in striking him and getting fast. He seemed to invite that. He'd lie still and calm as you please while a boat was put on to him, but once the dart was made and the harpoon fairly settled his tough old hide, there was the devil to pay and no pitch hot. He seemed to have a fancy for collecting harpoons. Leastwise, he took all that came his way and never gave any back, until last of all, when he was finally bested, he was so stubbed with iron, it was a wonder he could float. And nobody ever thrust a lance into him, either, but the one that finished him. He was too smart for that.

>("There were other such notoriously great and savage whales, whose reputations larged wherever whalemen got together for a gam Mocha Dick, Galera Dick, and Moby Dick, all described as being heavily scared and pale. Whaler types would often insist that the creatures were worshiped by the primitives of South America's coasts and those of the Islanders of the Pacific and Japan.)

>>50191431
That's about all the creatures I can for now from New England. If you guys know others, please, tell me, I love these shits. Makes me want to run a witcher type game set in America, firing silver musket balls and joining native rebellions.

Anyways, I can keep going with creatures from other areas, or stick with general New England Folklore. I'm not sure what to post now, but this book is still packed with stories, figures, traditions, songs, and even old vernacular. You guys tell me

>>50191488
I'd take some more creatures from around America.

>>50191488
What book is this?

>>50164065
No, not really. Americana is a little more of an idealization of America past.

>>50191502
I'll see what I can't find

>>50191561
pic, its part of a series. Its about 600 pages long

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>>50191608
shit

>>50163054
if something is aesthetically appealing to the viewer, then its successful imo. On the subject technical skill, indicating something (and making it look real good with few strokes) rather than putting down a super literal rendition could, and more oft than not should be considered more skillful. In order to 'indicate' successfully an artist really has to know what they're doing, in the vein of doing more with less. Not to say that highly rendered paintings are worse in any regard.I dont think this painting is goat or anything but its aight, know what im sayin nigga shiet

>>50167735
Holy shit

Does anyone here happen to have A Treasury of American Folklore by B.A. Botkin?

>>50192432
Shit, in pdf I mean.

>>50192436
>>50192432
I looked everywhere and couldn't find it, sorry m8

>>50192534
Same, its why I asked.

Damn.

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I don't know if it counts, but there is the story of Queen Califa. She is a spanish legend that the conquistadors kept alive because they thought she was a real person who ruled the island of California.

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>>50192691
And a bit more modern picturenI found of her. Can't say she is with Monarch, but it is probably just another random California Grizzly.

How would you do high fantasy in an Americana setting?

>>50194136
It'd basically be a druid paradise.

There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest I ever did see
Was the night on the marge of Lake LeBarge I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that he'd "sooner live in hell."

On a Christmas day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.
Talk of your cold! through a parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;
It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel to toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

>>50195139
Go on...

>>50195178
Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he says with a sort of moan:
"It's the cursèd cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead--it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,
With a corpse half-hid that I couldn't get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may wrack your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows--O God! how I loathed the thing.

>>50195273
And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I'd often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.

Till I came to the marge of Lake LeBarge and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the "Alice May."
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then "Here" said I, with a sudden cry, "is my cre-ma-tor-eum."

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

Then I made a hike, for I didn't like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don't know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

>>50195339
I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: "I'll just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked"; ... then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."

There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest I ever did see
Was the night on the marge of Lake LeBarge I cremated Sam McGee.

>>50164065
Urban myths, conspiracy theories, and the occult have their place. They're the scfi to old America's fantasy. Though cryptids could fit in eather or.

>>50195352
Robert W. Service has some good stuff. The Three Bears is my dad's favorite poem to recite.

>>50196183
I haven't read much of his other work, but I had the picture book version of this one when I was a kid and it was one of my favorites.

It also just feels like it (or something very like it) would be a kickass campaign premise.

>>50192691
That could be a Wonder Woman costume.

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>>50191431
>The abbagoochie (pronounced abba-GOO-cheez) is a fierce little creature resembling a cross between an owl, a fox, and a deer. It is indigenous to Costa Rica, where people refer to it as a "dryland piranha" because it will eat anything, including creatures far larger than itself such as horses and cows. If cornered, an abbagoochie will consume itself "in a devilish whirlwind" rather than allow itself to be captured. They mate only once every 6 ½ years.

>Sightings of hoop snakes have been reported since colonial times in North America and for at least the past century in Australia. This snake grasps its tail in its mouth and rolls after its prey, thereby achieving great speed, especially when going downhill. Hoop snakes have been clocked going over 60 m.p.h. At the tip of its tail is a highly venomous stinger, making this a creature to be avoided at all costs. It is the only species of snake known to have a stinger on its tail, and this stinger is so poisonous that even if it strikes a tree, the tree will instantly wither, turn black, and die. If you should encounter a hoop snake in the wild, the best defense is to run as fast as you can and hope to find a fence to leap over. The hoop snake will have to uncoil to get through the fence, thereby slowing it down. Some have reported that diving through the hoop of the snake will cause it to run away. This, however, has never been verified.

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>>50197063
>You will find the Pacific Northwest Tree Octopus high in the trees of Washington State's Olympic National Forest. They spend their early lives in the water of Puget Sound, but as they mature they move upwards, adopting an arboreal existence. They use their eight arms to swing from branch to branch, as well as to grab small prey such as insects and frogs. During their mating season they return to the water, but soon after resume their life in the forest. The tree octopus population is under great pressure from the encroachments of the modern world: logging, roads, pollution, and overhunting by trappers eager to sell the octopuses as ornamental decorations for hats.

>The Tripodero lives in areas of dense brush and undergrowth, hunting for birds and other small animals that are its main source of food. When it sees some prey, the tripodero slowly extends its legs, just as the legs of a photographer's tripod can be extended, thereby raising its body above the brush. When it has a clear line of sight, the tripodero then shoots a mud pellet (a supply of which it stores in its left cheek) out of its blowgun-like snout. It rarely misses. Once the prey is stunned, the tripodero can consume it at its leisure. The tripodero is usually reported as having two legs, rather like a bird, and a kangaroo-like tail that it uses to balance itself while aiming. However, four-legged varieties of the Tripodero have also been seen. These lack the long tail. When its legs are not extended, the Tripodero can move quite rapidly through the brush.

>>50197063
>Hoop snakes have been clocked going over 60 m.p.h.
Jesus, calm down there.

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>>50163248
I got some that might fit

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mz5lySkW9jY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iz7OPhXw0M4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDyqVvJtGxs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TL0doLKuRk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N75v8e07Zu8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkSbFt-NnM4

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>>50197155
>Tailypo is a frightening ravenous cat-like creature of North American folklore, particularly in Appalachia. The Tailypo is usually described as being the size of a dog, with yellow or red eyes, pointed ears and a long tail. In some versions of the folktale, it has tufted ears like a bobcat. It is covered in black or dark brown fur to camouflage its nocturnal activities. Its claws are its main weapon. The Tailypo can speak like a man, and demands the return of its tail (the actual phrase varies between versions, but is always repeated, usually three times): "Taily-po, Taily-po...who has my Taily-po..."

>The Hodag has the head of a bull, the back of a dinosaur, and the leering features of a giant man. Its legs are short, its claws are long, and its tail is spear-tipped. It is a supernatural beast which, in its first life, took the form of an ox that belonged to Paul Bunyan. Upon its death, the ox was burned for seven years to cleanse it of the profanity of its master. But seven years was not long enough. The soul of the ox emerged from the ashes in the shape of a Hodag, exuding a foul odor. The diet of the Hodag is very simple. It only eats white bulldogs, "and those only on Sundays." Three things can kill a hodag: dynamite, chloroform, and lemons. If you see one, you are advised to keep any all-white bulldogs away (that’s all a hodag eats) and call your local fire department or animal control. If you decide to try to kill a hodag yourself, the risk is all on you.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Skeleton_in_Armor

>>50198040
Could have resurrected antediluvian civilization of barbarian with this

What fo you guys think of Colonial Gothic?

>>50201159
What's that? Never heard of it

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This thread is kinda making me want to run a Tolkien-esque fantasy game, but set in a post-post-apocalyptic America where the magic came back.
I'd probably do it like Beyond the Wall and Other Adventures, where the PCs are all young adults from the same village on the east coast, with the big overarching plot being a comfy journey west to the Three Cities of Queen Califia's land, and maybe along the way defeating the Atomist-Mormon King of Deseret who wants to nuke everything.

Is this too out there and stupid?
Also pic-related is what I'm gonna base the map off, and if anyone asks where all the water came from it's cause of all the magic k?

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I think Americana is charming because big mighty America never pretended to be anything but friendly, fun loving, simple hicks

Even after making it big

Meanwhile Russia tried its damndest to look "sophisticated" to the rest of Europe and seemed creepy for the next 400 years

Like a nerd who wears a poorly fitting suit and fedora

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Would this be a good place to talk about Deadlands? It's my favorite setting in America.

I'm currently running a campaign based around a small town, suddenly caught in the middle of the Rail Wars between three lines, while a cult is pulling the strings in the background.

One of the players want's to become a Hexslinger, but I don't have any NPC's in the plot that know hexslingan. Should I make one up and run a solo adventure, or figure out something else to do?

>>50201327
The other guy up above mentioned above, after the end is a pretty neat setting that is pretty similar to what you described, sans magic. I don't think its too out there, post post cataclysm America is always fun

>>50201371
Now that you mention it, I can't think of any super serious stories that aren't horror, but those are the folklore equivalent to shlock

>>50201159
I can't get the character generator to work. You know where a working link would be?

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>>50201673
Mythology is a reflection of culture

See the optimism of Egyptian mythology where food and water are plentiful, foreign enemies are extremely rare, and the years go by in a tranquil cycle

Compare with the pessimism of Semitic mythologies where the earth is a cruel bitch ruled by harsh Gods with rigid rules who created humans to be their slaves until they die and lurk the depressing abyss for all eternity

Or how the legends of the woodland Indians are so jolly and lighthearted compared to the edgy gritty Inuit myths

I mean FFS the Vikings thought the world is fucking doomed and crawling with monsters meanwhile Celtic myths are all fantastical adventures into a bright exciting warm world

>>50201327
Neat

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>>50197892
>The soucouyant is a shape-shifting Caribbean folklore character who appears as a reclusive old woman by day. By night, she strips off her wrinkled skin and puts it in a mortar. In her true form, as a fireball she flies across the dark sky in search of a victim. The soucouyant can enter the home of her victim through any sized hole like cracks, crevices and keyholes. Soucouyants suck people's blood from their arms, legs and soft parts while they sleep leaving blue-black marks on the body in the morning. If the soucouyant draws too much blood, it is believed that the victim will either die and become a soucouyant or perish entirely, leaving her killer to assume her skin. The soucouyant practices black magic. Soucouyants trade their victims' blood for evil powers with Bazil, the demon who resides in the silk cotton tree. To expose a soucouyant, one should heap rice around the house or at the village cross roads as the creature will be obligated to gather every grain, grain by grain (a herculean task to do before dawn) so that she can be caught in the act. To destroy her, coarse salt must be placed in the mortar containing her skin so she perishes, unable to put the skin back on. Belief in soucouyants is still preserved to an extent in some Caribbean islands, including Dominica, St. Lucia, Haiti, Suriname and Trinidad. The skin of the soucouyant is considered valuable, and is used when practicing black magic.

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>>50203506
>Fred W. Allsopp, who edited the Gazette at the time, recounted the circumstances that led to Smithee’s story. William Miller, a Little Rock businessman who had been traveling in the Ozarks of northwest Arkansas, told Smithee of a “horrible monster” known as the gowrow. Its name came from the noise it made during its nocturnal depredations. The creature had been slaughtering livestock and pets near Blanco (Searcy County) in Calf Creek Township. Miller formed a posse that tracked the gowrow to its lair, a cave littered with animal skeletons and even some human remains. As they waited to ambush the monster, they heard it emerge from a nearby lake, causing the earth to tremble as it made its way toward them. The gowrow perished after several volleys from the posse. Before its death, it ripped up several trees and tore off the leg of one of the posse members. An examination of the remains revealed a creature twenty feet in length with two tusks, large webbed feet ending in claws, a row of short horns along its back, and a long thin tail with a blade on the end. Randolph’s sources suggested that the gowrow was a species of creature rather than an individual monstrosity. The young hatched from soft-shelled eggs as large as beer kegs, and the mother carried newly hatched infants in a pouch. Randolph related a story about an encounter with a gowrow by a spelunker exploring Devil’s Hole in Boone County. He also told of someone from Mena (Polk County) who claimed to have captured a gowrow by inducing the creature to eat so many dried apples that it swelled to a size that prevented its escaping into its burrow.

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>>50202441
Epic generalisations my friend.

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>>50203529
>The Joint Snake was reported all along the southern states of the United States. Supposedly, the snake can break itself (or be cut) into pieces and will reassemble itself. It is said that if a piece of the snake is taken and the pocket knife used to cut the snake is set down in the place of the snake's piece, the knife will join up with the whole of the snake.

>It smells awful, like skunk spray and wet dog. It has glowing yellow eyes and fangs. It kills animals, kidnaps kids and terrifies all it meets. Creepiest of all, it's half-cat, half-woman. This terrifying creature is the Wampus Cat. Generally on the prowl in northeastern Tennessee, the creature has also been spotted in eastern Kentucky, Virginia, West Virginia and, intriguingly, at the University of Tennessee-Knoxville. Some claim it lives in Knoxville's fetid sewers. Despite innumerable reported sightings, no photos of the creature exist. There are several stories about how the Wampus Cat came to be. Here are two. One says a Cherokee wife hid beneath the skin of a mountain lion to spy on her husband and his buddies while they were hunting. They discovered her and, as punishment, the tribe's medicine man said she had to wear the lion's skin forevermore, turning her into a cat-woman. Anguished, she roams around bemoaning her fate. Another tale says a Cherokee warrior went on the hunt for a beast that was terrorizing his tribe. When he tracked it down, it looked him straight in the eye, causing the warrior to go insane. The warrior's wife wasn't happy about this, so she hid under the skin of a mountain lion and stalked the beast to exact revenge. When she found it, the beast took one look at her and fled, petrified. To this day, the woman's spirit still wanders the area, dressed as a mountain lion

>>50203649
Well he's trying to par things down to simply 'these people are happy, these people are not,' without necessarily considering the background ideas behind their myths - their ideas on the afterlife and death, how their society is ruled and maintained, what values the people actually hold and how things are actually changing over time. A lot of Celtic mythology might be happy, but there's also a lot of 'live fast, die young, and laugh in the face of death so that way no one realizes that you're crying' sorts of stuff. Even if you look at Christianity, early Christianity focused a lot more on the paradise after life and how your suffering will be rewarded, with later Christianity in the Middle Ages focusing a lot more on worldly suffering.

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Anyone got some good images or concepts for Americana armor or uniforms?

I wanna run a campaign set in post-apocalyptic America, but I can't find any good ideas for armor that aren't stereotypical post-apocalypse scavenger stuff, or just European knights with American heraldry.

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>>50203960

Firemen?

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>>50203960
something like this?

>>50204004

Is firefighter gear as strong as I've heard?

I like the idea of wandering knights wearing scavenged firefighter coats

>>50204050

Yeah! Just like that

It doesn't have to be particularly "American" just something that gives you the idea that people are beggining to rediscover metalworking

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>>50204085
Alright, none of these are particularly american, but here you go

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>>50204191
That's all I got, really

>>50163054
Painter or not, have you never seen a forest in the distance before?

>>50204201

Thanks, sempai, these were all exactly what I was looking for, something that gives that sort of "early period" vibe.

I especially liked the weird goggles on >>50204050 and >>50204170, it actually seems like something you could see tribal nomads wearing to look intimidating.

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>>50203960
I know Fallout is the first place people usually look, but Fallout 3's concept art had a strong American vibe to the clothing on some level.

Also, try looking at clothes frontiersmen, pioneers, and mountain men wore in colonial times and early American history.

>>50168314
Sweet dump my dude

>>50174781
>>50167843

>>50204274

Fallout has a great aesthetic, but I was thinking that the setting would be a time when scavenging is starting to run dry everywhere, and now societies have to start making their own weapons and armors from scratch. I really like that suit on the top right, it feels like a tailor tried to emulate what he saw on some dried up old advertisement.

But yeah, mountaineers, trappers and frontiersmen are providing a lot of inspiration, as well as fur armor in general.

>>50203730
Well, I think I'm just about out of creatures while avoiding big ones like sasquatch

>>50167871
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>>50168314
Windows photo viewer can flip images for you mang. Just advice for next time.

>>50201327
Read American Desert. There's good inspiration for your desert cult there.

>>50163084
>>50176367
Bigfoot would definitely have to be a boss

>>50209039
what about the Iowa Grassman

>>50209778
>>50209039
What about the Ohio frogman

>>50212608

>>50163248
That shark has a moustache. Can't unsee.

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>>50204433
What about fearsome critters?

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fearsome_critters

>>50213878

>>50216269
Cool--
Wiki directed me to Lumberwoods.com, which has a really fun interactive "book" full of these purported fearsome critters

Bump

Very interesting.

>>50167735
no so much a bad ass as an abusive cunt who should have been in jail or kneecapped with a hammer.

>>50217876
I bought the book Just now, thanks

>>50163967
I've seen this show talked about before. Is it really worth the watch? The fat kid seems really annoying

>>50221650
Aye I'd say it's worth it, though Greg can be a bit irritating. I guess he kinda grew on me though

>>50221650

I watched the show because of >>50163967 I think it was pretty great. You get used to the fat kid, he is never funny... just sort of there but not detracting.

>>50228664
>>50226605
Alright, I'll check it out. I was mostly worried it'd be all randum humor

>>50229667

There is a lot of obserdity, but its not lol so ran dum XD humor like early '10s cartoon network

>>50233243
So many lake monsters

>The Grunch
A Louisiana Chupacabra that's handled by a bunch of disgruntled, inbred albino dwarves outside of New Orleans. Some legends say The Grunch is a gift from Satan to the abused dwarves in exchange for their souls or one of their more fucked up offspring.

>>50233902
Oh! Never heard of that one. Or American dwarves for that matter

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Does the US have a history of conspiracy theorists? We're there nuts in the 1830s living in copper shacks to avoid free Mason magic?

>>50234029
Dwarves as in midgets. They're supposed to be social outcasts that were treated as a freakshow by the locals.

>>50235542
Oh, that's why I don't like the term dwarf. I always think of gimli

>>50234058
Nothing until the post-war eras.

>>50234058
>Anti-masonic party
You tell me. There's a whole lot of interesting ways to run an old school conspiracy campaign. Lots of Christian mystic societies, like the Martinists. Recent history has some fun connections too.

Did you know that the modern religion of Wicca was founded by a Freemason, who incorporated Freemason rituals into Wicca?

There were also a ton of religious breakaway societies that didn't have much trust in the government and formed their own communities.

>>50236286
>Did you know that the modern religion of Wicca was founded by a Freemason, who incorporated Freemason rituals into Wicca?
That actually gives me the idea of a bunch of proxy wars on the American frontier between shadowy organizations over who gets to control the West Coast

Sounds kinda cool

>>50233672
Well, when those were around the whole Continent was an ocean.

>>50236164
Nawh, there have always been anti establishment paranoid people, specially in Appalachia

>>50163054
What's wrong, no trees to look at in the basement?

>>50163084
Humans and Niggers

>>50233243
>knobby

>>50234058
>>50236286
In the early 1800's there were tons and tons of splinter groups of all kinds of Christian sects. Basically every pastor or preacher created another sect of their own. It wouldn't be too hard to find a number of secret societies and religious sects to base a conspiracy campaign on.

>>50189922
Fuck me, that Gypsy Davy song is an American rendition of an old English song called "raggle taggle gypsy". Only difference is that the woman doesn't get hers, it ends with her just cucking the husband

>>50209039
What about cornfapper

>>50243698
Damn, feels like just yesterday. Where did time go

>>50243750
Did you see him yesterday?

>>50242659
Knoe any specifics? I wouldn't know how to get started looking at these

>>50244625
The only real stuff I know specifics about are actually Mormon splinter groups that formed during this time. Those can get pretty crazy, but some are actually just due to mundane problems of communication before solid methods for keeping up with distant people were laid down.

My dad would know more about other stuff, but I won't get to ask him about it until Saturday.

>>50244723
Well, just the tip off should be enough to find some cool stuff, thanks guy

>>50176117
A banker.

>>50190750
As fun and interesting as american folk creatures are, their names are utter shit.

>>50233243
Wasn't the Chupacabra traced back to some idiot Mexican woman that saw Species in the 90's and a week later freaked out when she saw a mangy dog at night? Thus spawning the myth?

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This thread is massive. As an American raised in what's left of the Choctaw/Kiowa culture of my ancestors, and an avid player of TTRPGs, I wanted to share just a few of the legendary and mythological icons which are featured in great stories.

Bohpoli - small impish forest spirits similar to leprechauns or pixies who throw rocks at people and capture small children who wander too far from home

Nalusa Falaya (long shadow) - a wraith or evil spirit that haunts the forest, a tormented soul unable to travel to the spirit world

Forked Foot - a horrific monster with long bony fingers, claws and razor sharp teeth. Smells out the scent of fresh urine to find and eat children who wet the bed at night (lol this is literally how they scared us into being potty trained as kids, traditional stories)

The 4 Sacred Thunderbirds, aka the Sacred Thunder-beings - huge cosmic birds which represent each of the 4 winds and the 4 directions, they are like quasi-deities which are invoked for rain and blessings, the rattling of their eggs causes Thunder, and when they fly to the ground we see it as lightning. Treat the Thunderbirds respectfully as this is still a living part of many people's religious beliefs.

The White Buffalo - a holy symbol of blessings from the spirit world, the presence of the Holy Spirit

The Eagle - soars high above the clouds, flies above the storms, represents the spirit or the higher self

Deer Woman - half deer, half woman, kind of like a faun, deadly seductress

Fox - the sly trickster

Owl - an omen of death or a messenger from the underworld

Underwater Panther - an ancient and terrible being of cosmic power involved with the creation of the world

And of course Legendary Heroes of history like Sitting Bull, Crazy Horse, Quanah Parker, and others.

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>>50245891
Fuck yeah, Native American stuff. A lot of those mythical creatures sound really cool, and some I've even actually heard of.

Could you talk more about Underwater Panther? He sounds really cool, and I've never heard of him before.

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>>50246118
Google is your friend.
I don't know much about Northern Woodlands and Great Lakes Native mythology. My family comes from southeastern woodlands and southern plains. Different traditions. I would love to share more stories but I've got to get to sleep. Maybe tomorrow.

>>50194136
I see it working similarily to Bloodborne, with government-sponsored larger-than-life hunters being called forth to protect loggers and land developers from the horros the pilgrims and natives woke in their fighting.

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There's also great stories about Kachina, Star-beings, the 7 sisters (Pleiades), the hero twins, and more. But too sleepy. So I'll just leave you with some searchable terms for now.

>>50204266
Those and >>50204146 are from a german punk game where guys swordfight to first blood using old sabres blunted all but an inch near the tip and cover all but their cheeks and jaw in padding/plates.

>>50233243
>Nessies and Yetis.
How original.

>>50244738
That whole era is filled with stuff that would make for great conspiracies. Stuff like the Donner Party, tension between the states as they ramp up to the Civil War, etc.

>>50245535
The first chupacabras sighting as "The Chupacabras" was in 1995 Puerto Rico where an alien looking shit supposedly vampirized a whole flock of sheep, that's why it's literally called "goatsucker".
But the grunches in Louisiana are pretty much the exact same creature and reported since colonial times.

>>50246478
I know it's 2:30 am, but writing that post got an idea for a campaign into my head.

>Party is guarding a wagon train of pioneers headed out west
>Heard that the previous group had some difficulties along the way, lost some people
>Could be Injuns or just wild animals, you didn't get the specifics because communication is awful and the Pony Express hasn't been established yet
>Pretty sure the dirty Mormons who brought the letter back with them didn't even give you the whole story
>Start on the trail good and early in the year
>Things going smoothly, only a few Injuns sighted
>Captain says that we'll be crossing the Wasatch instead of following the Oregon trail
>Start traveling through the Wasatch
>Storms begin rolling in for a few days
>It looks bad but the Captain says to press on
>The storm breaks while the train is on the trail
>The trail seems to twist among the wooded stretches of the mountains, and you can't tell which direction you're going anymore
>The wagons get stuck and the Captain sends your party ahead for help
>Nothing goes right from that point onward
>The pines seem to keep growing taller, but they never quite block out the storm
>The stormy sky is eaten away by branches
>Canyon walls narrow around the twisting trail
>Eventually you stumble out of the mountains and the storm onto a sagebrush-studded plain
>A lone farmhouse's lights are the only thing that break the overcast night
From there you can do all sorts of conspiracy and horror stuff.

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>>50167831
>Big Mose, a giant guy whose folklore boils down to Marmaduke jokes about how big he is

So Big Mose was the 19th century America's version of Bane Posting?

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>southern wizards

>>50167831
That picture is pure CALL THE COPS, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK

>>50246508
Shame about the name. Like the guy said above, these creatures are cool, but boy do their names sound like the least intimidating things ever

>>50163118
1 knife has been deposited into your bin

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Comanches were horse - stealing raiders of the southern plains, feared by the Spanish, Americans, and other Indians. Comanches would use this mounted combat technique, hanging on one side of the horse while shooting, effectively using the horse as mobile cover.

Also Comanche archers were known to fire 3 arrows in rapid succession before having to draw 3 more from their quiver, as they would notch one arrow, and hold the other two in the same hand as the bow. Kind of like irl manyshot.

>>50250768
Land raiders sound pretty cool

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Despite the Westerns, the Comanches were the only Indians to truly master mounted combat. Their many successful raids has made historians compare them to Mongolians. Raids supplied them with horses, captives, scalps, and loot.

They would attack wagons by forming a mass circular riding formation, and fire arrows and pistols over the sides of their horses while riding. White settlers using rifles and pistols to defend their caravans were almost always unable to rebuff the assault. The women would be captured and raped by the warriors, the men killed with arrows or spears or tomahawks and then scalped or dismembered (noses cut off, ears taken as trophies), and white children would be captured and treated kindly, to be raised by a loving adoptive family in the Comanche way.

Master horsemen, brutal warriors, feared by even other Indians. They even burned several towns and forts to the ground if they felt it encroached on their territory.

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Hopi Kachina dancer. Kind of like clerics. They channel the energy of ancient star people who legend says visited the Hopi long ago. They pass the tradition to their children in an annual ceremony to remind them the Hopi Nation has an Alliance with the Kachina Nation from the Pleiades.

Thread's almost dead. Some one should make a new one, stuff is pretty cool

>>50201327
>lake in the middle of california but the coast is still intact
>entire eastern seaboard and area around the Mississippi flooded
>most nuke targets, such as continent europe, would also be flooded
>is this too out there and stupid

gee i dunno boss, you tell me

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Woodlands tribes of the Mississippi River were very different culturally and are rarely depicted in popular media. Choctaw and Chickasaw Indians were sedentary farmers, building villages, having an ad-hoc Republic government with multiple District chiefs, town chiefs, and leading men. The women would farm and the men would hunt & fish. Very peaceful in comparison to Plains tribes, but would retaliate viciously if attacked.

They would build huge earthen mounds to serve as communal burial sites or a place for seasonal ritualistic festivals, it was considered the greatest honor for a warrior to die and be buried in a mound among his ancestors. The mounds were often built to coordinate with star positions, such as Ursa Major or the Pleiades.

Trade networks up and down the Mississippi and other American rivers was impressively vast, Indians would build canoes and use the river to trade furs, beads, jewelry, feathers, pipes, tobacco, etc.

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>>50239490
Hi Howard

>>50249255
>The great Buffalo Wild Wings spirit guides us to the great deals of the prairie

>>50251014
You make it if you want it

>>50254895
Two posts left until we hit the bump limit, it's not really worth it