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Gravelines was first grew up as a site where pilgrims visiting the nearby Grassblade tombs could stay, purchase votive offerings, and more. As the flow of pilgrims gradually dried up, it became instead an important way station on the road between Iskandria and the Inner Empire.

With the near-cessation of all trade along the Imperial Road, it has fallen on hard times and is now little more than a marketplace for the various smallholders and farmers from the surrounding countryside. The Grassblade garrison has long since been recalled to fight in the civil wars, replaced with a lightly armed militia that can barely afford to keep a handful of men-at-arms in the field.

As a measure of its onetime importance, there was an office of the Sickles in Gravelines, though it has been abandoned and neglected for some time. Lingering fear of the organization means that the building has generally been left alone, even when strange noises began echoing in it late at night…

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The largest landowner in the Gravelines area is known as Lady Exor, even though she does not actually possess any titles of nobility. Instead, she gained the title as a courtesy after creating a large estate from several smaller, failing, farms and it is her operation that largely allows Gravelines to keep itself fed.

Lady Exor prefers to pay lip service to the Verdant Empire and the current Emperor, while acting in what she sees as the best interests of the town. This includes organizing and bankrolling the small militia, attempting to escort people and goods safely along the Imperial Highway, and of course tending to her own profits.

The latter is particularly difficult of late, as she is facing calls from Andromeda Fisher for the confiscation and redistribution of the large Exor estate.

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Whether the hoklonote exists or not, it is beyond any reasonable doubt that the Choctaw and Chickasaw legends of Nalusa Chito, also known as a Impa Shilup or a Nalusa Falaya, is in fact a rendering of what is known in supernatural circles as an eldritch. Obviously this is a vast oversimplification, as various eldritches would not regard a Yogite as being the same as a Shubite or a Dagonite.

But in any case, an eldritch is a person of mixed supernatural and mundane ancestry, specifically in this case one with parentage outside of the realm of normal time, space, and matter. Many beings are incapable of surviving for long in a universe made of normal matter, and so rely on their offspring to act on their behalf. Of course, just as many spurn their parents’ attentions and go their own way.

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In addition to their work in the telecommunications industry, tiny bohpolis are well-known for their herbal expertise. Before the Trail of Tears, the Choctaw and Chickasaw tribes would often send promising children to live with the bohpolis in the woods for a year before returning to act as herbalists and healers.

Modern bohpolis are at a disadvantage because invasive fair folk from Europe have largely forced them out of the woods, so they have largely turned to trading for raw herbs as well as growing their own. Simply put, this means that bohpolis grow the most potent and pricey marijuana in areas where they occur, and regularly trade it for goods and services. Even bohpolis that work as cable installer are known to keep some wacky tobaccy on hand for transactions–yet another reason that they are extremely careful drivers. It helps that bohpolis are completely immune to any of the effects of cannabinoids and have a long tradition of making their own clothes from hemp fibers.

The recent loosening of marijuana restrictions and an allowance in the trade of CBD oil has seen bohpolis establish many new dispensaries across the state, often in collaboration with the “big folk.” It has also given them an outlet for their other herbal products, from shampoos to poultices, and a source of income that is badly needed. On the other hand, though, rival producers see them as a major threat and have attempted to retaliate.

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Bohpolis, or kowi anukashas, are small people that have lived in the Mississippi River valley for over 10,000 years. They are the little people of human legend, pixies, fairies, and brownies, who accompanied migrants across the land bridge from Asia and therefore have developed a distinct culture. Left behind by the forced removal of tribes like the Chickasaw and Choctaw, the bohpolis were able to remain in their ancestral homes but still exist only in severely reduced numbers thanks to warring with invasive European fair folk.

Contrary to their name, many are now exclusively city dwellers, having been forced out of their ancestral woods by pixies, fairies, and brownies. Their small size and much better grasp of technology than European fair folk has allowed them to find a niche as cable installers, electricians, and communications techs. Typically, they will operate with a human intermediary, but in the age of webcams and e-commerce, some bohpolis now work in collective units, with one “face” speaking for the group in communications via video and phone. Some are quick to blame bohpolis for poor driving, since they have a penchant for rigging up cars with tinted windows to a sophisticated system to allow a group of 8-10 to control a vehicle. However, in reality, bohpolis are extremely careful drivers, as getting pulled over is, for them, at best a dodgy proposition.

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The hoklonote was believed to be a shape-shifting mind-reader, blamed by the Choctaw and Chickasaw for all manners of evil and mischief. It was said that a hoklonote would use its powers to insert itself into the victim’s memories, so that they remembered and trusted it; they would, of course, use that opportunity to visit all sorts of misfortune.

Obviously, even by the standards of elusive supernatural creatures, this means the hoklonote remains firmly in the realm of mystery and legend. There have been many sightings, and people who work with the supernatural often swear to their existence, but concrete evidence, such as it is, has been hard to come by.

One theory, put forth by some in the supernatural services industry, is that hoklonote are similar to the eldritch–beings of mixed human and supernatural ancestry who cannot be accurately categorized or pigeonholed. Whether this is the case or not, they remain supernatural scapegoats for many.

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Known as kashehotapalo by the Choctaw and Chickasaw, they are more frequently called kashies in the modern day, though the jury is still out on whether this is a slur or not according to some.

A kashehotapalo, or kashie, is often mistaken for a centaur, as they have a similar build–being the torso of a rather slight humanoid atop a cervine body, either a white-tailed deer (“waggies”) or a mule deer (“muleys”). They are not related to centaurs at all, of course–North American centaurs were driven to extinction 20,000 years ago. Rather, they evolved convergently with a similar body plan and are more closely related to European fauns.

Long regarded as a nuisance by Native American hunters for their penchant to forewarn prey animals in their own tongues if angered (or demanding a bribe), the kashehotapalo remained behind when the Choctaw and Chickasaw were removed, retreating to the deep forests. Over time, though, the draw of a modern and easy life has led many to emerge and many now work from home as medical record clerks, customer service representatives, phone bank operators, and the like. They typically live on the edge of towns or in lightly settled areas, and as supernatural creatures are not allowed to own property, they rent or squat, relying almost entirely on under-the-table transactions to stay afloat.

Their shut-in and reclusive nature has, unfortunately, led to many being victims of burglary or home invasion.

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