Accord of Autumn

Accessory Cosmetic Skin *

On the afternoon before the Moonless Revel, adherents to the cult weave wicker masks from corn, wheat, or wicker reeds. They don the masks at sundown, and begin the dance of worship. The dance whips them into a state of ecstasy and causes them to shed Essence, which feeds the Void-born demons walking amongst them, their true visages hidden behind their own masks.

The wicker masks are expressionless reductions with the features of indistinct prey animals, and differ in size alone. Even across Verra, the design of these masks varies little, alluding to the idea that the making of these masks may be divinely inspired. Most scoff at this, as many have woven similar masks with friends at local harvest festivals unaffiliated with the cult. Such festivals were common on Sanctus because the Verran expatriates carried their “folk tales” with them to the mundane world, but of course, no demons were involved. During the harvest season, it is difficult to identify who is an Accord of Autumn cultist or neophyte, and who is simply a party-goer, prankster, or innocuous youth because of the prevalence of wicker masks donned at less malevolent festivals.

Mount Cosmetic Skin *

Scores of Waxwool Ewe were a common sight in the Riverlands before the Harbinger Apocalypse. In the present day, only a few herds remain. These were brought through the Divine Gates by their owners upon their return from Sanctus.

Of the Waxwool variety, the ewes are stronger and less temperamental, and thus, the best choice for riding or hauling. The animal’s nourishing milk, docile demeanor, and quality wool made them invaluable to the settlers on Sanctus, so their eventual reintroduction to Verra seemed inevitable.

These oversize, good-natured dray beasts are nearly impervious to rapid changes in climate, and their many overlapping layers of thick, oily wool will protect them from the heaviest precipitation. Males and females both sport wide, curled horns coiled at the side of the head. They trudge tirelessly on their split-hooves which are hard and steely enough to spark when they strike the cobbles of the road.

Waxwool shepherds often braid, ornament, and bead the ropy black wool of this rare breed to keep it out of their red, watery eyes, and ink-black faces. Without such treatment, one wonders how a Waxwool Ewe can see at all.

Caravan Cosmetic Skin *

The so-called Calling Carts of the Accord of Autumn are purpose-built for the task of roving the countryside, gathering members. They sport a smooth ride on oversized iron leaf springs, and their spindly steel wheels easily withstand the miles of jostling road, and the jerky and uneven gait of the snuffling Waxwool Ewes that pull them. The cart’s billowing covers are as patched and colorful as the raiment of those who ride in them, and they are often bedecked with flags, chimes, bells, and other noisemakers to herald their arrival. Country dwellers have come to associate the sound of these jangling bells with the cult’s arrival on their annual sojourn across Verra.