This article directly relates to the article on Charrat lore, and is meant primarily for the purpose of helping with backstory creation for Charrat characters. 

The following entries were written by Cogra Matsha-Keh while he was on his Rite of Passage in the Heimal Peaks, on The Pillar of Exile.  They document the struggles that one should expect to face in order to get a name and place in society.  Not all Rites of Passage are as challenging as what Cogra encountered; his rite was more challenging due to the fact the he was going to be an Arbiter.

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Day 1

I'm not too excited about the task that I've been given for my Rite of Passage. The Chieftain has instructed me to carry the corpse of his late brother up to some forsaken cave at the top of the Heimal Peaks; there, I am to bury his body and construct a fitting memorial for him, preferably out of his favorite material, wyvern bones. It seems simple, but knowing the Chieftain, there's probably some sort of twist to this trivial task, awaiting me at the tops of the mountains.

–Cogra Matsha-Keh

Day 2

I'm one day into my journey and everything seems to be going alright. The coldness of these mountains has yet to penetrate my atoha (A Kyatt) fur cloak, and my supply of food has barely been touched. The appaa (A Yak) carrying the Chieftain's brother and my gear seems to be getting along fine, as well. I'm glad I brought her so that I don't have to haul that 300 pound corpse around.

–Cogra Matsha-Keh

Day 3

Well, I've ran into my first spot of trouble. The appaa fell down a steep slope and ended up at the bottom of a ravine. My luck got even better when a pack of wolves decided to show up and eat her; luckily, I was able to climb down the ravine fast enough and kill the wolves, coming out with only a minor leg wound. As for my appaa, she's fine. All that blubber on her must've cushioned the fall. Still, this incident has put me a full day behind schedule.

–Cogra Matsha-Keh

Day 4

Things are beginning to go bad quickly. The temperatures at this altitude is easily -40°C, and even my layers of atoha fur can't keep the cold out at this point.

At night, we're beginning to experience more dangerous creatures, like the nocturnal Yoma Beasts (a species related to trolls). I had only read stories about them when I was younger, and the Chieftain warned me about them, but I never thought I'd actually see one. The ones that have attacked me tonight have all been around 7 feet tall, and covered in grey fur, with cyan eyes. They seem to be capable of using simple weapons like clubs, and they seem to speak their own language. Regardless of how smart they are, I was able to bring them down with my sword and lightning step, which is coming along nicely and is close to perfection.

–Cogra Matsha-Keh

Day 5

My appaa was killed by a Skeletal Wyvern this morning, and most of my gear was lost. The bastard just swooped down, and breathed ice all over us. I was able to jump out of the way, but my appaa was completely engulfed. It took me a good four hours to break her and my gear out of the ice. Unfortunately, by that time, she was dead and my food was an inedible block of ice.

I now find myself dragging a 300 pound corpse and a small amount of appaa meat on a sled, with nothing but the clothes on my back and my sword, up the last stretch of mountain before I get to where I need to bury the body. The only thing I need to do now is get those wyvern bones... and survive.

–Cogra matsha-Keh

Day 6

The Chieftain is a madman. I arrived at the spot where I was to bury the body, and its infested with skeletal wyverns! I'm beginning to wonder if this old man wants to get me killed. Bah! It doesn't matter; if I don't pass this trial then I'm just as good as dead, anyway.

If you're reading this journal, then it means I'm dead. Tell everyone in the village that I'm sorry for failing them, the Chieftain in particular.

Haha! I'm not dead! I gave those damned wyverns a run for their money. I remembered earlier today, after looking at a map, that I'm right on top of a volcano. Using magic, I was able to overflow the cavern in which they dwell with lava; almost all of them were scorched into crisps, with the exception of one. The survivor, I killed with my sword, and I used its bones to construct the grave for the Chieftain's brother. Ancestors! I'm famished and I feel like passing out, but the feeling I'm getting right now is so overwhelming! I feel like I'm invincible!

Day 7

I arrived back home late at night today. I was greeted by the Chieftain and Koriorros; both were glad to see me. My naming ceremony is set for the day after tomorrow, which is the final step in becoming an Arbiter. I'm very excited to finally join the ranks of legends like Koriorros, the Mahjarrat and Kabra, the shadow. It feels like my whole life so far has just been building up to this moment.

–Cogra Matsha-Keh

Naming Ceremony

Naming ceremonies are ritual-like in nature and are considered to be a major part of Charrat culture.  These ceremonies signify one's change from child to adult, and are therefore what most young Charrat look forward to in life.  The ceremony is carried out by a clan's Chieftain, with the clan's arbiter(s) standing close by to show respect and make the ceremony look even cooler.  The speech done by a Chieftain is often very short, and would typically go something like this:

[Person's name], You have succeeded in completing your Rite of Passage, and in the process you have demonstrated much courage, bravey, wisdom, and strength.  Your victory signifies your transition into adulthood; thus your life in the clan now takes on a far more important role.  Do you, [Person's name], swear an oath to serve the needs of the clan, and to protect its people?

[Person's response]

Then it has been decided, from now on you shall be known as [Person's New Name], a true member of the [Clan name] clan.  Under law, you may now marry, join the military, own property, and study under a master as an apprentice in a craft or trade; in order to gain certification.  We, as a clan, are proud to have you among us, [Person's New Name].  May your life be filled with adventure, knowledge, and wellness.

[Everyone in the audience claps and then everyone goes off to party and get wasted]

Naming ceremonies don't have to follow this exact template, however they usually fall along the lines of something similar.

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