A Year and A Day: Muki
Changeling: the Dreaming
Homebrew Rules
Character Creation Guide Download: Muki.pdf
Quoth the Muki:
“Hello my friend, I see you have come by for a visit… You will stay for a while won’t you? Please? Just for a minute?”
Kith Excerpt:
The Muki are also called chinchiliku, anchanchu janchanchu, jusshi, muqui or mooqui, and about a hundred other names. The worst part? There are few who care enough to know that. The Muki are sad little dwarves who frolic alone in the caves of the Andes Mountains. They are creatures of the elements, and their birthright ensures that the world’s riches are available to any who would claim them. There-in lies the rub. Few other Calli (Kith), enter their dark under-world. Only their own and a few choice miners o ever visit, which leaves the Muki rather lonesome.
From the moment of their saining, the Muki feels an urge to seek out a special dark place just for themselves. They feel the pressure of the sun’s bright rays and seek to escape into the cool reaches of the earth. They head to the mountains and find a cave that speaks to them. They quickly set up their forges deep in the Under-world. Here they wait…
The afore-mentioned miners and many of the original native people of the Andes maintained ties with the Muki, whi would act as guides. They would whistle if danger were present and used their birthrights (See below) to ensure a good haul. Miners would leave gifts of cocoa and alcohol behind or promise to bring women. Over the years though, the gifts stopped coming, and the women never showed. Many of the mines dried up, or the original miners moved on to different jobs. The Muki stayed behind, patiently waiting for their promised friends to come back and visit, Gold and silver still strewn about for the miners to claim it. This is how they spend their days, waiting for friends to come back. Naïve? Certainly, but hope is a powerful thing, especially among the Fae.
Flavor
“Some days, 24 hours is too much to stay put in, so I take the day hour by hour, moment by moment. I break the task, the challenge, the fear into small, bite-size pieces. I can handle a piece of fear, depression, anger, pain, sadness, loneliness, illness. I actually put my hands up to my face, one next to each eye, like blinders on a horse.” – Regina Brett
