The Tale of Gark and his Love   
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Introduction. This myth is told by the Llaoihrr Clan, particularly at the Harvest Festival in autumn when the Pfepper seeds are out. The Brownies dislike the hot, spicy taste, and tell a story of how this strange flavour came about. It also explains why the leaves are often woven into traveler's clothing, for the Brownies believe the plant's spirit will help to protect them from any wandering malicious spirits.

ong ago, when possibly even the grandfathers of today’s trees still nestled in their seed cases, there was a huge plague which drew a swathe of death through the people. The Brownies who caught it developed such a high, vicious fever that even the Life Mages were not quick enough to save them. Many Brownies fell ill and died within a day, passing on the disease faster than the speed of a falling Lleeterr. The oldest and wisest of all the Brownies gathered together to decide what was to be done. They looked into the heart of the disease and saw that it was not just a simple infection, but a “LLooahuh” - an evil spirit bent on cursing and killing.

Well, the Brownies threw everything they had against the LLooahuh, struggled and fought against it, and eventually they had weakened it so much that they could contain it into a Herb'o'treshold cup. But the only way to completely prevent it from ever escaping again was to create a prison for it, a living prison from another spirit which would guard the LLooahuh for evermore and protect the Brownie race. They needed to find a spirit who would agree to make the prison. Scouts were sent off in all directions to find and talk to the spirits (for this was a time when the Brownies still knew how to do this) and plead with them to help save the Brownie race from the disease.

One Brownie travelled west, all the way to the coast, where he could see the huge rolling waves of the ocean and smell the strange salt air. Here he found the spirit of the Giant Coastal Redwood. He spoke to the spirit, explaining how the LLooahuh was killing the Brownies and how it would surely grow strong again if they did not imprison it. The mighty redwood looked down from its great height and said;

“So, little Brownie, how can I help you with this?”

And the Brownie replied, “Oh wise and ancient Redwood, could you not entangle the LLooahuh in your strong, thick bark, which even fire cannot damage?”

But that the Redwood would not do, for fear that the LLooahuh would be too strong for it, and rip and tear the precious bark to shreds.

The second Brownie travelled high into the mountains, to where the ground was bare of vegetation and he could see for many many strals. Here he found the Gryph spirit, perched on an outcrop of hard grey rock. He talked to the great majestic bird, and explained how the LLooahuh was killing the Brownies and how it would surely attack again if they did not imprison it.

“So little Brownie, how can I can help you with this?” the all-seeing Gryph intoned

“Oh powerful and merciless Gryph,” he replied, “you could trap the LLooahuh in one of these caves, high in the mountain, for you can see further than anybody and it would never dare risk your mighty talons.”

But this the Gryph would not do, for fear of tying itself to one place and loosing the freedom of the open air.

Another Brownie travelled to the great green fields of the Elverground, to seek out the noble Elver Elk and ask for his help. When he saw the little creature approaching, the huge animal lifted his antlered head and strode slowly over to listen. The Brownie explained the problem, and how desperate they were for help. The Elk turned to him and asked;

“So little Brownie, how can I help you with this?”

“Oh beautiful and graceful Elk”, the Brownie said, “could you not trap the LLooahuh in your antlers, where it would be imprisoned forever more?”

But that the Elk would not do, for fear that his beautiful antlers would be damaged and he would no longer be able to protect himself.

However, this time the two were not alone, for one small, insignificant little spirit happened to be nearby and overheard the entire conversation. One little plant was growing quietly nearby, its tall, slim leaves striving innocently upwards to gain the warmth of the sun. And when it heard the Brownie’s plight, and how the strong Elk would not risk its precious antlers, it called out to the Brownie.

“Brownie, I will make a prison for this LLooahuh which plagues you, for I have nothing so precious that I am afraid to loose it. I will lock this evil thing in my seeds, which will hold it forever more.”

And so the Brownie went back to the elders, and told them about the little plant’s promise. They travelled to the Elverground with the weakened spirit, and trapped it forever within the grass’s seeds, and they gave it the Brownie name “ihuh-aooh-LLooahuh”, or “Llooahuh Prison” so that people would never forget how it had helped them. Even now you should never eat this part of the plant, for the seed still carries the taste of the hot fever the LLooahuh brought to the Brownie race.

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