After many delays, the rest of the Hunter sequence is now going to start. The first post is below, and the remaining ones will be published approximately weekly until the sequence is completed.
As a final reminder for those who haven't re/read the timeline for a while, I've posted a summary recap of events so far
here and the actual Hunter posts commence from
#101 onward.
Lands of Red and Gold #113: When Memory Fails
“To him that tries nothing, everything is impossible.”
- Attributed both to the Hunter and to Pinjarra
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Daluming: once the most populous state on the eastern coast of Aururia, dominated by the people who called themselves the Bungudjimay. A source of spices and home of head-hunters who sought to inter the skulls of favoured warriors behind glass in their great pyramid, the Mound of Memory.
Daluming: where the Closure had been foretold as the time when the Mound of Memory would be filled, the world would end and a new world would begin.
Daluming: where plagues, religious dissent, invasion by the English crusader known as the Prophet, then civil war led to the ravaging of much of its land and collapse in its population.
Daluming: where the former unified state had seen its western dominions fall to rebellion, and its prosperous lowland heartland divided.
Daluming: now separated into a larger rump state which still called itself Daluming, which was an English protectorate, and a smaller state called Ngutti [Yamba] backed by the Nuttana, and where both states had been turned into de facto extraction colonies for the maximum production of spices.
Daluming: where in 1712-13 the dispirited remnants of the once-proud people watched as in a few short months the forces of the strange warlord called the Hunter overwhelmed and conquered the entirety of the western highlands, which Daluming had not managed despite centuries of struggle.
Daluming: where the two states now wondered, with good reason, where the Hunter’s hammer would strike next.
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In 1954, this letter was found preserved in the archives of the English East India Company. Its author, Munginday son of Ilangi, is a known historical figure, a priest of middling to senior importance in the surviving Daluming religious hierarchy. His father Ilangi had been the Father, the most senior priest in the Bungudjimay traditional religion. Munginday’s son Weelungmay would also prove to be even more notable as the composer of the Bareena Uranj (
Orange Bible). This letter is undated, but based on its content it is believed to have been composed in 1713. It was written in English, a language in which Munginday was fluent. No other known records refer to the letter, nor is any response known, so it is presumed that events overtook the EIC before they received the letter, or at least before they composed a response.
To Sir John Eyre, Governor of the United Company of Merchants of London trading into the East Indies, from Munginday son of Ilangi, Bishop of Yuragir [Coffs Harbour] [1] in service to King Wollinibi of Daluming.
His Majesty has commanded me to speak to you of a matter of the gravest importance, and to convey His words to you directly rather than going through your agents in the city or in Madras. His Majesty believes that your agents will not grasp the full gravity of the danger which threatens the Kingdom.
Word had come to us, and doubtless also to you, that the Horse-Men beyond the mountains had been united under one banner. One blood-stained banner carried by a bold warlord whose warriors have proclaimed him as the Great Hunter. This much we had heard years before, but this Great Hunter has become a grave threat both to His Majesty’s dominions, and to the verbenas and peppers [i.e. the key spices] which your Company and country-men value so highly.
The Coral-Men [Kiyungu] have fallen to his banner, where in two great battles he wrenched them from the vassalage of the Nuttana and made them his own. Enemies of his the Coral-Men may have been, but now they march for him.
The Great Hunter has declared that he will conquer the rest of the Coral-Men, but for now he marches south. He has conquered the Mountains of Tin [2], subduing the highlanders who once declared their own great boldness. No more can bird-peppers be grown there or sold to those who desire them. He has not made pronouncement of a strike at Daluming, but it is clear that he will come with his Horse-Men and vassals, unless he is deterred.
His Majesty therefore asks that your Company delivers on its protection, and sends both soldiers and muskets to bolster the defence of Daluming against the Great Hunter...
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Weemiraga's Day, Cycle of Bronze, 24th Year of His Majesty Guwariyan the Second (17 May 1713)
Estates of Gurragang of the Whites [3], near Tapiwal [Robinvale, Victoria]
Kingdom of Tjibarr
The manor house on the family estate was both large and ancient, having been built before the time of Gurragang’s great-grandfather. A two-storey edifice built atop a natural hill – always an important consideration near the flood-prone Nyalananga [River Murray] – its various upstairs rooms offered commanding views of most of the estate. The well-furnished ground floor rooms were numerous enough to host most of the notables of the Whites, back in the days before the Great Dying, when the kingdom was far more populous than today. In the modern time, the manor house had never reached its full capacity for distinguished guests [4] except when more than one faction had been invited here for a convocation, an event which had happened only twice in Gurragang’s lifetime.
Gurragang had many memories of this manor house, but perhaps the strongest were those of his father, Lopitja, sitting in one upstairs room or another, reading or politicking or simply enjoying the view. Perhaps his favourite room had been the same north-facing room where Gurragang now sat. A room which received the sun’s warmth throughout the day, which revealed much of the estate and, in the distance, the blue-green line of the Nyalananga. While Gurragang had never met his grandfather Wemba, his father had often said that Wemba had favoured this room, too.
Alas, his father had now joined his grandfather and more distant ancestors. Lopitja had enjoyed a long, prosperous life even in these uncertain times, surviving plague, war and private civil strife, but time was an enemy which no man could defeat forever. Gurragang now headed the family, its estates, and its place within both the Whites and the Endless Dance.
Grief had been natural and inevitable, with his father’s passing, but in truth Gurragang had regained his composure quickly. His father had been old, and his body decaying visibly over years while his mind remained active. Death had hardly been unexpected in those circumstances, and his father’s life had been long and, on the whole, happy.
No matter his private composure, Gurragang had withdrawn from society for a few months, ostensibly to grieve and honour his father. In truth, his reasons were naught to do with grief, but entirely for preparations and positioning in the Endless Dance. The time in seclusion gave him time to become fully informed of the family’s affairs. He had known some of this as a son, but there was much more to learn. The isolation gave him time to prepare his schemes and to become more familiar with the breadth of his family’s affairs and interests, and learn of its friends and opponents in the Dance. Of course, often the same people were both friends and opponents, depending on the circumstances.
Withdrawing from society also meant that people would think he was more sensitive and easily discomposed than he was in truth. An easy myth to believe, particularly in one who was still young and inexperienced in the Dance. Building such a reputation would be something he could play on when it suited him in future. Let people believe him too distressed to appreciate the subtleties of the Dance, and they would underestimate him.
The time in isolation, though, had been valuable. He could remember his father sitting in this room, and imagine his grandfather doing the same, looking out over the core of his family’s estates, the foundation of their wealth. That would let them see, as he had seen, much of what was important.
In his grandfather’s time, he could imagine how there were endless fields of wealth-trees [wattles] and yams, a few
kunduri bushes, and then ponds and marshes maintained by water from the distant Nyalananga. The waterworks were the most important, supplying fish, reeds and other water plants for sale throughout much of the kingdom. Perhaps a few cypress pines would have been visible from the window too, regularly harvested for their resin.
Now... the staple crops were much the same, wealth-trees and yams, and in this time of year the vines were dying back leaving only the underground yam tubers. His grandfather would not have seen the tomatoes, though, since they were more newly-come to the kingdom. Gurragang would only imagine how much poorer cooking would have been without tomatoes on hand, as indeed it was poor enough now in the seasons when tomatoes were not available.
Other things, though, had changed much more. Where
kunduri-bushes would have been few, now they dominated much of the view, with row after row of plants carefully pruned and maintained.
Kunduri provided the single largest source of revenue from his estates, as indeed it did for most Tjibarri estates where it was capable of growing. The Raw Men and Nuttana all bought it eagerly, whether raw or, increasingly, flavoured and processed into snuff or cigars or chewable form.
His father, though, had realised that for all that the Raw Men and Nuttana came for
kunduri, other sources of wealth were necessary. Other lands now grew
kunduri too, albeit not the best forms. Better to have several sources of wealth than to rely on one. In this time, though, that could no longer come from waterworks or cypress pines. The private ponds and marshes which his father and grandfather would have seen were vanished from the estate; people simply did not care enough for fish or reeds to make them worth the selling. Nor was new-come harakeke [New Zealand flax] the best use of land or the workers to maintain the waterworks, not when so many estates could produce it. Even
wineegal, which had once been a premium condiment sold across the Five Rivers, no longer commanded prices high enough for his father to bother producing it from local fish [5].
Likewise, resins were no longer harvested here. Unlike waterworks, resins still could provide wealth. Resins could be sold or used to make into incense, perfumes and other products which still found buyers within the Five Rivers, or Durigal, or even sometimes to Raw Men and Nuttana.
His father, though, had decided that resins and their products did not yield the most reliable wealth, and so the cypress pines had been sold for timber. What he had chosen instead could now be seen from the windows. Some of the fields were now covered in medium-sized oil-trees [eucalypts], smaller than the cypress pines they replaced, and with silvery-blue leaves and russet-brown bark. Silver-strings, as they were known [6]. Other fields, particularly closer to the Nyalananga, were covered with smaller shrubs, growing to about the height of a man, with green-blue leaves and stems coloured dark purple. Indigo, as both the shrub and its products were known [7].
What his father had realised, early after assuming leadership of the family, was that the Raw Men and Nuttana would pay very well for the right kind of dyes. The Nuttana’s predecessors had been trading dyes for centuries, including some produced in the Five Rivers, and it seemed that the Raw Men had similar interests.
Many dyes were commonplace, of course, but some were not. Those which produced rare, vivid and long-lasting colours were highly sought after, and very lucrative for those who could produce them. Better still, all of the work done to turn the dyes into their valuable form could be done on the estates. In contrast, most of the value in resins came from those who turned them into incense or perfumes, which meant more wealth to the manufacturer and less to the grower. Dyes needed processing too, but the family could perform that here, and even manage the processing for the crops of neighbouring smaller farmers, for a moderate fee.
This was why now, when he looked across the northern part of his family estates, he could see indigo plants clustered along the Nyalananga, replacing the marshes and ponds which had been there in years gone by. Indigo produced one of the strongest, most long-lasting of all dyes, and had been valued in the Five Rivers and beyond for centuries. His lands were dry enough to be suitable for its cultivation, and close enough to the great river that water was easily obtained. The indigo plant was very sensitive to rainfall; it needed the right amount of water, but no more, to produce the best colours. In lands where the rainfall was too high, then the plant produced much weaker shades. His lands had the benefit of receiving only moderate rainfall, sufficient to sustain the plants for most of the year, but easily irrigated from the river if more water was needed.
Better yet, indigo dye from the Five Rivers – and, admittedly, elsewhere in Aururia – offered a product which foreign buyers could not easily replicate. Varieties of the indigo plant grew overseas, by all reports, particularly in Bharat [India], but they were not as flexible in their use. Foreign indigo produced the same strong blue which Tjibarri indigo produced, but that was essentially its only colour.
In contrast, Tjibarri indigo was versatile, since it could produce deep blue, brilliant yellow or vivid green depending on the leaves chosen and the mordant [8] used. Raw Men traders desired each of those hues, but particularly the green, since they had few green dyes of their own, and none which could produce the same brilliant hue. Tjibarri indigo produced a brilliant green simply by using alum as a mordant, while Raw Men processes for producing green dye were more laborious and produced an inferior colour [9].
Knowledge of the alum process needed to produce a good green had been traded widely to the Raw Men whenever Tjibarri indigo was sold, since it made the dye more valuable than that produced in Bharat or elsewhere. Other aspects of dye-making, of course, were protected much more securely.
The silver-strings growing on his estates yielded a dye which was if anything more valuable. Their leaves could be used to produce several vivid hues of orange and red. Within Tjibarr, the electric orange hues had been the most preferred, since those were vivid hues but which did not mark allegiance to any faction. For the Raw Men, the brilliant, deep reds were incredibly sought-after, and they would pay truly remarkable prices to obtain them [10].
Apparently the Pannidj [Spanish] produced their version of bright, vivid red from some kind of plant seeds in Mexico [11], but with limited supply and at a high price. The crimson dyes produced from silver-strings were of equal quality, and if not quite as concentrated by weight, still much cheaper to produce. This meant that crimson dye could be sold to the Raw Men and Nuttana both, for excellent wealth, while still being cheaper than the Pannidj product [12].
Best of all, the silver-string’s crimson dye was not something which foreigners could easily match. The silver-string grew only in the Five Rivers, and needed careful care, the proper location, and correct processing to yield crimson dye. No outsider could match it, giving Tjibarr – and, grudgingly, their allies elsewhere in the Five Rivers – a monopoly over its production [13]. All in all, dyes and
kunduri together meant that his family’s wealth was significantly greater than it had been in the days of his grandfather.
A discreet tapping at the door brought Gurragang out of his contemplation. When he gave permission, a servant entered and said, “Two White notables have arrived and asked to speak with you. Norang Dadi and Botjibilla.”
Those were indeed two of the most notable members of the Whites. Norang Dadi was the greatest single land controller [14] amongst the Whites, and while he did not speak absolutely for the faction, his voice carried the greatest individual weight. Botjibilla was a Whites-aligned
Maranoa [chemist, approximately] who was renowned at the Panipat, and who also carried out private work to support the Whites. Another influential figure.
Ah well, I should have known better than to think I could sidestep the Dance entirely. He could contemplate and plan his next steps in the Dance, but others were not waiting for him to finish. “Bring them here.”
Soon enough they both arrived; Norang Dadi tall and softly-spoken, while Botjibilla was short and booming.
Botjibilla declaimed, “Enough of your solitary musings. The football season is almost upon us. Will you be attending?”
“I am still in withdrawal in my father’s honour... but I can speak to you now about matters of importance, if you wish.”
“Football is a matter of importance,” Botjibilla said.
“Football involves many matters, some of them important, some not,” Gurragang said.
“A significant distinction,” Norang Dadi said, in his quiet manner. “And speaking of matters of consequence, did your father have time to speak to you before his passing?”
“My father spoke of many things, naturally.” Gurragang paused while he considered how best to answer the question that was meant, not the one that was asked. “My father emphasised the need for Tjibarr to appear weaker than it truly is.”
That should be sufficient for those who already understood. He could not be sure of what they had learned, particularly Botjibilla. If they did not already know, then his response would not be too much of a hint.
“Excellent,” Norang Dadi said, his smile making it clear that he, at least, understood the reply.
His father had told Gurragang much more than that, naturally. Lopitja had described how it was important to appear less important and less prosperous than one was in truth, and how this applied both to Gurragang and the kingdom. Tjibarr needed to appear weaker than it truly was... until the moment was right.
Botjibilla said, “Football can wait, then. You will have heard, even in your musings, of this
Hunter and his latest conquest.”
“Indeed.” Gurragang shook his head.
Horses. His family had been the first in Tjibarr to possess horses, captured along with Pieter Nuyts. They still raised some, since it was cheaper than buying them from others; empty pastures had been in abundance since the Great Dying. But his family had not bred too many horses, since with competition from both other breeders and imported animals, horse-breeding was not much of a wealth-raiser. Now, with the Hunter and his cavalry conquering first the Kiyungu then the Gemlands, he wondered if that had been a mistake.
“What do you make of this, then?”
“I doubt even the most subtle Dancers expected someone like the Hunter to join the game,” Gurragang said.
“Is he certain to invade the Five Rivers?” Botjibilla asked.
“If he rules for long enough, inevitably,” Gurragang said. “He appears engrossed with the Sunrise Lands [east coast] for now, save for raids, but that could change at any time.”
“So, then, can this Hunter be defeated?” Norang Dadi asked. “He seems a master of warfare.”
Gurragang said, “He is a man of courage and organisation, without doubt. I also hear from the battles with the Kiyungu, that he likes to take the vanguard in battle. Good for morale, but risks his own death. Perhaps that can be taken advantage of.”
“A point to consider, but what if no such opportunity arises?”
Gurragang said, “Then I do not know. We can challenge him far more than any of the foes he has faced so far, and while his cavalry are excellent, they are few. But he is clearly not a fool. If he can unite the other Sunrise Landers under his banner as well as he is doing with the Kiyungu, we may be hard-pressed.”
Botjibilla said, “There are too many unknowns. Is his success due more to skill, or more to luck? Will our alliance with the eastern kingdoms hold, or will one of them break ranks or seek to take advantage of an invasion? Worst of all, what happens if the Yadji decide to renew war?”
Norang Dadi said, “With the alliance with the eastern kingdoms, most had thought that we were freed from fighting multiple enemies at once.”
Botjibilla said, “At least the Yadji have a new enemy on their east.”
“A weak one,” Gurragang said. “If we are too busy fighting in the north, then Tiyanjara [15] will fall.”
“Unless the Drendj [French] can support them.”
“Worthless to us even if they manage it,” Gurragang said. “If the Kurnawal are fully dependent on the Drendj, and not on aid and cooperation from us, they become useless in maintaining the balance.”
“Much to consider, then,” Norang Dadi said. “Thinking with one eye to what is to come, even if we halt the Hunter, do you think his empire will outlast him?”
Gurragang said, “Nothing is certain, but it may well endure. He seems to be bringing the Kiyungu quickly behind him. If he dies soon, perhaps his empire will fall apart into squabbling successors, but it would not do to rely on it. Best to assume that we will have a new enemy in the north from this time forward.”
“If that becomes true, then we will need to find someone else to balance this Hunter’s empire,” Norang Dadi said.
“If his empire endures long enough to need balancing, then the remaining Kiyungu cities will fall,” Botjibilla said. “That leaves only the Raw Men and the Nuttana.”
“We want nothing which will make the Raw Men’s grip stronger,” Gurragang said.
“Does that mean we should aid the Nuttana?” Botjabilla asked. “That has never been in our interest. They are merchants which we need to balance with the Raw Men to keep them coming for
kunduri and other goods. The Dance becomes more complicated if the Nuttana are both merchants and allies.”
“A dance which is too simple would not be the Dance,” Norang Dadi said.
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[1] There was, in fact, no such office as bishop in traditional Bungudjimay religion, nor was there any such office under the Daluming protectorate. Some Bungudjimay had converted to Christianity, but they were a minority and not represented by any official appointments. Munginday had apparently chosen to use a Christian clerical title rather than his own, and rather exaggerated his importance while doing so.
[2] The highlands west of Daluming. Also known as the Northern Pepperlands and the Southern Gemlands. Historically they are called the New England tablelands.
[3] Gurragang son of Lopitja son of Wemba, and so grandson of Wemba of the Whites, one of the most influential Gunnagal of the seventeenth century.
[4] Distinguished guests is not quite the same thing as hereditary aristocrats, since in Tjibarr the line of what qualifies as aristocracy is often blurry, and people can both rise and fall in status.
Distinguished guest means those whose
current status is that of an effective aristocrat, whether through inherited wealth, acquired wealth, or natural talent in some field which has been rewarded.
[5]
Wineegal is the general Gunnagal name for a variety of sauces made from fermented fish, sometimes using the entire fish, or sometimes using only the intestines. The fish or fish products are mixed with brine, pressed, and allowed to slowly ferment, with longer fermentation times producing more intense and richer flavours. The finished product adds a savoury / umami flavour to foods.
Wineegal production is similar to fish sauces used in East Asian and Southeast Asian cooking today, and to
garum and
liquamen which was used in classical Greco-Roman cuisine. The pre-Houtmanian Five Rivers used fish from artificial wetlands to produce a variety of kinds of
wineegal, with different flavours depending on the type of processing and other spices which were sometimes added during production. This made a useful cash crop for estates which could export it elsewhere within the Five Rivers, and more rarely to the Island or Durigal.
The export market for
wineegal collapsed after European contact due to a combination of declining population and shifting tastes. The introduction of chilli peppers meant that these have become desired flavours instead, and are capable of being dried for storage and added to foods in a variety of forms, more efficiently and cheaply than
wineegal.
Wineegal is still produced, but in smaller volumes and largely for local consumption around estates, rather than favoured varieties to be exported around the Five Rivers.
[6] This is the tree which is historically called
Eucalyptus cinerea, and is called by various names such as silver-leaf stringybark or silver dollar tree.
[7] This is Australian indigo (
Indigofera australis), a relative of other plants which have historically been cultivated to produce indigo dye such as
I. tinctoria in Asia and
I. suffruticosa in South and Central America. Like them, Australian indigo can be used to produce dyes.
[8] Mordants are substances used alongside dyes that can help to fix a dye to a fabric so that it lasts longer, and in some cases change the colour of the finished product. Many dyes from native Aururian plants can produce a wide variety of colours depending on the preparation and mordant used, and millennia of experimentation with this is one reason their dye-making (and to a lesser degree, their applied chemistry) is relatively advanced.
[9] Green dyes have historically been rare in much of the world. European dye-makers preferred method of producing strong greens relied on dying first with indigo dye then with a yellow dye of another colour (or sometimes using the indigo dye second). This often proved unsatisfactory since indigo dye tends to produce longer-lasting colours, and as the yellow dye faded, the result was cloth which became bluer over time. Using Aururian indigo is superior because it can be done in one step (i.e. less labour-intensive), and produces a green which is both more brilliant and lasts longer than composite green.
[10] Natural red dyes are relatively common around much of the world, such as from plants like madder (
Rubia tinctorum and other plants in the
Rubia genus) or lichens. However, strong crimsons and scarlets were harder to obtain. In Europe, they were obtained from kermes, a product extracted from the dried eggs of an insect which laid them in oaks. Their rarity and strength of colour meant that strong reds became a colour associated with wealth and power, such as the scarlet of cardinals in the Catholic Church.
After the Spanish conquest of Mexico, they obtained access to cochineal, a strong, bright red dye extracted from insects which nest in some types of cactus. Cochineal dyes were stronger than kermes dyes, therefore requiring less dye per batch, and largely replaced kermes dyes in Europe, and were exported even further afield, as far as India. Cochineal insects were difficult to farm in plantations, and the dye thus remained rare and expensive; in total value it was Spanish Mexico’s second most valuable export after silver, and per weight was sometimes worth as much as gold. Cochineal insects were fragile in their life cycle and fed only on specific cacti, which permitted Spain to retain a lucrative monopoly in cochineal dye for three centuries.
[11] Cochineal comes from insects, not plant seeds, but this was a common misconception even in Europe in this era, since the Spanish tried to keep all aspects of cochineal production a secret, and largely succeeded until the nineteenth century.
[12] The crimson dye obtained from
Eucalyptus cinerea is not
quite as concentrated per unit of weight as cochineal, but the significantly cheaper price and comparable quality means that overall it is preferred by textile producers in both Europe and India.
[13] In fact, wild
Eucalyptus cinerea is somewhat more widespread, occurring in parts of the continental divide and some coastal regions of historical New South Wales, and it is only naturally found in a small part of the Five Rivers. Nevertheless, the Five Rivers dye production is not easily duplicated. The trees grown in the Five Rivers are semi-domesticated and selected for the right hue of dye. To produce the desired carmine, they can only be grown in certain soil conditions – which limits its production even within the Five Rivers – need to be kept pruned, and the leaves dried using careful methods to produce the sought-after carmine. The Tjibarri have mastered this, and to a lesser degree so have the other Five Rivers kingdoms. Simply stealing some trees would not be sufficient to duplicate their carmine dye production; it would also require good intelligence of dye production
and luck or skill in selecting the right soils.
[14] Land controller is approximately a noble. Under Tjibarri law, land is only controlled by a noble, since it belongs to the monarch, and land can be stripped from its current owners in the many machinations of the Endless Dance.
[15] Tiyanjara is the name which the mainland Kurnawal give to their state, in the former eastern regions of Durigal (the Yadji Empire). The Kurnawal had been amongst the most persistent rebels against Yadji imperial authority, and in 1674 established
de facto independence. They have since functioned as a sovereign state, although the Yadji Regents have never officially recognised them as such, and continue to claim that entire region (and, indeed, claim some lands further east which Tiyanjara does not control either).
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Thoughts?