These magical puddings taste delicious to the good at heart, but will make the wicked feel sick.
An ebolite stick is created by taking a stick of pimento wood, and roasting it over a fire, such that the bark is completely shed without the wood being damaged. The stick is then buried in the grave of a person newly-dead. It is dug up after two or three weeks. The spirit of the deceased now lives in the stick. The stick must be polished, and a piece of wire wrapped around it. The stick is then given a name – which is not the name of the dead spirit – and undergoes all the ceremonies of a new-born child. The owner of the stick, and anyone else who does not want to incur its wrath, must refer to the stick only by its new name. In return it will give the owner many magical powers, including that they will never be troubled by the spirits of the dead, and will turn into a serpent to aid the owner when called.
It is said that a newly-created zombie must soon be led past its former house. As soon as this is done the zombie will forget its home. If it is not done, the zombie will remember its home and may run away.
There are three types of beings in the lands around Teleleli who claim to be angels, each denying the role to the other two.
Those who support the claims of the most human-looking type say that the gods have given these angels the power to sew dolls who then move and speak, acting out events that are to come.
When carried outside, this magic item makes sunny weather almost certain. Likewise, the owner may almost always cause it to rain by leaving the Umbrella at home.
That which we call the ‘missionary position’ is, in Teleleli, known as The Congress of Serpents.
It is rumoured that some wizards who are well-versed in the ways of the extra dimensions Yafir and Yiraf have invented a series of non-Euclidian sexual positions.
There is a type of robot which can both disassemble itself, and have sexual intercourse. As such, they have invented sexual positions with no equivalent among biological creatures. It is not known why they were so designed. It was not to serve as concubines to creatures of flesh, since they utterly refuse to do so. Nor do they reproduce in this fashion. Some speculate that they are intended to drive humans and similar beings mad with envy.
Some believe that the sight of the sea will move a zombie to regain its will, and thus die a natural death. Others say that zombies are allergic to salt, so that the sea air will destroy them, just as a handful of salt flung on them will cause them to shrivel.
This plant, which grows wild in some forests, causes horrible mental turmoil in whoever eats it. Survivors have reported a number of symptoms: seeing visions, leaving their body and floating above it as a disembodied soul, feeling as if their skin was on fire or as if insects were crawling underneath it, and being robbed of all will. While the plant does not cause death, its effects may prove fatal in the context of travel in wild areas.
The name comes from the belief that this plant is used by bokers to make a special meal, which they give to their zombie slaves. This meal has the effect of preventing the zombie from attacking their master, which is otherwise the only desire the poor wretches have. Other ingredients of the meal are variously said to include Paste of the Spirits, embalming fluid (to arrest the process of decay) and jackal droppings. I have heard no explanation for this last ingredient, and it may indicate a real or imagined spite on the part of the boker.
A dead body is only called a corpse if it is under the earth (usually, but not necessarily, from burial after death). If it lies above the earth it is called a cadaver. The gods of corpses and those of cadavers are entirely separate. Some say that zombies must be placed in a coffin, and that coffin sunk in water, and that water lie above sea level. In this way neither the gods of corpses nor those of cadavers will protect the body, and the boker may achieve their evil end unopposed.
There is a strange rumour concerning Paste of the Spirits, the magical conglomeration of all that is foul and unholy. Some say that the Australiens of the Downunderdark eat it on their toast.