The Stories About The Creation of Beru

Here is a summary of some of the legends about the creation of Beru.

The holders of lore have many tales about the creation of the Worlds of Beru.

The men of old from the early tribes, called by some the unimane (old men), hold the earliest known stories about Beru.

They say there once was a giant called Tabuararikitiki, and his footprints can be found at several locations, only a few of which are in Beru. However, he is said to have chosen Beru as his home world in his later years. Many lands claim their island (or continent) was once his his personal property.

The newer lore masters call some special landmarks "Craters", while others call them "The Footprints of Tabuararikitiki", or just Giant Tabu.

In a traditional story of the creation, Navarereau (neither male nor female, but also containing elements of both) created The Worlds, then created the peoples of Beru first represented by Taburimai and Rikitiki who were the first man and his wife. Settlement of Beru could have sprung from the disastrous comet thousands of years ago, was caught and shaped through song by Navarereau, to create a safe place for his first children.

To warm the ball of ice in the Abyss, Navarereau tore off it's hair, bundled it into a ball, then singing, willed it to catch fire, thus creating the first of the manyfold suns, with the stars being the sparks flying off into the Abyss.

The first land on this ice-water-world was called Saverara, created from the smallest flake of skin from Navarereau.

To provide sustenance, Navarereau gave of itself a single eyelash and sprouted the "Tree of Life", singing it into independent growth.

Taburimai and Rikitiki's first child was Tauararikitiki (the Giant Tabu).

When Tabu grew, he became bored with the relatively small land, and wandered farther and farther from their home...

One night, while his parents slept, he tore a large branch from the Tree of Life and quickly carved it into a huge canoe, and then paddled across the seas.

Due to the nature of the wood, mists began to spring up behind Tabu as he paddled, and before long he was lost within the mists. Then one day, as his hunger was terrible, his canoe struck land. He thought he had come full circle and found his family, but instead found a completely different land and world. As he walked the land, leaving the canoe behind for the moment, he cleared the mists and saw that the skies were completely different colors, and there were strange peoples and creatures scattered across the land, many seeming tiny as ants to his great form, but he was curious and noticed them, though sometimes crushing them inadvertently. After exploring the reaches of this land, gathering such food stores as he could, he returned to the canoe, and once again paddled into the seas, once again the mists drew about. Once again, after his food had run out, and he was near death from thirst and hunger, he struck land. These lands were even stranger than the one before. Here he was small as a mouse compared to the peoples and creatures the trod the lands.

Some legends claim he never found his home, while others claim he finally returned to Beru, and never dared leave again after eons of being lost. But both tales tell that he never found his parents again.