Indyvar is known for being wet, damp, and filled with water. From the many lakes, creeks, and lagoons in the Raschera canton, to the twin rivers Ildyvar and Yazu flowing south side-by-side, Indyvari are used to being in contact with water in all shapes and forms. Yet, no people in Tremanath feel more at home with water then the inhabitants of Diluvarh. Any traveler will pick up immediately why the nickname “Flooded City” was given: most areas of the city are flooded most times of the year! Granted, these are shallow pools of water, generally no more than ankle-deep, yet the unique quirk remains. Being a very old city, it was not planned to reach the size it has and becoming the second-largest urban center in Indyvar, only behind the Holy City of Bohzivar. The monsoons that often sweep the southern lands of Indyvar never really reel in their waters, and the city is unable to drain itself well enough and before the following stormy season. Instead of fighting it, the futile strife gave way to a Raschera appreciation of the divine creation in all things in life, with the district city embracing the situation and molding itself around it.
The city has indeed adapted to its unique situation. Having the mangrove trees as inspiration, most houses are built on top of wooden poles and stakes, that are kept submerged constantly to avoid rot. Often, these stakes are hollow with an iron rod in their center to provide extra stability and to sustain more weight. A common design feature of local houses are having two or three stories in mind, with an open ground floor in constant contact with the water. The ground floor becomes a place of worship and cooking, with the higher up stories being reserved for the families’ living quarters and pantry. Those who have one, they tend to keep their canoes straddled there, for ease of use when the waters rise too much. Naturally, temples and government buildings are built in the higher drier ground so they can stand better chances of lasting the test of time.
Raschera folklore states that a powerful holy man, one of the closest followers to the Great Gani Baccar, traveled to Diluvarh during monsoon season. A raging hurricane was sweeping the small town at the time, destroying the wooden houses and causing landslides that trapped man and beast. The follower of the creed stepped into the sea and asked his “Brother Ocean” to placate its fury. Legend says that the sky opened, the winds became smooth breezes, and the storm gave place to a beautiful sunny day. It is said that feeling his life nearing the end, the miracle man returned to Diluvarh. He asked that his clothes be buried in the center of Diluvarh, so he would never leave the city, while his body be sent to meet his “Brother Ocean”. Upon his death the town’s people did as the prophet requested, but had quite the conundrum: the Raschera teacher had not specified what to do with his sandals! The young boy that had helped the old man during his final hours suggested leaving them on the beach, should he wish to return to visit Diluvarh. The simplicity of the child’s idea touched the city’s leader, and the Shrine of Khoi Trinh at the beach of Yugamarh was built. Believers say that, even in the most menacing of tempests, the shrine is never rocked or put in danger.
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