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Brackern[]
Surrounded around the Shuriman Continent are several clans of Brackern, including clans in the Shuriman desert.
Dormun[]
The Dormun are gigantic, slow-moving creatures protected with large chitinous plates covering their body. In the harsh conditions of Shurima they have evolved to survive the perpetual drought by utilizing an unknown sense to locate hidden reservoirs of water. Incidentally, certain nomadic tribes have built themselves a permanent home upon the backs of these beasts where they clean the creature and hunt any airborne pests who venture near.
Eka'Sul[]
Desert goats that travel in herds.
Mwatis[]
Mwatis are goatlike creatures with large plated casques on their heads. Mwati wool and plate are prised for felting and insulation.
Kmiros[]
Gigantic scarabs that roam in swarms, looking for unfortunate travelers to feed on. They seem to be common prey for 
Rammus.
Outerbeasts[]
- Main article: Voidborn
Beside the Xer'Sai, other creatures from the Void, referred to as 'outerbeasts', can be found in the desert.
- Xer'Sai: Creatures from the Void that plague the southern deserts. They are the size of big dogs on average, but can be smaller or much bigger.
Rek'Sai, as the queen, is by far the largest and most dangerous of her species. Xer'sai burst from their small burrows and ravage anything nearby, to the detriment of desert caravans. Once dead, the Xer'sai decompose at an abnormally rapid rate and become inedible.
Ralsiji[]
Large and aggressive minotaur-like creatures. They are humpbacked quadrupeds with long limbs and thick horns.
Shuriman Camel[]
A breed of camels native to the deserts of Shurima and are used by caravans as well as common folk as primary mode of transportation. Despite being well-suited for lengthy travels in the desert landscape, they are still prey to a many predator such as the Xer'Sai.
Sandswimmers[]
Sandswimmers
Sandswimmers are massive quadrupedal creatures that traverse the Shuriman desert in cyclical patterns. They got their name due to their preferred method of travel. Their narrow bodies and webbed feet are perfectly design for swimming under the sand. They feed on bugs and other small creatures most desert beasts ignore. Scavengers will often memorize the predictable paths these creatures take, and jump onto their backs to ride as far as they wish.
Skallashi[]
The Skallashi are large quadrupedal herbivores. These hardy beasts of burden are common across Shurima, ideally suited to the harsh desert environment. Their key body feature is their long legs. Notoriously bad-tempered, they are nevertheless treated with great reverence. Their brown hides are often painted with sacred symbols of protection, and their horns hung with totems and charms. While these creatures are mostly used for travel and carrying heavy loads, on some larger skallashi people are able to built miniature rooms for more comfortable travel. To own one is often considered a sign of considerable prosperity.
Once upon a time, there was a boy who wanted to prove he was a hero by slaying a fearsome monster—only to discover that the beast, a lonely and magical yeti, merely needed a friend. Bound together by ancient power and a shared love of snowballs, 
Nunu and 
Willump now ramble wildly across 
the Freljord, breathing life into imagined adventures. They hope that somewhere out there, they will find Nunu’s mother. If they can save her, maybe they will be heroes after all…
 | "Pull the fur outta your earholes, Willump! This is gonna be the bestest story ever!" — Nunu |
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Background[]
One of the Notai, a nomadic tribe that long traveled the Freljord, Nunu learned from his mother, Layka, that behind every thing is a story. Together, they gathered tales that Layka turned into songs. For Nunu, nothing was better than journeying from village to village, hearing his mother sing of ancient heroes. With music and dance, the Notai brought one last celebration to everyone they met, as each winter’s chill set in.
Riding the wave of frost spilling from Anivia’s wings, his heart beating the rhythm of a jubilant song, Nunu’s world was full of possibility.
On his fifth nameday, Layka gave Nunu a special gift: a flute, so he could learn to play her melodies himself. In the safety of their cart, the two bundled together and followed the knotted string that served as Layka’s heart-song, recording everywhere they’d been together, as the years came and went.
When the caravan was attacked by raiders, Nunu was separated from his mother. Though he was dragged to safety by the surviving Notai, he was left to wonder what had happened to Layka, waiting to hear her songs on the wind…
Snow fell. Weeks passed.
Nunu missed his mother desperately, but the Notai assured him no child could safely search for her. They weren’t even impressed when he showed them the flute he now called Svellsongur—the name of a mighty blade existing only in his imagination.
Nunu spent more and more time alone, escaping into his mother’s songs—the legends and heroes of old. He yearned to be one of these heroes, perhaps even a great warrior like the Frostguard, who could have saved his mother. He even met their leader, Lissandra, who asked countless questions about his mother’s stories, always seeking information about one particular song.
No one believed he could be a hero, not even the other Notai children, who teased him for his flute when they now had daggers. But Nunu knew the songs in his heart, and one night, he realized how he could prove himself and persuade the others to help to find his mother.
From the tribe’s fearful whispers, he’d learned of a fierce monster that killed all who sought its power, thwarting the local hunters who were sent each year, never to return. There was a song that Nunu’s mother sang… one that he now couldn’t seem to stop singing to himself.
Suddenly, Nunu understood what he had to do. He could name the beast. It would answer his challenge, and feel the wrath of Svellsongur!
Using his flute to tame a herd of elkyr, Nunu snuck out into the snow. One lonely child traveled to face a monster, finally living out a legend that not even he could imagine.
An ancient and noble race that once ruled over the mountains of the Freljord, the yeti civilization was destroyed in a cataclysm of ice. Forced to watch his brethren descending into savagery after being stripped of their magic, one yeti swore to protect what remained of their power—a gem that swirled with the frozen dreams of any mortal mind nearby.
As the last magical yeti, the guardian was also shaped by perception. Though he had been chosen to safeguard the magic until it would be needed again, he could find no worthy vessel. The men who intruded upon his ruined home had only malice in their hearts… and so a monster greeted them with fang and claw.
But the guardian knew he was forgetting something. His name… And the names of those he had loved...
Once, there had been song.
That all changed when a young boy stumbled into the ruins. After centuries of unbroken vigil, the monster was prepared to end the boy’s life, snarling as he sensed the human approach.
Unexpectedly, the gem brought forth images of heroes slaying dragons and beheading ancient serpents from the boy’s mind. The child roared, drawing his flute like a fearsome sword. But the blow never came, for even as the boy saw visions of heroes swirling around him, he realized the deeper truths of the songs his mother sang…
When he looked at the guardian, he didn’t see a monster. He saw someone who needed a friend.
Still enraged, the yeti did not expect the first snowball to the face. Or the second. Snowball fight! In anger, then shock, then joy, the guardian joined in, shaped not by fear, but by a child’s imagination. He was growing furrier and friendlier. His growl was becoming a laugh.
Until the beast accidentally broke the boy’s flute.
As the child began to cry, the guardian felt a kindred grief take shape around the gem. For centuries, he had looked into it and seen the end of his people—the threat they had buried, betrayal by the blind one—and now, instead, he saw a caravan burning. He heard a voice on the wind. He sensed something else within the boy, something he had never felt from a human, not even the three sisters who had come to him long ago. It was love, fighting back despair.
In that moment, the guardian knew the Freljord’s only hope lay in the power already within this child. The magic he’d been guarding was a tool; what truly mattered was the heart that would shape it. With a gesture, the magic passed from the gem into the boy, giving him the ability to make his imagination real. To repair his flute, freezing it in dreams that hardened into True Ice.
To imagine a best friend named “Willump.”
Escaping into the Freljordian plains, Nunu’s heart and Willump’s strength now enable the pair to do what they never could alone: to have an adventure! Following the songs of Nunu’s mother, they snowball wildly from one place to the next, holding onto the hope that she is still out there, somewhere.
But Willump knows that with magic and dreams come responsibility. One day the games will end, as the dark ice at the heart of the Freljord thaws, and thaws…
Appearance[]
Nunu is a small Notai boy of eight years, with tanned skin, dark hair and blue eyes. He wears a orange furred cape, with leather gloves and boots, and a hood made in semblance of Willump.
Personality[]
Nunu is a kind, excitable child, eager for adventures and travelling. Having listened to the stories of his mother since he was born, Nunu dreams of being a mighty hero, fighting against terrible foes and exploring the world.
After the loss of his tribe, Nunu felt great sorrow, but nevertheless remained hopeful. Desiring to help his new caretaker Lissandra, and wishing to fullfill his dreams of being a hero, Nunu went to face a terrible beast and prove himself a hero for his people—only to meet Willump and befriend the yeti, the two forming an intense and loving bond.
Having been protected by Willump for a long time, Nunu is somewhat sheltered from the more complicated and darker aspects of life. He tends to see the best of people, for better or worse, and tries to fit them into his very naive beliefs about the world. Nunu also has a hyperactive imagination, often coming up with fantastic ideas to entertain himself and Willump.
Abilities[]
- Mystical Empowerment: Nunu was blessed by Willump with the powers of a gem of dreams, granting him the power to make his imagination come true. Due to his inexperience, Nunu's powers have yet to reach their peak.
- Ice Magic: Nunu can create and summon ice to his aid, and to help his allies. He can create icy constructs like bridges and walls, or summon near infinite snowballs to throw at his foes. He freezes his foes with ice, slowing them down to hamper their abilities.
- True Ice: Nunu is capable of summoning True Ice, magical, unmeltable ice.
- Ice Magic: Nunu can create and summon ice to his aid, and to help his allies. He can create icy constructs like bridges and walls, or summon near infinite snowballs to throw at his foes. He freezes his foes with ice, slowing them down to hamper their abilities.
Relations[]
Freljordian Legends[]
Nunu heard many Freljordian legends and tales from his mother Layka, such as those regarding 
Anivia, 
Braum, 
Lissandra, 
Ornn, and 
Volibear. Anivia is a spiritual guide to the Notai tribe from which Nunu hails from. Nunu has always seen Braum as something to aspire towards. If he ever met Braum, he would ask him to become his father. Nunu was a refugee taken in by the 
Frostguard after his tribe was attacked by raiders. He met Lissandra, who told him about a beast. Nunu would later befriend this beast and call him Willump.
Avarosan[]
It is unknown if Nunu and Willump support 
Ashe, but their deeds around the Freljord lead towards the same 
Avarosan goals of peace and unification.
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Trivia[]
- Nunu suggests that Willump's favorite foods are " Roasted Raptosaurus, Pollywog pudding, Egg popsicles, Rocks, More rocks, and Bloblets."
- Willump doesn't eat human foods as they do not provide magic/arcane power.
- Willump has a different perspective on the world because he's so ancient. He sometimes tones down his wisdom so he can have fun with his best friend, but they have moments of mentorship too.
- Nunu's mother was the singer in Ornn's teaser song, The Path to Hearth-Home.[1]
- {Nunu is 8 years old, while Willump is much older (possibly old as the three sisters).
- Nunu was 5 years old when he obtained his flute and was separated from his mother and tribe after a raider attack.
- Svellsongur is Old Norse for "Swell Singer."
- Nunu is theorized to be about 4'2", with Willump being about 12'.
- Nunu could develop a crush on Annie, due to a voice line from the Nunu & Willump Bot skin, referring to her as "too pretty".
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Frolicking through the hills of the Freljord, Nunu and Willump make an unlikely pair, but many travellers would swear they have seen the yeti with a fearless boy clinging to his back. Though Nunu may have tamed the beast's heart, Willump's anger remains, fueled by a ravenous hunger. Some have even tried to separate the two, yet the bond of friendship between them is stronger than any chain, and they continue to ramble on their wild adventures.
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