Haven dreamed herself. She dreamed herself in many forms. She dreamed her skies and oceans, mountains and valleys. She dreamed parts of herself with their own free will and their own dreams. In short, she dreamed her people…

It is within the ability of most educated people on Haven to learn the structure of Koro-go, the Korobokuru language, but about half their vocabulary is incomprehensible to non-Koro. Koro-go has words for colors beyond red, for combinations of magnetic field characteristics beyond just polarity and strength, and for complex emotional interactions. Conversely, the language has few ways to describe deliberate deception, such as lying, because it’s very difficult to do in Koro society.

…these practices hint at the powers that were once possessed by Humans before a planet-wide magical catastrophe changed them forever.

No living Rakshasa can describe the true appearance of her species, and none of the art left in the abandoned ruins of their ancient jungle complexes gives a definitive answer. Folk legends either paint them as creatures too horrible to contemplate or as beings so beautiful that they enchanted all who saw them.