A tribe of lizardfolk occupying the southwestern peninsula of Kal. The Atavash worship a harmony of the five elements, but particularly revere water. Fisk and other Atavash you have met claim that the tribe has been blessed with a ‘Great One’; a lizardfolk king of sorts, having unusual size and cunning.
The Atavash believe that the Seravash have foolishly eschewed the worship of all five elements in favor of one, metal, and that this imbalance is the reason for the rival tribe’s warlike nature.
You stayed in an Atavashi outpost briefly on your hunt for Raifa, but left shortly after a Parnish bireme was sighted in the island’s large, southern bay. You have a standing invitation to visit the tribe’s Great One, who lives among the grottos of Kal’s southernmost promontory.