Our people seem to carry that natural characteristic of innocence and wonder about the world with us.
It starts from conception and for most of us, remains a part of who we are until we pass into the next realm.
We maintain that childlike outlook and it is not until we are influenced by cityscapes, multiculturalism, modernity and other non-Hyperborean ideals that we fall out of sync with our natural selves as people of the North.

The art we create, the music we make, our lore, and our environment bring to life the way we see and interpret the world around us.
It is puzzling that we are hated for bringing beauty to an otherwise desolate world, but this becomes clear after realizing Hyperborean culture is the most sought after by other jealous tribes bar none.

Other tribes despise our simplistic approach to this realm, but this is a misunderstanding.
We are not a simple-minded folk, but take stock in the reality that simplicity is bliss. Less distraction means getting more out of life and focusing on the important things. A natural lifestyle brings enrichment, peace, and harmony into our lives and is contagious within the tribe.

Distractions by media, jobs, and other adulthood obligations put us out of sync with our natural state as wildfolk. Those things are foreign to a wilderness setting and will confuse creatures that call the woods as home.
That is where we come from and where we need to get back to.

If our people are left alone, we will always default back to ethnic and natural faith. That is both childlike and feral, innocent and savage, pagan and primal.
That is our most natural state of being, and how we are intended to be.

“The whole race, which is now called Gallic or Galatic, is madly fond of war, high-spirited and quick to battle, but otherwise straightforward and not of evil character.
For at any time or place and on whatever pretext you stir them up, you will have them ready to face danger, even if they have nothing on their side but their own strength and courage."... 

Strabo, Roman historian.

"We have no word for the man who is excessively fearless; perhaps one may call such a man mad or bereft of feeling, who fears nothing, neither earthquakes nor waves, as they say of the Celts"

Aristotle