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The moth people of Drortea are a unique people. Originally a smaller, solitary species, they were bred by the Bee People to be a smarter, social ally. Moth people begin life inside an egg. After a month, the caterpillar emerges from the egg. The caterpillar will spend 10 years growing until it’s a little over 6 feet, or almost 2 meters, long. It will then form a silk cocoon, inside which it morphs into a pupa for a 3 month “puberty”. After the adult moth emerges from its cocoon, the cocoon is kept as the moth's bed until it’s too old and worn. A replacement cocoon is then spun. Unlike most moths, the moth people of Drortea don’t lose their ability to produce silk upon reaching adulthood. The ability lasts for life and is a vital part of their way of life. In addition to producing cloth and cocoons, it is a primary part of traditional moth people construction. Moth people structures are typically made of wooden walls, floors, and roofs held together and sealed by silk. While some of

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