The cruel and barbarous ways that they adorn themselves:
With the garish and mismatching patterns of many animals. So they look like the Misfits not the Danzig When I Turn In To A Martian ones but instead the Jemm and the Holograms ones.
Their savage and ignorant beliefs:
They believe the first attack must always be a bite. They sharpen their teeth.
Details on their leader:
S/he hopes to wage war agains the moon.
Their vicious bestial totems:
Their totem is the jackal. They belong to treachery.
The tribe's most sacred and vile object of reverence:
A powder with unusual properties.
The twisted shamans that guide them:
A crazed and crooked crone. Covered in clusters of candles.
The cruel and barbarous ways that they adorn themselves:
With a color code. It's like the Federation but with body paint.
Their savage and ignorant beliefs:
Like Marilyn Monroe in that movie The Misfits they don't believe in killing animals because they're innocent. Got no problem killing people though. Any animals involved in their Barbarous Adornments (above) are considered to all be bastards.
Details on their leader:
S/he is, secretly, at the center of all events in the campaign.
Their vicious bestial totems:
Their totem is the maggot. They revel in ignorance.
The tribe's most sacred and vile object of reverence:
The clothes once worn by earless elves.
The twisted shamans that guide them:
Belligerent, bony, bedecked with baubles. Breathes bats.
The cruel and barbarous ways that they adorn themselves:
No, wait, they do look like the Danzig ones. With the devil-lock. Except it is way longer and at the tip of it is a morning star and they whip it with frenzy in furious battle.
Their savage and ignorant beliefs:
They hate food and the eating of food. Publicly. In secret they all eat food (of course) and like it but in company they pretend they don't. It's weird.
Details on their leader:
S/he has a hump like a camel, filled with jewels.
Their vicious bestial totems:
Their totem is the whiteblack leopard. They move in darkness.
The tribe's most sacred and vile object of reverence:
A powder with unusual properties.
The twisted shamans that guide them:
A jovial juvenile in a jewelled jerkin.
The cruel and barbarous ways that they adorn themselves:
With a color code. It's like the Federation but with body paint.
Their savage and ignorant beliefs:
They believe it is blasphemous to use anything that is not stolen. Their equipment, homes, mounts and mates are all stolen.
Details on their leader:
S/he is supple as sin. I have no idea what that means but George RR Martin made millions writing like that so let's assume it means something. Like: s/he is a contortionist and able to twist his/her body into the shapes of the 32 symbols of The Divine.
Their vicious bestial totems:
Their totem is the toad. Their lives are moist and dull.
The tribe's most sacred and vile object of reverence:
The night, silence, quiet, stillness and stone.
The twisted shamans that guide them:
A hebephrenic harlot. Housed in a hexagon.
The cruel and barbarous ways that they adorn themselves:
With the garish and mismatching patterns of many animals. So they look like the Misfits not the Danzig When I Turn In To A Martian ones but instead the Jemm and the Holograms ones.
Their savage and ignorant beliefs:
They believe the soul is contained in the right foot and will evince an unhealthy obsession with severing a foe's right foot, to the exclusion of all other hit locations. They wear a big shoe.
Details on their leader:
His/her fingernails are nine feet long.
Their vicious bestial totems:
Their totem is the locust. They gibber and swarm
The tribe's most sacred and vile object of reverence:
Your tears and those of many foes. In a great urn.
The twisted shamans that guide them:
A devious dervish. Dominates demons with a dazzling dance.