The men of old from the early tribes, called by some the unimane[missing page] (old men), hold the earliest known stories about Beru.
They say there once was a giant called Tabuararikitiki[missing page], and his footprints can be found at several locations, only a few of which are in Beru. However, he is said to have chosen Beru as his home world in his later years. Many lands claim their island (or continent) as once his personal property.
The newer lore masters call some special landmarks "The Craters[missing page]", while others call them "The Footprints of Tabuararikitiki[missing page]", or just Giant Tabu[missing page].
In a traditional story of the creation, Navarereau[missing page] (neither male nor female, but also containing elements of both) created The Worlds[missing page], then created the peoples of Beru first represented by Taburimai[missing page] and Rikitiki[missing page] who were the first man and his wife. Settlement of Beru could have sprung from the disastrous comet thousands of years ago, was caught and shaped through song by Navarereau[missing page], to create a safe place for his first children.
To warm the ball of ice in the Abyss, Navarereau tore off it's hair, bundled it into a ball, then singing, willed it to catch fire, thus creating the first of the manyfold suns[missing page], with the stars being the sparks flying off into the Abyss.
The first land on this ice-water-world was called Saverara[missing page], created from the smallest flake of skin from Navarereau[missing page].
To provide sustenance, Navarereau gave of itself a single eyelash and sprouted the "Tree of Life[missing page]", singing it into independent growth.
Taburimai[missing page] and Rikitiki's first child was Tauararikitiki[missing page] (the Giant Tabu[missing page]).
Due to the nature of the wood, mists began to spring up behind Tabu as he paddled, and before long he was lost within the mists. Then one day, as his hunger was terrible, his canoe struck land. He thought he had come full circle and found his family, but instead found a completely different land and world. As he walked the land, leaving the canoe behind for the moment, he cleared the mists and saw that the skies were completely different colors, and there were strange peoples and creatures scattered across the land, many seeming tiny as ants to his great form, but he was curious and noticed them, though sometimes crushing them inadvertently. This was the Lands of the Liitle Folk[missing page].
After exploring the reaches of this land, gathering such food stores as he could, he returned to the canoe, and once again paddled into the seas, once again the mists drew about. Once again, after his food had run out, and he was near death from thirst and hunger, he struck land. These lands were even stranger than the one before. Here he was small as a mouse compared to the peoples and creatures that trod the lands. Land of the Behemoths[missing page].