Drinkers of the white god-gold, inheritors of the steel womb, Mothers fill the air with a mixture of dread and allure. Heavy with pheromones, the Mothers steal through the Holy Lands, their shrouded presence driving the Holy Landers to frenzied orgies that ensure the population's continual growth. In their steel-reinforced, furnace-like wombs the Mother's carry the White Knights, gleaming soldiers of the Golden Entity. They are also expert manipulators of the other, their god-gold plated organs can channel far more raw other energy than frail human bodies.