The humans. Like weeds, they spring up everywhere and can survive almost anything.
Their endless ambition drives them to build empires and ruin them in equal measure.

An Eldorian can be a brilliant scholar, a cunning merchant, or a ruthless killer — often all in the same lifetime.
They are masters of adaptation, and in a world this cruel, that's the only skill that truly matters.
The humans. Like weeds, they spring up everywhere and can survive almost anything. Their endless ambition drives them to build empires and ruin them in equal measure.

An Eldorian can be a brilliant scholar, a cunning merchant, or a ruthless killer — often all in the same lifetime. They are masters of adaptation, and in a world this cruel, that's the only skill that truly matters.

Centuries of life have left the Sylvani with two things: immense knowledge and an unbearable sense of superiority.
They hoard history and tradition, looking down on the "lesser" races from their secluded enclaves..

They are often called 'Guardians of Knowledge' thanks to their vast collection of expertise across every field from magic to medicine to engineering, but only recently have they begun to share this knowledge with outsiders.
Though Sylvani are revered by other races they still limit their interactions with them, due either to their pride or cautious temperment. Centuries of life have left the Sylvani with two things: immense knowledge and an unbearable sense of superiority. They hoard history and tradition, looking down on the "lesser" races from their secluded enclaves.

Their grace is a mask for their pride, their wisdom a weapon for their schemes. Many find their cold beauty irresistible, a fatal mistake when dealing with a people who see others as little more than amusing, short-lived pets.

Don't let their size fool you. There's steel in a Halfling's spine, forged in an age of slavery they'd rather forget.
That history taught them to be resilient, community-minded, and incredibly resourceful. They survived by being smarter and more skilled than their masters.

Their hands can craft marvels of machinery and intricate tools, making them invaluable in any trade. They still face prejudice from bigger folk, but every sneer just makes them work harder to prove everyone wrong.

Don't let their size fool you. The Halflings survived an age of slavery, and it forged them into a people of unbreakable community and sharp ingenuity. They had to be smarter, faster, and more skilled just to stay alive.

Now, their intricate machines and clever contraptions are indispensable across the continent. They may still face the sneers of taller folk, but every Halfling knows that true strength isn't measured in height, but in the will to endure.

"Beastfolk" is a lazy name for a hundred different tribes, each with the spirit of the wild running through their veins.
They live by instinct and passion, closer to nature than any city-dweller could understand. One tribe might be fierce hunters, another mystical shamans, a third disciplined martial artists.

This diversity means they fight amongst themselves as often as they trade. Their loyalty is fierce, their tempers are short, and they are forever caught between the "civilized" world and the untamed wilderness that calls to their souls.
"Beastfolk" is a crude term for a hundred different tribes, each with the blood of the wild in their veins. They live by instinct, not dusty laws, forming clans of hunters, shamans, and warriors.

Their passions run as hot as their blood, making them fierce lovers and even fiercer enemies. To outsiders, they can be surprisingly loyal... or terrifyingly feral. With a Beastfolk, you never know if you'll get a gentle purr or a vicious claw.