Varenthian
The Varenthians are the cultural group that were the inhabitants of Varenthia, the term being equally applied to Humans, Elves and Half-Elves.
At their height, the Varenthians prospered from the sea. Pearl-harvesters and fishermen brought wealth from the bay, traders exchanged goods upon their quays, and noble families adorned themselves in silks, pearls, and coral. Their festivals were famed for beauty, their temples for devotion, their markets for variety. Yet prosperity made them coveted and so the city was stormed and her people scattered. Following the sack of their city the Varenthians fled to Jaryanne where they endure into the Imperial Era. As testament to their legacy, the peoples of Sutra Bay still refer to all Northerners as Varenthiya.
Appearance
Varenthian Humans bore the sun-browned skin and lean build of sailors and fishers, their dark curling hair often bound with cord. Tattoos of waves, nets, or dolphins were common, marking family or trade. Elves among them were tall and fine-featured, their hair woven with pearls or coral pins. Half-Elves blended these traits, embodying the city’s mingled heritage.Culture
Shared customary codes and values
The Varenthians bound their lives to the Sea Mother Mirrath. To pour wine into the surf was to honor her, to wear shell or pearl was to carry her blessing. Funerals cast the dead in plain white linen, their bodies anointed and consigned to the waves.
Varenthian life was also defined by cosmopolitan exchange. In the marketplace, Humans, Elves, Half-Elves, and foreigners mingled freely. Nobles patronized Elven artisans, Elves commissioned Human pearl-hunters, and Half-Elves often bridged both worlds.
The sport of Thaelorn was the beating heart of Varenthian culture, a spectacle of blood, drama, and devotion. It was not a pastime but a civic rite, where the sweat and cries of fighters were thought to please Mirrath, the Sea Mother, who received their offerings in the salt spray carried from the Bay of Varen.
Varenthia’s bawdy houses and taverns were famous across the Bay of Varen. Sailors, merchants, nobles, and gladiators drank beneath the same roof, their stations suspended for an evening. Amphorae of wine and oil lamps lined painted walls, where frescoes of dolphins and dancers gleamed in the smoke. Music of lyres and flutes was ever-present, and games of dice and chance filled the tables. Drunken revelry was not frowned upon but embraced as proof of vitality. To drink deeply, to sing loudly, to dance until dawn was seen as offering joy to Mirrath, who was believed to delight in the abandon of her children. Soldiers and sailors mixed freely with prostitutes clad in sheer silks, their laughter echoing in the alleys long after the lamps burned low. Revelry was both civic glue and sacred rite. To feast together, regardless of station, was to affirm that all were Mirrath’s children. Outsiders often condemned the Varenthians as indulgent, but within the city, joy was no less a duty than piety.
Common Dress code
Major organizations
Common Council of Varenthia
Merchants Council of Varenthia





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