Humans

Of all the mortal races scattered across the Stolen Expanse, none are more numerous—or more unpredictable—than the humans. Born without the longevity of elves or the enduring strength of dwarves, humans instead possess an unmatched intensity: a hunger to build, to conquer, to create, and to change. Where other races preserve, humans transform. Where others endure, humans ignite.

They are both the world's greatest hope and its deepest peril—flawed, courageous, ever-changing, and utterly consequential.


Appearance and Adaptation

Human appearance is as varied as the lands they inhabit. Skin, hair, and eye color shift from desert golds to northern alabasters, from forest-dwelling dusk tones to windswept plainsfolk. Unlike other races whose lifespans span centuries, humans live briefly—but burn brightly. Their lives are often defined not by tradition, but by the choices they make, the banners they raise, and the legacies they leave behind.

They adapt to any climate, any culture, any system of belief—thriving not by mastery of one path, but by trying them all.


Culture and Society

Human civilization sprawls across the central and northern reaches of Levial, with countless kingdoms, duchies, and cities under the nominal rule of the Ragnar Dynasty—the dominant noble line, seated in the capital city of Tharador. Though the Ragnar line maintains power, their grip weakens with each passing year, as distant nobles, merchant factions, heretical sects, and peasant movements vie for control of the human future.

Unlike the elves or dwarves, human society is not united under a single ideal. Some humans idolize the Prime Gods; others turn to False Gods, or worship none at all. Some are scholars and seers. Others are tyrants and raiders. Their societies can be bastions of art, law, and reason—or crucibles of oppression and war.

Their diversity is their strength—and their curse.


Spirituality and Belief

Humans were once the most faithful of all mortal races, their temples blazing with devotion to the Prime Gods. But the sealing of the divine behind the Veil, combined with the chaos of the current age, has fractured that faith. Cults rise in shadowed alleys. Prophets speak of false revelations. And many humans now place their belief not in gods, but in crowns, gold, or glory.

Still, among them remain the faithful—the flamebearers, the oathbound, the Children of the Dawn—who believe humanity’s role is not to destroy the world, but to redeem it.

Lifespan
80-100 Years

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