Halflings

Nestled in the soft folds of green hills and meandering brooks, halflings live lives of quiet joy and practical comfort. Barefoot and barrel-bellied, they stand scarcely three feet tall, but their hearts are as broad as any knight’s shield. Halflings are a people of hearty meals, well-tended gardens, and tales told around warm hearthfires.
Most shun adventure, preferring the familiar comforts of home and kin, some halflings possess a subtle bravery, a kind born not of conquest, but of community. They value cleverness over strength, luck over might, and hospitality above all else. A halfling pantry is never bare, and a traveler in need will never find the door barred.
Among the fields and thatched cottages of their hamlets, halflings cultivate a life rich with music, laughter, and story. They celebrate the turning of seasons with feasts and dances, mark their days by the smell of fresh bread, and measure wealth not in gold, but in friendship and peace.
Still, a few curious souls wander beyond the hedgerows, drawn by wonder or mischief. These rare adventurers carry with them the steadfastness of their people, a pouch full of luck, and an uncanny knack for slipping through danger like a shadow at twilight.