Children of Hearth and Horizon

In the quiet valleys, along sun-dappled riverbanks, and amid the rolling downs of Khassid dwell the Felden—those whom outsiders call halflings. To many, they are a small folk with easy smiles and nimble hands. But beneath their humble stature lies a lineage of startling resilience and deep ancestral memory.

The Felden claim no ancient empire nor celestial bloodline. Their strength is subtler: the stubbornness of rootbound things, the grace of quiet survival. When the Cataclysm shattered the great spires and kingdoms of the First Epoch, it was the Felden who endured by doing what they had always done—gathering, planting, storytelling, and seeing one another through.

They are a people of shared hearths and living memory, where every tale is a thread in a greater tapestry. Elders pass down not only songs and recipes, but the names of birds who fly before storms, the taste of rain on stone, the secret paths through once-lost lands. To be Felden is to remember forward—to make the past a guide, not a weight.

Their communities are woven together more by promise than power. A Felden’s word is a bond, and their festivals are full of old tales told anew. Even in distant cities, far from any green field, they carry small hearthstones from their ancestral homes—reminders that home is not a place, but a people.

Though rarely warlike, the Felden are not without defenders. They raise Watchkin, scouts and protectors who move quietly but see much. Felden herbalists are famed across Khassid for their uncanny ability to mend with little more than poultices, hope, and honeyed tea.

In Khassid’s Second Epoch, the Felden are often overlooked by those who mistake stillness for silence. But the wise know better. For when the world fractures, it is the quiet hands that hold it together—and the Felden have always known where to place their hands.

“If the tall folk would only sit by our fires more often, they might learn the world is not saved by swords—but by second helpings, shared stories, and knowing when to listen.”
— Eldra Mossburrow, Felden matriarch of the Redwillow Vale