Giant blood. Mountain Heart.

Born of mountain stone and giant blood, the Goliaths are a proud and enduring people, shaped by hardship, honed by competition, and bound by a code of personal honor. Their towering frames and stone-hued skin mark their ancient lineage—a distant echo of the giants who once ruled the heights of the world. Yet Goliaths claim no thrones, carve no empires. Their greatness lies not in what they conquer, but in what they endure.

Goliath culture thrives in harsh, remote climates—wind-scoured peaks, highland plateaus, and storm-blasted ridges where others cannot survive. There, each tribe (kehpala) forges its own traditions in the crucible of cold and trial. No one is born into greatness; it must be earned through strength, resilience, and contribution to the whole. Among Goliaths, arrogance is a burden, not a virtue. They revere the climb—both literal and metaphorical—as the truest expression of a life well lived.

Their society is built on balance: strength and wisdom, might and humility. Story-stones preserve the deeds of heroes; trials of endurance define one’s path. While they respect the power of their giant ancestors, most Goliaths believe that their destiny lies not in reclaiming lost glory—but in transcending it.

To meet a Goliath is to meet the mountain in motion—silent, immense, and unyielding. Whether as mercenaries, monks, gladiators, or wandering philosophers, they carry the weight of tradition with quiet pride. And though they may walk among the smaller folk, they never truly leave the high places behind.