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Standing eight foot tall descended from the towering titans of old. Gods blood runs hot in the veins pumping through potent hearts. Strong of arm and fierce of mind the blessed lineage from both the stars and the ground. While the battle between the giants and star elders ceased the lineage continued the war.
The destructive battle saw the creation of the world. Life bloomed within the desolate land of ice. The slain bodies rotted and from them legions of trees sprang into life, entire forests bloomed. The crimson seeped into the ground creating minerals and gems and the tears of the fallen produced the rivers, creeks and seas.
From the giants blood came the races of Vitlanda. The stalwart dwarfs, the magic spinning elves, the resourceful halflings and the ever evolving kingdom of man.
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