Gallus
The Gallus are a proud and spirited offshoot of the Birdfolk, created by Vaeril, the God of Birds, as heralds of daybreak and symbols of steadfast courage. Inspired by the rooster’s cry that banishes the night, Gallus were made to be guardians of hope, order, and resilience—standing firm even when the world teeters on the edge of darkness. With their crested heads held high and their voices sharp and clear, they are both messengers and warriors, unafraid to confront chaos with clarity and conviction.
Physically, Gallus resemble tall, bipedal chickens or roosters, with bright plumage in hues of crimson, gold, and white, combs and wattles that flush with emotion, and taloned feet that can strike with surprising force. Their powerful voices can echo across fields and valleys, and some say a Gallus’s crow can break enchantments or rally faltering spirits in battle. They wear armor like ceremonial regalia, their feathers often braided or painted in ancestral dyes that signify rank, lineage, and martial accomplishments.
In Gallus culture, honor is paramount. They follow ancient codes that emphasize truth, valor, and duty. Feuds are settled with ritual duels—fierce but honorable—and young Gallus are raised from hatchlinghood with lessons in philosophy, swordplay, and song. Their leaders, known as Crestbearers, are chosen not only for prowess but for wisdom and moral clarity. Every dawn, Gallus communities perform the Ritual Cry, a synchronized chorus that thanks Vaeril for the rising sun and reaffirms their oaths to protect the balance of nature and civilization.
Though some mistake them for comedic or absurd at first glance, Gallus warriors have repelled beast hordes, routed shadow incursions, and stood vigil in long-forgotten shrines across Aigusyl. Their military traditions rival those of hobgoblins in discipline and coordination, but they fight not for conquest—but for preservation. Their ancestral strongholds, often perched on high mesas or within open-air cliff temples, are adorned with sun-mirrors, feather totems, and polished stones to catch the first light of dawn.
While most Gallus are loyal to their kind and to Vaeril, there are those who wander beyond the flocks. These individuals may be exiles, emissaries, or self-proclaimed champions on quests for justice or self-discovery. They are often found as paladins, bards, or battle-scarred rangers, their crows sounding before battle like warhorns of the gods.
To the world, the Gallus may seem quaint or curious—but those who have stood beside one know the truth: behind the bright feathers and proud strut lies a heart of iron and a soul forged in the light of an unyielding dawn.