Beastfolk
Fang's attempt to speak to the ancestors was going poorly, the tainted energies of the swamp attempting to worm into his ritual. Shaking his head, he went to regather the bones when they began to float and his vision turned inward, focusing on a monstrous female creature he didn't recognize, birthing hundreds of creatures. In his minds eye he saw clearly many races he recognized, but far more he did not. He came to, his brother gently pouring water into his mouth.
Diverged ethnicities
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