Giant

A towering heritage of unmistakably human form, ranging from ten to eighteen feet in height, with skin and hair that runs into deeper, richer colors than their smaller kin with greens and purples among them, darker in shade, as though the palette expanded alongside everything else. They are neither slow nor simple, though they are often told they are both. Their emotional lives are full and genuine, their loyalties fierce once given, and their capacity for both kindness and harm shaped almost entirely by what surrounds them in their earliest years. Giants have no singular culture of their own; scattered across Vesperfall, they have adopted the customs of the land that accepted them, making Giants among the most varied and accepting of all heritages. When they find themselves gathered, even briefly, even among strangers of their own kind, a warmth without source, that feels older than memory whispers within. As though some deep part of them remember a past that Vesperfall has forgotten.