The realm of Levian: races and their origin.

Races
Humans:a varied people separated by both land and culture from itself.

elves:a staunch and stern race, uncomfortable around outsiders. though beautiful they are vain, looking down on the barbaric ways of the other races

dwarves:pale but strong and sturdy dwellers of snowy northern mountains.they are among the best in heavy armors, there are dwarves and warmer climates as well which are every bit as hardy as their near-arctic kin.

halfings:friendly but cautious, kind but cold. halflings are rural folk who do not build kingdoms, they never felt the need to, as they are satisfied in their swamp dwelling clans, though lucky otherwise, circumstances tend to force them into adventuring. their fey cousins, the kender, however, are naturally driven by wanderlust. while the kender are rather strange, even by the standard of their fellow fey, they are generally good-natured , but their curiosity and possesion-less culture often leads to misunderstandings, and should things escalate death, when a simple explanation would usually suffice.

gnomes: Just as the kender are the fey's answer to halflings, the gnomes are the fey's answer to dwarves, they, like their cousins from the realm of men are talented smithes and tinkers, though they have a much more creative bent. they and their cousins have counterparts in the shadowfell as well.

tieflings: the result of a devil or demon mating with a humanoid. though their appearance is fiendish, they tend to make an active effort to remove the stigma of their own birth, making their way as nomadic showmen.

dragon born:similarly to the tieflings, dragonborn are the result of a dragon, usually disguised as some form of humanoid. having a child with a mortal, though it is hard to see at first, the child will begin showing their heritage around the age of three.and from their , look to be a mix of their parent races.

Orcs: savage, lawless, and always searching for the next fight, they are not without compassion, often taking lovers of every non elven race [differences from volo's orcs: +2str, +1con, relentless endurance, orcish strength (cannot use light or finnesse weapons, can use two handed weapons as versatile weapons but the die size goes down when used one handed {2d6 becomes 1d2, 1d12 becomes 1d10, etc},and can lift weight as if they were large), menacing, darkvision], their offspring are just as powerful in body as they are, but lack the size that their fullblooded parents have (same as PHB)

as well as the various clans of monsters and men wondering the world

origins of the world:
in the beginning there was only them, the flame of life and the flow of time, they who had been in love for as long as the universe had existed, and together, they gave birth to them, the first gods.

due to the great power that these deities possessed, their mother , the flame of life had passed, but not before passing her essence to her children, and, in doing so, gave them te power to create.
with the passing of his wife, the flow of time was left to raise his children and in his grief, became bitter and cruel. his children had fdeared their father, as he had formed the body of their mother into three spheres,  over time these burning balls of flame cooled, and became the feywild, the earthrealm, and the shadowfell.  though these lands had their own beauty, they were empty, and lonely still were the flow of time and his children

so, to cheer himself, and his siblings up,the oldest of these first deities concocted a wonderful idea, taking the soil of the earthrealm, and moulding it into a visage of himself. upon seeing the wonderous thing their brother had done, the others followed suit, filling each of the three spheres with two copies of dust and clay, one man, and one woman.

when the flow of time saw this, he was bemused, and for a time, all was well again.

until the day of the first murder. when the decendant of the eldest brother's creations had slain a decendant of the youngest sister's creations. at this, the flow of time had decided that each child should pick a new home for their playthings. and so from oldest to youngest they each had picked a new home for the mortals. but the youngest daughter, the one least favored by the flow of time was left with the barren wastes, and when her oldest brother, who she admired like no other,failed to speak up for her, she felt cheated and betrayed.And her face, as well as those of her creations twisted with anger and jealousy, so angry was she, that she began spouting hundreds of different faces from her body, some in the shape of pigs, some hyenas, some with long, hooked noses, and so forth. until her original , beautiful face was buried under those of a hundred beasts, feeling this was the fault of her brother for letting his creations break hers in the first place, she swore vengeance. and woefully tended to her lands, trying to provide her new creations with a fun, happy home. though her efforts failed, her children felt her sadness and anger, especially to the dirty elves her older brother had made...

millenia had cooled this hatered by some degree, but this younger sister still hated her brother, and the grudge she carried meant that her creations and her brother's could never mingle beyond an unsteady partnership