The giants of the Thunderheads

Humanity is as varied as the stars themselves.

"The walls moved!" Krunis exclaimed. This he was sure of it this time.
"Of course they did. They are trying to accommodate the additional room needed for tonight." Xarn returned matter-of-factly.
Living stones are tuned to one master to do his bidding.

"That book?" sighed the librarian. "That one is hard to find. The priests say it is heretical. But," he continued more quietly "word is they have a few copies, and study them very carefully. That even they consider it true."

A reptilian race of space-travelers whose addiction to a drug they need for survival leads them to a less than stellar reputation.

Captain, I see two dozen general displacement ships just coming into sensor range outside the system. There is no warp signature sir.

How Odd. Helmsman lay in an intercept course and let us investigate.

Beware these shrub-sized gaurdians of the forest.

The D'athri took to space in such a way to make Terrans look "gun shy". They can be found in small numbers in and around every space port in Known Space.

Representing a primal force of nature which wants to strangle and slay all humanity, to bury their works beneath the roots of trees and their bodies as fertilizer.

Their wyrm tainted blood and slaver ways mark them as not Human. These are the Evil of the Old World. They are Dylori.

Of fire, but not elementals. Short-lived, yet intelligent. Bound to this world they are, more than most of its mortal inhabitants.

The Caretakers of the Vast City - Stoneholt, a race of great skill, persistence, and antiquity...

These creatures are foul things that prey on the weakness of loss. Their home society, and indeed, their home, in completely unknown, as all that have been found have been killed to out standards.

"Some creatures are simply hard to talk with. Take the Krys for example..."

Now was to be the Third such invasion, and who knows who would be writing the records....

They were formidable even before they learned how to use weapons.

Nahactl, the Wanderer

Strange plant-creatures from Rosetta II, the Rosahomin are, for a small portion of their lives, roughly humanoid creatures, fully sentient, and capable of interacting with the galaxy.

The roar of the dragon echoed through the cave, causing the knights to stumble back in fear. 'Don't worry,' said the mage who was with them. 'It's a water dragon, and from the state of the river outside, it is in poor health. It's just trying to scare us.'

The Tsgara, commonly known by non-Rephatians as ‘Shark-Warriors' carry that name for both skill in battle, and their appearance. They are the dominate member of the Warrior caste in the Tshaal and Tynarma Nations of Rephatia.

Deep in the marshes the Tree of Cognizance feeds on whatever living creatures come near it, using very powerful illusions and brute strength. It's fruits are prized by those that understand the powers they offer.