These are the various races of humans in Locastus, City of Mirrors.

The Broan, an enigmatic, amphibious species of unknown origin, that lives in the salt-water marshes to the east of Locastus.

Perhaps one of the oldest of the humanoid races, the Pelamids are a sort of missing link between terrestrial humans and aquatic merfolk.

Predator, nightstalker, brother to beasts, call me a monster long enough brother and I very well might become one.

Jaurmes, Augrune woodcutter

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