“Eh, the wildbloods? They keep to themselves mostly in that village of theirs. They usually don’t bother us as long as we stay out of their territory. I wouldn’t want to tangle with one though. I once saw one of them take down half a pack of thornscales in just a few moments.”
– Ariana Lostwing, Ranger of Sky Durbin
Once a nomadic people, the Wildblood tribe of demihumans settled in the Silent Plains hundreds of years ago. Arriving shortly after the destruction of Havensong and the tumultuous final battles of the Decide War, they laid claim to a small area around a hilltop just a short distance from the coast. Hunters and gatherers by nature, the Wildbloods kept to themselves, mostly avoiding conflict with other groups. Attempts by Thronefastian scholars to visit the tribe and learn more about them in recent years have all been rebuffed, often with the scholar in question being deposited outside a nearby village, unconscious but otherwise unharmed.
Wildblood warriors have a well-earned reputation as fierce fighters who give no quarter in combat. Relentless in their pursuit, Wildblood hunters will track their prey across the open plains, often felling creatures that would give most others pause. However, what is truly remarkable about the tribe is their rapport with the natural world. Stories are told of Wildblood spellcasters summoning powerful lightning and flinging verdanfire bolts at their enemies, and travelers passing near their village reported seeing the Wildbloods worshiping at great totems that crackle with mystic power.
Of late, strange and troubling happenings have been observed in the lands of the Wildbloods. Just a few years ago, a splinter group established a camp outside the main village, and there seems to be little love lost between the two populations. At the same time, the Wildblood hunters often seen in the plains have started to become more aggressive and territorial, even to the point of engaging in skirmishes with travelers and other groups including the Goldenfangs of the western plains. Strange lights have been seen coming from the village at times, and a wall of thorns crackling with mystical energy now bars entry to the camp.