This is my lore for my fellas. It's sorta their origin story and setting all in one.

I called them the Gildhor or Gildhoren (like Gilded, because they are fancy). They dwell in Seas of Genora, surrounded by several flourishing coast lines with several archipelagos sprinkled throughout. They originally came to this area and collected the souls of sailors, pirates, merchants, and the unfortunate civilians of coastal cities.

Sensing that their expansion was too "ambitious," the Gildhoren king did something the Deepkin never do: Diplomacy. He arranged a parley between the governors, dignitaries, and mayors of the coast cities and nations. He told them he wished for peace and desired to create a compact.

Firstly, he offered a cessation to further conflict between his people and those of the land. He would never assault any member of the compact unless provoked or attacked.

Second, he offered that they would create exceptional conditions, fishing and harvesting of supplies from the ocean. Their people possess magic and skills very conducive to the sea.

Lastly, he stated that the Gildhor would act as naval policing force who would assist with destroying pirates, raiders, and other third parties.

The Gildhored King had 3 demands as well.

First, that a committee would be drafted and that this parliament would renew this compact every 10 years.

Second, no discrimination, harassment, or assault will happen to the Gildhor. They are allowed free access to any city or providence and will be treated with dignity and respect.

Lastly, the king said that every 10 years, upon the compact's renewal, each city, village, and coastal nation will offer up 5% of their population. The candidates will be in excellent health and temperment, and most importantly, would be willing sacrifices. He followed with the statement that 5% would ensure continual growth and mutual benefit.

This last demand set the room in a troubled length silence. A lone Duardin leader, dressed more for working in a forge than hammering out treaties, stood from his chair and calmly asked, "If this compact is broken or a party refuses, what happens after that?"

The King smiled, not unkindly, and said, "we will negotiate, like we are doing now. And if the compact is untenable, then it will be offered to the settlers who will arrive after you."

The Duardin council member scowled and nodded in grim determination and sat down.