Even the wealthiest of halflings keep their treasures locked in a cellar rather than on display for all to see.

They’re concerned with basic needs and simple pleasures and have little use for ostentation. Halfling practicality extends beyond their clothing. They like to wear simple, comfortable, and practical clothes, favoring bright colors. Halfling men often sport long sideburns, but beards are rare among them and mustaches even more so. Halflings’ skin ranges from tan to pale with a ruddy cast, and their hair is usually brown or sandy brown and wavy. They are inclined to be stout, weighing between 40 and 45 pounds. Standing about 3 feet tall, they appear relatively harmless and so have managed to survive for centuries in the shadow of empires and on the edges of wars and political strife. The diminutive halflings survive in a world full of larger creatures by avoiding notice or, barring that, avoiding offense. But even these wanderers love peace, food, hearth, and home, though home might be a wagon jostling along a dirt road or a raft floating downriver. Though some halflings live out their days in remote agricultural communities, others form nomadic bands that travel constantly, lured by the open road and the wide horizon to discover the wonders of new lands and peoples. The comforts of home are the goals of most halflings’ lives: a place to settle in peace and quiet, far from marauding monsters and clashing armies a blazing fire and a generous meal fine drink and fine conversation.

The crooked stick that served as his fishing pole rose up above him, clenched between two of his toes, and hung out over the quiet lake, mirrored perfectly in the glassy surface of Maer Dualdon. Regis was short, even by the standards of his diminutive race, with the fluff of his curly brown locks barely cresting the three-foot mark, but his belly was amply thickened by his love of a good meal, or several, as the opportunities presented themselves. Regis the halfling, the only one of his kind for hundreds of miles in any direction, locked his fingers behind his head and leaned back against the mossy blanket of the tree trunk. Monstrous Compendium Vol 3: Minecraft Creatures

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