The Leshrved

The Leshrved are a tribe of humans who live in the Mitsurhym badlands. Very little is known about them, as there are few in the world who even know they exist. The alchemical arts they practice, as well as the exact place where they make their home, are regarded as the greatest of secrets. Rarely, single members of their tribe will venture out into the civilizations of the continent, keeping low profiles as they blend into the different societies, eventually returning to their tribe to report on what they've learned abroad.
==Myth==
While few know of the existence of the Leshrved, some have heard of the following myth, though none but the desert tribe know whether it is true.
Long in the past, when the gods more freely walked the earth, there was a man and a woman. These two sought out ever greater and greater knowledge, facts of science, nature, magic and history. Eventually, they felt they had learned everything the world had to offer, and they turned their sights to the heavens. The searched long and hard, travelling across the world to places man had never dared tread. Deep in a desert, they finally found who they sought: the god of anarchy and knowledge. They approached him and asked that they be granted the knowledge of the gods; there was nothing left on this world that they didn't know, and that alone was proof of their worthiness. The god was amused by their bluntness, and considered their claim. He muttered and argued with himself before stating his terms: he would give them knowledge that no mortal in this realm possessed, but it could never be shared, never be moved, and never be taken from the mortal coil. In their hunger for information, they agreed. At this, the god produced a stone and dropped it in the sand before him; as he left, his laughter echoed across the land. The two stumbled over each other to behold the rock, its every surface written over with a language neither could ever comprehend. It was not until later that the extent of the bargain was clear: the rock, through no force of nature or magic, could be moved from the spot it was dropped, nor could either of them bear to move far away from it. As a final insult, they soon learned that neither of them could age or die; they were fated to stay in that desert with their knowledge forever.
Some say that the two are still there, hiding in the desert with their stone. Some say that they had children, who raised each other and could never look upon their parents thanks to the god's deal. Regardless, it is a cautionary tale that reminds that knowledge does not make you wise, and that the god of anarchy is not to be trusted. 
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