Tiny, ape-like beings, smaller even than the dwarves, and much slighter; They have enormous, expressive eyes, and thick, shiny hair over their bodies ranging from black to red to gray; their hands are nimble, (as are their feet) and they seem to wield a strange, subtle, almost hypnotic magic, albeit one of a much lesser caliber than the Great Skull-Tigers. Their faces are dark-skinned, expressive, and surrounded by a mane of hair. Their arms are long, and they can just as easily use them for walking as stand upright. Populations have been confirmed in Orath and Asivis.

Their diet seems to be varied, composed of everything from berries, fruits, and tubers to fish (caught with woven nets, hands, or spears) and large game (caught by hunters weilding spears). Meat and fish are eaten raw.

Culturally, they are extremely primitive, at an almost paleolithic level; their most advanced tools appear to be stone axes and spears. They neither wear clothing nor use fire. Oddly, though, they have rather sophisticated taste in music, using hollowed bones or reeds as flutes, and even having developed the panpipes- their singing voices, however, are said to be awful, although they don't seem to mind. They speak a strange, chattering language, at once ghostly and animal.

They are attracted to places of old magic, and troops will often congregate around the Stone Circles and Barrows of Orath, or the abandoned temples of the jungles of Asivis. They bury their dead, and seem to have some sort of religion; there are, occasionally, reports of 'sorcerers' among them, wearing head-dresses of antlers set with stones, moss and feathers, and weilding wands tipped with gourds, skulls, or stones.

In folklore, they have a reputation as malicious tricksters among other races, abducting human children to their lairs under the hills in order to learn the secrets of fire and civilization- the children invariably outsmart them in the stories, and, as they don't actually have fire, in real life too, it seems.

There are rumors of 'King' or 'Queen' woodwoses that grow much larger, almost twice the size of their compatriots (which still puts them at around the size of a short dwarf). These have a much better command of human languages, it seems, and are much more cunning and sinister than their smaller brethren. 'Kings' are said to be enormously fat, with wide, fleshy faces, while 'Queens' are said to be either beautiful maidens or old hags; In folklore, Woodwose maidens are frequently rescued from their monkeyish, hag-like mothers or apish fathers by handsome heroes, who they then, invariably, marry.

Some intellectuals have adopted a romanticized image of the Woodwoses as a race of noble savages, rejecting all that is wrong with the modern world.

Notable woodwoses include

Queen Teck, a figure out of the folklore of Orath

King Chilaplithi, who allegedly converted to Tumbruk and became a great saint

Bigwig Zik, a leader of the Woodwoses in Orath.

Mukath, a sorcerer who allegedly lived in a cave and used a magic cauldron to see the future.