Children of the rolling plains of the Tribal Wastes, the Berus are people that strongly resemble humanoid golden retrievers. Naturally inclined by their society and culture to be noble, loyal, and honorable, many a Berus who finds their ways out of the Tribal Wastes becomes a guardsmen, advisor, knight, or judge. Few entire clans have left the Wastes, and those that have often form caravans that move about the Empire, offering many the opportunity to have their goods transported and protected by the legendary sword skills of these proud people. Those who live in their native Wastes have a tribal and clan structure, and are nomadic, sticking primarily to the plains in the central and eastern Wastes. They live a minimalistic life, taking only what they need from the land and leaving nothing to waste. This behavior is not implicit to a deep abiding respect for the natural world, though the Berus do maintain the sanctity of the wilds; rather, it is a behavior brought on by the difficulty and aggression of life in the Wastes, and the Berus choose to take only what is needed from the land to provide for themselves, rather than sinking down to the level of the various cannibalistic orc bands, slaver gnolls, and other such groups, and know all too well the danger of killing too many of the Wastes native beasts, leaving the horrible carnivores to turn to attacking camps for sustenance.
The Berus maintain friendly relations with representatives of the Empire and the Free Cities on the western coasts of the Wastes, and many legends of the Empire include stories of brave Berus heroes fighting evil and giving heart to their companions. Few races find much fault with the affable race, who largely maintain the friendliness and comfort in groups of the dogs they resemble, but the closest bonds exist between Berus and halflings, who each have tight knit family bonds and are often found to be wanderers, preferring the road to national borders. The Berus have always held a deep seated enmity with the like of gnolls and goblins, and fights between Berus tribes and gnoll slavers are always brutal and bloody, with neither giving up until their hated foe lays slain to a man.