“Forged in conflict, tempered by survival”
What do you do when the world is against you? When the price of surviving to the morning can only be paid for with the life of another? You band together, and you make damn sure that whoever is after you doesn't ever come back.
That is how Vornheath survived. Those who couldn't fend for themselves either needed to provide support for those who could, or get out of the way. They took whatever couldn't be defended by others - one less thing for the enemy to use. Because even if their enemy fell, they knew eventually another would take their place.
It is hard to tell much about them given how little of their strongholds survived. The ruins are often wrecked and ransacked. Here on this land one might find broken swords sticking out of the ground - so be careful where you step, as you walk on the bones of ancient battlefields.
You may not want to encounter what still lingers.