Shardlings:

It is said that the Shardlings were once a piece of a greater magical artifact, something that once broke, shattered into a million pieces. These pieces, used to being together for so long, quickly united together once more; this time, in the form of civilizations. Often clinging to high cliffs and mountain edges, Shardlings are blessed with an innate ability to hover wherever they please. A token of their unnatural form. This token comes with two-sides however, and the downside of their form makes it nearly impossible to work with their hands. Lacking opposable thumbs, or any real defined way to finely manipulate, they often struggle to do work on their own. This has led to the semi-common occurrence of Shardlings seeking out assistance, in many forms, from other creatures. Many feel a longing for a time they do not understand, a time where they held a greater purpose.