Fasari

''"They listen to us only when our hands are worth the sweat of their structures. They will not take us in that cold night. They will not." - Unknown Fasari Motto''

Overview
Fasari is not just a region ruled by the nobility, but an identity that shakes any that dare challenge the dunes their forefathers tamed. The old and uncharacteristically wealthy Sogdian Temples to the endless dunes licking the eye for miles upon miles, Fasari is viewed as naught but a graveyard of an Empire even older than Prolesia.

Commonly known among scholars, the Fasari deserts were once ruled by Kaspur. For nearly eighteen generations the dunes were ruled by a people who cared little for what it was worth. Often did it become a place of banishment, however the impoverished farmers now coat the horizon accompanied by desperate highwaymen, all seemingly setting aside their differences and forming their own culture. These bedouins structure themselves uniquely, and with their understanding of the land they lived on they grew to chance themselves as rulers of their own destiny.

One war was all that was needed. A singular strike at the throat and the unstoppable juggernaut came tumbling down. Using their camels, their elephants, they dominated. While war is all around them, the Asmarian Bedouins, simply "Bedouins" or "Fasari", live peacefully. Their culture has adapted around the desert. Like the dunes they shift, yet they shall never compromise.

Prin Katar
Long before the bedouins, before the Myzaeans, before the Prolesians, and the Asmarians, were the Sogdians.