Konara rises as a wall of jagged peaks where the continent fractures, its snow-capped crest a deadly border between the wind-raked north and the grasslands that roll southward toward the deserts.
The mountains are cruel, their passes narrow and uncertain, their storms sudden and merciless. To the North, the air is cold and thin, carrying only the howl of wind and goat horns echoing through the ridges. To the south, the land softens into vast plains, but even here the winds bite, and life bends hard beneath them.
This is the realm of the goat and boar folk, horned and tusked, sure-footed upon the cliffs and relentless upon the steppes. Among them dwell the elder cervine kingdoms, proud antlered dynasts whose lineages are etched as deep as the stone.
Konarans are riders and herders, hunters and raiders, their blood hardened by altitudes where weaker folk would perish. They bow to no throne beyond their own kin-claims, and their isolationist pride makes them scornful of the south.
Trade caravans from decadent Zhuru are eyed with suspicion, tolerated only when salt, iron, or furs are worth the trouble. Of Bantos and its Dogs, the Konarans barely speak, dismissing them as rutting scavengers undeserving of notice.
IN PRODUCTION:
- The Crown of Iron
- The Northern Elk Lords
- A Darkness Over Konara
- The Antlered Crest of Endless Rule
- The Reign of King Haros Elkyre XI
- The Rule of Nye Rheiyos VI
- The Highland Wars
