In some of the cultures of Nadera, having pale colored eyes meant you had no soul.

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In some of the cultures of Nadera, having pale colored eyes meant you had no soul.
Phimixia
Pronounced fee-me-shia Settled in the Koah Desert, Phimixia is possibly the second largest kingdom in Nadera. It was founded by Kazhar Haere with its capital Dungamon holding the largest trade market outside of the Evirean Empire. Zahir Haere, Kazhar’s grandfather was a ruthless warlord who ruled the Koah desert in the Dawning Era. His people Koahnites, were well adapted to the desert terrain, making it nearly impossible for outside forces to even attempt to overtake the area. Zahir took what he wanted, even from his own people, and anyone who objected was executed. Young women were forced to become his wives and it is said that he had over 15 before his death, and numerous children. Zahir’s oldest son, Tamit, took command of the Koahnites when his father became too old, continuing Zahir’s reign of terror. Under Tamit, the Ramil, a desert subspecies of faun, were hunted and forced into slavery. In the year 416 of the Dawning Era, Kazhar, a forgotten son of Tamit, took a group of Koahnites and fled into the desert, hoping to escape his father’s tyranny. Tamit sent men after the group, ordering them to kill anyone they found. Kazhar fell and was left in to rot in the desert sun. Kazhar was found and saved by a being known as Valkan, who offered to help the young man after hearing his tale and his hopes for ending the terrible reign of his father. Kazhar returned to the camps once he was healed and faced off with Tamit. He gave his father a chance to leave with his life, but Tamit laughed. The impending battle was cut short when a huge brass dragon landed in the center of the camp, eating the warlord in one bite. Those that were loyal to Tamit fled, leaving the remaining people in Kazhar’s care. He led his people with Valkan’s guidance. It was Valkan who suggested building a city, a stronghold to firmly ground them and give them an upper hand, should Tamit’s followers wish to take the desert back for themselves. Dungamon, which is now the capital city of Phimixia, took nearly 30 years to build. Kazhar ruled the people of Phimixia for many years, until he passed on at the age of 120. It was thought that Valkan kept him alive longer than any normal human, wanting help him achieve his dream of seeing his people free and happy. Valkan became Protector of the desert kingdom, though there has been no king since the passing of Kazhar. Phimixia has become a safe haven for escaped slaves, abused mages and anyone wishing to avoid persecution. This had been something Kazhar had been adamant about when building Dungammon. He had seen the terrible abuses that slaves had suffered during his father’s reign and vowed that his kingdom would offer aid to those who suffered cruelty at the hands of others. Valkan has kept this promise to the best of his ability. Phimixia also has one of the largest port cities, Sibar, second only to the Evirean Empire’s port in Balinora. Due to the relatively close proximity with the island of Anar'Ven, Phimixia has a rather exclusive trade agreement with the Tasraans that inhabit the island.
This is my World
I always find it hard sharing my world with others.
But creating a story that I hope to one day share with others, you kind of have to share the world you’ve created for that to happen. I’ve been posting little history blurbs on my art blog, and occasionally character doodles, but I don’t know if it belongs there. I’m not even sure it belongs here.
However, the only way I will find out what works and what doesn’t is to just put it out there and see where things go. If all else fails, I can tear it down and start over with a new plan.
I do not claim to be a professional writer or anything. I am just doing my thing and sending it out into the world to see what happens. If you like fantasy things, you might enjoy what I’m doing. Or you may not, that’s okay.