Sheorazin
Sheorazin the city the great city of taste, a city born on the ideas of making every meal worth dying for. A city worth traveing for, for its food and culture of caring for taste. When the city was created it was born on the ideals of perfect meals as the natives that have lived on the Dishonoered sands who havent been cursed by the rift to hell, chaninging them into tieflings, the people have learned to hunt and barter with extreme perfection and each hunt or trade matters more here than the rest of the world, weathy donors from empires and democracys will come to the Bazar of the world to buy skulls of the beasts that lay under the sand, great beasts that hunt for hours, wont stop till they have devoured a whole town, beasts born from the cursed sands of a dead god, who still can come back to life to barter with his greatest followers. Being born falling caused adros and his sands to be cursed with knowledge and beasts of great knowledge and fiercness, as they reperesent and where born from his rage of hating the gods that got him killed.
Type
Large city
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