The Kadanh Cycle
Nechara is a vast and wealthy city, where anything can be bought. Long ago, its ruling families learned the secrets of bartering with spirits, of buying and selling their favor with sacrifices, prayer, and stranger things still. No spirit or demon was too lowly, or too foul, for their pacts, and consequently the nobles of Nechara acquired great power, bred into their very bloodlines through unspeakable unions with inhuman lovers. Thus were born the Houses of Nechara. Some were benevolent, using their power to enhance crops or heal sicknesses; others sought power, and became fearsome demon-generals commanding sons and daughters whose breath was fire, and whose eyes were death.
In Nechara blend the smoke-eyed peoples of Ixcoatl, whose wool-spun raiments are adorned with gold, whose weapons are made from sharpened stone and whose eyes they dust with coal. Here are the strange Kamthahari, who wear robes of fine silk, and adorn their hands with red clay. Here are the un-lepers of Elytrum, whose bodies are touched with the parasite Linshi mushroom, that heals any ailment but causes hideous deformations that sometimes kill, causing them to wrap their visages in cloth and bandages. Here dwell warriors from Kamwisi, dark-eyed and brooding, who wear clothes of crocodile skin and who worship monsters. Here, too, are the priests of Endaiat, where flow the Deep Rivers. And finally, here are wild men and women, kept as slaves, the eternal enemies of Nechara, the Broken Horn People, who serve the Lunars and consider Nechara decadent.