The free peoples of Xambaala are comprised of a varied mix of lineages, with Ixian and Moorish descendants of Yithorium dominating the ruling class. Travelers who pack the docks and dusty streets can range from Esquimaux, Keltic, Viking, along with many others.
Once a prominent and vibrant city before the Green Death, filled with scholars, sorcerers, and seafaring visitors from all walks of life, the city has since fallen into decadence and decay. Only the inner quadrants of the town are occupied by the ruling class, while the slave caste inhabits what they can of the Old City, which is slowly being devoured by the endless encroachment of the indomitable desert sands. The rich and fertile coastal grasslands that once allowed Xambaala to thrive have already fallen victim to this inevitable fate, the modern landscape now changed forever into a dry, vast nothingness.
Most buildings in Xambaala are drab and dust colored mud brick construction with plastered exteriors. Older structures reflect a wealthy antiquity, made of marble and stone with decorative colored tiling. While the outer Old City is now a dangerous dusty shell, choked with smoke and slaves, the inner city remains a vibrant, bustling town, where scholars, soldiers, merchants, mendicants, and priests rush about conducting their self-important tasks.
Though some streets may be filled with lotus dens, harem houses, and wine sinks, crime in Xambaala is simply not tolerated. The ruling Satrap, appointed by the Witch Queen of Yithorium herself, keeps close tabs on illegal activity, and any convicted criminals are dealt with harshly.
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I will add numbered locals (that don’t get dedicated threads) to this post as they are discovered.
The Continuous Lighthouse (11)
A tall, slim, unadorned tower with a dull white light permanently shining atop its conical roof. A lone Xambaali guard stands outside the ground floor of its only entrance.
