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[h3]The Khurasanid Highlands[/h3]

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History: 
	The Khurasanid Highlands were, for thousands of years, ruled by a collection of smaller Kingdoms and Empires who saw it as a region to exploit for its fantastic creatures, wide spread vistas, and huge open savannahs that stretched beyond the sight of any mortal. Mineral wealth here washed down from the Highlands, bringing great wealth to regions like Jonaçoat, while seeing little human interaction. That is until the rains came.

	When the Great Deluge began there was a single city, Mosi-oa-Tunya, translated into the common tongue as "The Smoke that Thunders", that sat at the edge of the Highlands, surrounded on all sides by the mighty rivers that swelled to even greater strengths with the rain. As the kingdoms of men in the lowlands began to drown they forced their way into the highlands only to find a great delta forming that thwarted their attempts to master it. 

	King and Emperors demanded that Mosi-oa-Tunya throw open its gates but the folk within refused and, led by their Queen Kibibi, they fought a spirited defense until the rivers at last grew to much for their enemies who withdrew in disorder. It is said that the people of Mosi-oa-Tunya began to pray that day as they had not done in many hundreds of years, pray to the gods for mercy. Perhaps one took pity on the piety of the people, or perhaps nature itself found a way, but the raging waters never pierced the city walls.

	When the rains faded and the sun came out once more Mosi-oa-Tunya still stood and the populace erected a great temple to honour the gods on the cities southern edge and yearly they offer human sacrifice to the gods for their favour. Even as the city was saved, the Highlands themselves began to drain into the ocean and the delta that had saved Mosi-oa-Tunya now saved it once again as its people moved out to claim the great expanse. 

	As another day dawns, the people of Mosi-oa-Tunya have grown to be known as the People of Khurasanid, ruled still by the bloodline of Kibibi that saved them so long ago. The Highlands, no longer isolated from the lowlands by towering cliffs still maintain a rugged coastline with few safe harbours. It is a fortress unto itself with a yearly Moonsoon that sweeps the interior of the Highlands, bringing life to rivers and lakes gone dry through the summer months. It is a constant reminder of how close they, as people, came to extinction.