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[h3]The Rashidun Caliphate[/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 old-growth forests that stretched beyond the sight of any mortal. Mineral wealth washed down from the Highlands, bringing great luxury to regions like Jonaçoat, and only the bravest climbed into the deep woods. That was until the rains came.

	When the Great Deluge began there was a single city, Rashidun, translated into the common tongue as "The Smoke that Thunders", perched on the edge of the Highlands, surrounded on all sides by mighty rivers. As the rain hammered down the rivers and their nexus at a mighty series of waterfalls ultimately saved the city. As the kingdoms of men in the lowlands began to drown, the displaced citizens began to force their way into the highlands only to find a great delta forming that thwarted their attempts to master it. 

	King and Emperors demanded that Rashidun throw open her gates but the folk within refused and, led by their Queen, Māwiyya, they fought a spirited defense until the rivers at last grew to much for their enemies, forcing them to withdrew in disorder. The people of Rashidun began to pray that day, to give thanks, as they had not done in many hundreds of years, a call to the gods for their deliverance. One, Kibibi, heard their prayers, and the raging waters never pierced the city walls.

	When the rains faded and the sun came out once again, Rashidun still stood and the populace erected a great temple to honour the gods on the cities southern edge, offering yearly human sacrifice to Kibibi for her favour. Even as the city was saved, the Highlands themselves began to drain into the ocean and the mighty delta and swamps that had saved Rashidun revealed a new and wonderful landscape to be claimed by those who had survived.

	As another day dawns, the people of Rashidun have grown to become a powerful Caliphate, ruled still by the bloodline of Māwiyya that saved them so long ago. The Highlands, once isolated from the lowlands by towering cliffs, maintains a stunning vista of white sand beaches protected by the savage rock formations below surface. Only a few safe harbours allow ships to drop anchor and they are closely guarded by the Rashi. The island is a fortress unto itself with with a yearly Monsoon that sweeps the interior, and heavy fog that rolls through, clinging to the mountains and treetops. The locals say that the fog are the spirits of those who drowned when the world was reborn. It is a constant reminder of how close they, as people, came to extinction. 

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