Lords of the East - Council Chambers

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Baghdad, Summer of 1174

In the east, a weariness has gripped the land. War has been brought from the West and now lies carnivorously in wait inside the Holy Lands. Across empires, slaves have become masters and masters slaves, as the Khwarezm rise from the leash of the Seljuks and the Ayyubids steadily depart from the dying rule of the Zengids. In Anatolia, the last lords of the once great Roman Empire hold tenaciously against their ever expanding neighbors, the Turks—with Armenia and Georgia anxiously watching nearby for their time to come. Even in the far East there comes change, as the Solanki Rajputs unite the scattered Hindu tribes and the Malikate of Sindh hold desperately onto life—with the Ghorids and Ghaznis prepared to stop these infidels from prospering at any cost. And not one month ago, the sun itself was blocked out by darkness and the sins of the world blanketed the sands. And on that night, the Caliph watched the skies and knew then what he must do.

A council should be formed. One that will unite the scattered and warring nations of the East. One that will be a beacon of light in the growing shadow. One that will be hosted in Baghdad and watched over by the only man capable of overseeing such change, the Caliph himself...