When Fate stalked through the corridors of the world like a colossus, just risen from an age-old throne of granite.

Turania, where riders wear steel, silk, and gold. The Empire upon the Vilayet Sea, in the dreaming East, where shall one day ride Timur the Lame, where the Dead Sea will lie, where one day the spear of Alexander will be planted…
…but that is all in the future. For these are the days before the rise of the Sons of Aryas.

This is the Hyborian Age. Hither you came, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under your sandaled feet.

Steel and Silk

Riklurt Turan Nallenon MrGreany Sydow