

The Salbans dwell along the sun-scorched southwestern coast of Marcia. Central to their royal identity is the Salban Rose, a sacred symbol under which their dead are laid to rest in a garden of thorns and bloom. Queen Saltriiz has buried many in that earth—siblings, sons, a daughter, a grandson, a king—and now only her youngest daughter remains. The relentless heat of her realm forges fierce spearmen and even fiercer shepherds. Yet through all her grief, Queen Saltriiz endures—dignified, unbroken, and sharp as ever.

The Salbans dwell along the sun-scorched southwestern coast of Marcia. Central to their royal identity is the Salban Rose, a sacred symbol under which their dead are laid to rest in a garden of thorns and bloom. Queen Saltriiz has buried many in that earth—siblings, sons, a daughter, a grandson, a king—and now only her youngest daughter remains. The relentless heat of her realm forges fierce spearmen and even fiercer shepherds. Yet through all her grief, Queen Saltriiz endures—dignified, unbroken, and sharp as ever.


